Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

So…

Lord Zi looked at the screen above his head, his face once again revealing a cocky expression.

“That’s it? That’s it? And you call her a goddess? Even the granary is so weak, in the future won’t the kids starve to death? You second-year students have such low standards?”

Mockery, blatant mockery, slapped the faces of the second-year students, making a “smack smack” sound.

The students in the stands were grinding their teeth in anger and indignation, dying to rush to the ring and tear this guy to shreds.

Not to mention Sun Yuanzhu’s stunning beauty, her figure was almost perfect except for some minor flaws with her “little bear,” and more importantly, she was a Holy Light Mage, radiating a divine aura.

This was also one of the reasons she was deemed a goddess.

“Where are the suitors of Sun the Goddess? Have they all turned into shrinking turtles?”

“Damn it! Go find all the guys ranked in the top five hundred of our grade, we must suppress this bastard’s arrogance!”

“Argh, this is infuriating! If this were in the wild, I would kill this scumbag!”

…

“Tsk, a bunch of small fries, so disappointing. You second-years indeed rule as kings in a world with no tigers.”

With the last taunt over, and after the last 10 seconds elapsed following the end of the ring match, Zi Liyuan was teleported out.

“Damn it! A first-year freshman has the audacity to run wild in our second-year territory. Do you really think no one can deal with you?”

“Next match, let me at him! To any students who haven’t fought in the ring yet, do not enter the matching mode!”

A loud voice, like thunder, suddenly boomed throughout the arena.

A figure stepped through the air, his voice reaching the crowd before he did.

“Is that Zhuge Long?”

“When did he come back?”

“Wasn’t Brother Long out searching for materials? Why has he returned all of a sudden?”

“Isn’t it obvious? He must have finished gathering materials and come back for his Fourth Order Lord Level advancement quest.”

“Ha-ha, with Brother Long stepping in, let’s see how that guy keeps up his arrogance!”

“Later we can ask this kid to calculate the size of the dark shadow in his heart.”

“Those wanting to join the ring match, stop, and let Brother Long up there, beat this scumbag to a pulp!”

“Exactly, make way for Brother Long, let him up there to crush this jerk! How dare he bully our goddess, we must give him a psychological shadow!”

At that moment, the arena, which had been filled with cursing and venting, miraculously unified in order.

Seeing Zhuge Long, all the second-year students solidified their stance, unanimously believing that Zhuge Long had what it would take to crush Zi Liyuan.

The reason, of course, was that the second-year students all knew Zhuge Long and understood how powerful he was.

Zhuge Long, ranked 150th in the ring match, is the only student who, at the level of Third Order LV80, forcefully broke into the top 200.

Keep in mind that among the top 200 of the second year, only a precious few were still at Third Order LV80, and among them, Zhuge Long was ranked the highest.

It wasn’t that Zhuge Long couldn’t have broken into a higher rank, but he gave it up, as he had left to gather materials for advancement half a year ago.

Zhuge Long, a Dragon Vein warrior, a very special, very rare profession.

For his advancement, in addition to completing the associated advancement tasks, he also needed a lot of high-grade dragon blood as materials.

This was also why he was stuck at the Third Order Peak LV80.

As for his strength, it can only be described as terrifying—don’t be fooled by his profession as a Dragon Vein warrior; he actually trains in both magic and combat.

With the strong physique of a warrior, he also commands extremely special Dragon language magic!

The deadliest part is that Dragon Vein warriors come with scalable gear—except for accessories, all gear components can scale with growth, evolving with his advancement and with the purity of his Dragon Vein.

“Interesting, finally a big BOSS has arrived? I hope you don’t disappoint me.”

Zi Liyuan was currently feeling a pressure in his bloodline, a sensation he was all too familiar with; it was something he had just recently experienced.

Yes, it was in the Demon’s Rift where he had encountered the innate suppressive force emitted by a Demon Lord.

Though not as intense as that of the Demon Lord, it still made him acutely aware of the difference in the level of their life forces.

It was as if the other person were a higher being, and he was a lowly, inferior species.

This feeling annoyed him, so he was determined to make the other person even more annoyed!

Looking at the person flying over the arena, clad in a blood-red suit of iron armor, Zi Liyuan’s gaze became extremely hostile as he started the third match without hesitation.

As expected, the match-making was almost instantaneously complete, with the target being Zhuge Long, who floated in the air.

Third Match-up: Zi Liyuan VS Zhuge Long

In the light screen above the arena, Zi Liyuan’s match information appeared again.

[Player]: Zhuge Long, Third Order LV80

[Profession]: Dragon Vein Warrior

[Ranking in the Arena]: 150 (second-year student at Dragon Academy)

“Hahaha, it’s done, Little Bro Long is up against that guy!”

“Go Little Bro Long! Beat Zi the stupid!”

“Support Little Bro Long, smash Zi the bastard!”

“Little Bro Long, hammer him!”

…

The moment the match information was released, the arena erupted in cheers and jubilation, just short of breaking into a celebratory dance.

Simultaneously, the betting opened, and in an instant, a large group of second-year students piled their Contribution Value on Zhuge Long.

In just a few seconds, the bets on Zhuge Long to win skyrocketed, even breaking the ten million mark.

Seeing the opposing bets soar, Zi Liyuan’s eyes shone with a fierce light, and without another word, he took out his guiding jade card and placed the maximum bet of 10,000 Contribution Value on himself.

As the match’s final ten seconds began, the betting was locked once more, and the wagers of both sides were displayed.

Zi Liyuan (20000) VS Zhuge Long (12498900)

The only bets on Zi Liyuan were 20,000 Contribution Value, which apart from his own 10,000, were probably the 10,000 placed by senior Cai Cheng.

On the other hand, Zhuge Long’s betting pot had broken through the ten million mark, reaching a staggering 12,490,000.

Compared to the previous round with Sun Yuanzhu, the Contribution Value had doubled, which was terrifying.

“Not bad, this time there isn’t even a single person betting on the underdog, it seems these second-year naives think he has no chance of winning at all.”

When the match-up time ended, both of them were transported into the ring amidst a blaze of dazzling light.

The battle for this match-up was about to begin at that moment.

“Kid, you’re too arrogant, thinking you can rise above us second-year students as if you were the former Demon King?”

Dragon Academy is an academy for prodigies; all its students are the chosen ones of the Great Xia Empire.

But even among these prodigies, there are monsters, and those who are labelled monsters are the freaks who dominantly presided over an era.

And the last one such character was the freak known as the Demon King, who truly subdued all the students and teachers of Dragon Academy with his strength!

Yes, even the teachers were overpowered by the Demon King!

“So what about the Demon King? That’s all in the past, and now, it’s my era!”

Do you know what he went through just to get into Dragon Academy?

Had it not been for those blind teachers not giving him an invitation, would he have worked so hard to level up, always choosing the highest difficulty in his class changes?

You think he didn’t want to slack off and live out his life in carefree comfort?

But a Buddha fights for a single stick of incense, and a person fights for a single breath. Why should he be treated differently by the admissions office of Dragon Academy?

If they wouldn’t send him an invitation, then he would fight his way into Dragon Academy using his own strength!

You say you recruit the chosen ones from the whole country, right?

Then I’m going to trample all these chosen ones underfoot, so tight they can’t squirm out!

Dominate this era of Dragon Academy, give all these prodigies a mental scar, and don’t even spare the teachers!

Indeed, Zi Liyuan harbored deep resentment towards Dragon Academy in his heart.