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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!]

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Chapter124-Academy Competition

The scene attracted many spectators, including several bewildered freshmen who wore expressions of surprise.

Moments ago, the senior had seemed so dominant and overbearing, a sight that had angered and impressed them.

Yet, upon encountering Owen, he became as meek as a quail, pitifully pretending to be pitiable.

This stark contrast amused the onlookers.

Owen glanced indifferently at the man, not uttering a word.

The man, however, trembled, his smile tainted with bitterness, his demeanor abjectly submissive.

As Owen walked forward, the surrounding crowd parted to make way for him.

Even freshmen, oblivious to the situation, were briskly pulled aside by older students to clear a path.

Owen left with an air of grace, his departing figure imposing and enigmatic.

The crowd gathered again, with the freshmen eagerly asking, "Who was that man? Just a glance from him was enough to scare the other guy."