Chapter 627: 621: Irrelevant People

“How so, you want a fair one-on-one duel with me?” Fred Hoyle looked up unperturbed, a hint of scorn curling his lips.

“Senior Hoyle, is bullying a freshman considered fair?” Jedbrook Harvey countered sharply.

Others feared the Hoyle family behind Fred Hoyle, but he did not.

If one were to truly weigh the power of their familial background, the Harvey family of Pharmacy was not inferior to the Hoyle family, even surpassing them.

Fred Hoyle’s gaze landed on Jedbrook Harvey, and his calm voice filled the entire room.

“You disagree? But in this world, strength ultimately does the talking. A junior who can’t even stand in front of me has no right to speak!”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a tangible cyan flame burst from his arm, revealing sharp and robust limbs amidst countless electrical arcs. The terrifying Dragon Domination even caused Jedbrook’s straight back to hunch.

“No need for a fight, but I can’t agree with Senior Hoyle’s words. If Rosewood College really were declining year by year, Senior would not be the former chief now,” Margaret Yule stepped forward and said.

At her words, the rotten cyan light grew even more dazzling, completely engulfing Fred Hoyle’s anger-twisted face.

Jackson Grant frowned and stepped in front of Margaret Yule and Jedbrook Harvey, taking most of the rampaging aura onto himself.

“We’re all classmates; you’re going a bit too far!”

Fred Hoyle’s eyes flashed with cyan sparkles as he glanced at him, “So what if we’re classmates? Besides me, which among all of you here is not trash?”

No sooner had he spoken than not only Jackson Grant but also Richard Goodwin and Ning Jade, who didn’t want to offend others without cause, couldn’t help but show a slight change in their expressions.

Trash?

Which arrogant Trainer Talent could endure such an insult!

Ning Jade stood up, her gaze towards Fred Hoyle carrying a trace of anger.

“Trash? How dare you say such a thing! Do you think you are still the unmatched former chief of Rosewood?”

“It will be a piece of cake to defeat all of you,” Fred Hoyle smiled.

To break through to King in the shortest time possible, he didn’t mind burning bridges and using the Devouring Innate Talent to absorb the Talent and fortuity of everyone present, enhancing his own strength and potential.

To accomplish this, the first step was to stir up the emotional fluctuations among these Myrtle List powerhouses.

The more intense the emotions of the defeated opponents, the more Talent and fortuity Fred Hoyle could devour.

Simply put, he no longer intended to carry on a small and steady business of fortuity devouring; instead, he planned to reap a big harvest before graduation, pulling out even the roots of the leeks!

“If you’re not convinced, you can all come at me together. If David Jones can handle three on one, I can naturally take on six,” Fred Hoyle added fuel to the fire.

Of everyone present, Richard Goodwin was the calmest. He wouldn’t be easily provoked by a few words, and he even had the mood to analyze Fred Hoyle’s uncharacteristic behavior, coupling this with the regular rumors spread on Rosewood’s official website. A hint of thoughtfulness flickered in his eyes.

“Click.” Just then, the door opened.

All eyes were drawn to David Jones, and the tense atmosphere in the room instantly eased.

“It’s only been a few months? How can he be this strong!” Richard Goodwin and Ning Jade exchanged a glance, astonishment flashing in their eyes.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

They had seen many King-class Trainers, but this was the first time they had encountered a King who brought such an immense pressure merely by approaching, like David Jones.

The kind of fear, as if facing a Class VI King Beast that could kill them at any moment, even made it difficult for them to muster the courage to resist.

In a daze, the two remembered the first time they met David Jones; back then, he was a handsome and mild-mannered young man without a trace of a strong person’s demeanor.

“This is the once-in-a-millennium prodigy of the Flowery Kingdom!” Gazing at that terrifying silhouette, Jackson Grant couldn’t help but swallow hard.

Unlike some of the older students who harbored hostility, he had always been optimistic about David Jones’s future, but he had never imagined that the future a prodigy would need ten years to realize, David Jones had achieved in just a few short months.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, David Jones slowly advanced, his crisp footsteps seemingly echoing in their hearts.

“This is the Purple Haze Club, my turf,” he declared.

As he spoke, the terrifying force of essence and blood within David Jones, comparable to that of a Class VI King Beast, burst forth.

The explosive power of essence and blood, fierce as fire, made Fred Hoyle’s pupils shrink; he felt the space around him congeal, his body almost unable to move.

“If you dare cause trouble on my turf, be prepared to face death.”

Walking in front of Margaret Yule, David Jones’s eyes narrowed, and a visible wave of energy erupted in front of him, sending Fred Hoyle flying backward to crash against the white jade stone wall, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Margaret Yule looked on, dumbfounded, at David Jones’ back, an inexplicable sense of security quietly flowing through her heart.

Sanne clenched her fists tightly in front of her chest, her eyes dreamily fixed on David Jones.

Good beating! She had long found this smug senior unbearable!

“Not planning to summon your Pet?” David Jones, holding Loona, quietly watched Fred Hoyle, covered in dust and dirt.

Fred Hoyle’s fingers pressed against his Star Ring, his Arcane Force surging, wanting to wipe away the shame of his previous defeat.

But feeling the intense, fire-like power of essence and the overwhelming Psychic Domination from across the space, a chill unavoidably crept into his eyes.

The Greenwood Dragon would only give him one chance to fail—should he be defeated by David Jones again, he would lose a Dragon Pet of an Overlord True Dragon, something Fred Hoyle absolutely could not accept.

So he calmed down, took his hand off the Star Ring, dusted himself off, and rose placidly, as if nothing had happened before.

Disappointment flashed in David Jones’s eyes; had Fred Hoyle dared to summon his Pet for battle, David Jones could have broken his bones in an instant.

He had not expected Fred Hoyle’s respect for a King Trainer to far exceed his expectations.

With this in mind, David Jones shook his head slightly, scanning the surroundings, and finally fixed his gaze on Fred Hoyle.

“My requirements for team members are simple, just three points: be obedient, follow orders, don’t cause trouble. You can go now, my team doesn’t need you,” he said.

Hearing this, Jackson Grant’s expression turned anxious, wanting to persuade David Jones.

Having two nepotistic members on the team was one thing, but if they also got rid of a strong player like Fred Hoyle, how were they going to compete in the national tournament?

The news of David Jones’s breakthrough to King Trainer had already caused a sensation; he did not believe that Peony College would give up on the chance to achieve ten consecutive championships.

However, Jackson Grant was stopped by David Jones’s gaze before he could speak.

Remembering David Jones’s requirement for obedience, Jackson Grant chose to remain silent; he had no wish to be expelled from the team like Fred Hoyle.

Fred Hoyle’s face stiffened, looking at David Jones in some disbelief.

He was the second-ranked on the Myrtle List, the disciple of Virgil Harvey, the vice-chancellor of Rosewood College. The national competition couldn’t go on without him.

Fred Hoyle opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But David Jones turned around and threw down a sentence.

“We are about to have a team meeting. Anyone unrelated, please leave this place as soon as possible!”