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School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered. Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors. However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky. The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear... [Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

Sesame_Cookies · Fantasy
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280 Chs

Chapter86-Finn's Dead End

"Flattery, mere flattery," Owen responded, his fists swinging with vigorous force, his arcanergy continuously pouring out without cease.

Quincy felt a throbbing pain in his head, overwhelmed by frustration.

Owen's talent made him envious. 

At the start, Owen needed to use five strands of arcanergy to counter Quincy's three. 

Now, Owen only needed four and a half strands to match Quincy's three. 

This indicated that Owen's control over arcanergy had unknowingly skyrocketed.

Quincy even suspected that if this continued, Owen's mastery of arcanergy would gradually surpass his own.

Owen, his face smeared with blood, fought with unceasing fervor.

Grinding his teeth, Quincy cursed internally: "What a beast."

Owen's physical resilience was extraordinary, far surpassing that of ordinary beings. 

The physical attributes of dragons, honed over hundreds of thousands of years, were astonishingly formidable.