97: Qin Boyuan's Thank You Gift

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Yuan didn't care about Yang Zeyun's gloomy expression and retorted directly.

"Nothing, tell me when you've made your choice. I don't want to be in the same academy as you!"

Yang Zeyun looked at Jiang Yuan seriously: "We'll develop separately, and then I'll defeat you again!"

"That's all!"

"Ha."

Jiang Yuan chuckled. Is that all there is to it?

He wants to defeat me again?

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you once I've made up my mind."

With that, Jiang Yuan left.

He still had to go with Nezha to break through the Boss of the thirtieth level.

He didn't have time to play games of 'I'll defeat you, I'll surpass you' with Yang Zeyun here.

It was too boring.

The higher the number of levels one skipped in the Dream Tower's leapfrog challenge, the richer the rewards.

Jiang Yuan was now on the verge of breaking through to the Star Epoch Late Stage, and he might succeed at any moment.

If he challenged then, it wouldn't count as a leapfrog challenge.

That would be a waste of such good prizes.

If he couldn't use them himself, he could always sell them for money.

Jiang Yuan quickly arrived at the entrance to the Dream Tower in the Mission Center.

After entering the Dream Tower, Jiang Yuan materialized Nezha.

"Finally, we're going to challenge this guy!"

"Mu Qianshan, you have to protect yourself!"

"Don't worry!"

After Jiang Yuan nodded, he and Nezha stepped into the thirtieth level of the Dream Tower.

At this moment, Qin Boyuan had also returned to the military camp on the other side.

"Teacher, did you pay attention to this year's three rounds of assessments?"

Qin Boyuan came to a small house and respectfully asked a disheveled old man in a low voice.

"Why would I pay attention to that?"

The old man lay on the bed, his back to Qin Boyuan, without even turning his head.

"This year, a very talented young man emerged, but his fighting style has issues, so I wanted to ask you to take a look at his combat."

Qin Boyuan spoke directly; his many years in the military had made him lose the habit of beating around the bush.

"Fighting style?"

The old man seemed to sneer: "Do you think I still have a fighting style now?"

"If you are willing, of course you do!"

Qin Boyuan said with a serious expression.

"Go back. Do what you're supposed to do. If you can't, don't force it."

"A solution has already been found. By the way, it was the person I want to show you who solved it."

Saying that, Qin Boyuan didn't wait for the old man to speak further, placed the video in his hand on the nearby table, and turned to leave.

"I've left his combat video here for you. If you're interested, you can use it to pass the time."

"Bang."

The soft sound of the door closing echoed, and a moment later, a sigh seemed to ripple through the quiet room.

However, the sound was too faint, as if the sigh hadn't even happened.

"Pass the time?"

The old man got up, his hunched back seeming to straighten a bit, but it quickly bent again.

Looking at the old man with his messy white hair, he seemed to be only in his fifties, not very old at all.

At least, there weren't many wrinkles on his face.

A long, slender finger extended, touching the item Qin Boyuan had just left.

A projection-like image lit up in the dim room.

It was Jiang Yuan's performance in the first round of the martial arts assessment.

Outside the door, Qin Boyuan looked at the light emanating from the room, a smile curving at the corner of his lips.

Let Teacher be my thank-you gift for your help this time.

However, for you, Teacher, this small gift doesn't seem to be enough.

Qin Boyuan looked up in the direction of the East Sea, and in his eyes, the scene of that tragic battle seemed to appear.

Teacher, and you four.

I will break through the world where they reside!

...

...

"See, Mu Qianshan, I told you if you didn't mess things up, I alone would be enough!"

Early the next morning, after arriving at school, Nezha's words from yesterday kept replaying in Jiang Yuan's mind.

Nezha's occasional excited remarks were like a small knife piercing his chest.

However, fortunately, Jiang Yuan had mostly gotten used to it by now.

After all, upon closer thought, what Nezha said was indeed correct.

In fact, the thirtieth level of the Dream Tower could have been cleared before the martial arts assessment began.

Nezha's strength was sufficient, especially with the addition of the Wind Fire Wheels.

Similarly, after those small Skill Cards were created, Jiang Yuan's self-protection ability also greatly improved.

Without Nezha needing to be distracted to protect him, it was naturally a string of continuous victories.

It was precisely because of this that when he challenged the thirtieth level of the Dream Tower that day, Jiang Yuan decided that he wanted to fight alongside Nezha.

The final result...

He failed.

The reason for the failure was that the various Skill Cards Jiang Yuan used, due to being ill-timed or used at the wrong moment, affected Nezha.

They even severely hindered him.

This was what led to the failure of that day's battle.

Jiang Yuan sighed helplessly; this was indeed his own problem.

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Yuan stopped acting after Nezha made his move during the later martial arts assessment.

He preferred to watch rather than act, precisely because he was afraid of affecting Nezha.

Only before Nezha charged forward would Jiang Yuan use Skill Cards to attack or restrain the opponent.

"You, you left a message yesterday and just ran off, leaving me there alone!"

"Hehe, isn't it because you're more powerful and can handle that kind of situation?"

Upon hearing Mu Qianshan's voice, Jiang Yuan quickly turned his head, attempting to curry favor.

However, Mu Qianshan was immune to Jiang Yuan's [Flattery] skill and launched a combination punch of [Taunt] plus [Sarcasm]!

"The champion, I'm not as powerful as you."

After Mu Qianshan finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and sat back in his seat.

"By the way, I was going to make a card for you, but since that's the case, forget about it."

Jiang Yuan chuckled to himself, then turned his head and deliberately said to Mu Qianshan.

"What card?"

As expected, as soon as Mu Qianshan heard that Jiang Yuan was going to make him a card, he was instantly tempted and quickly turned to Jiang Yuan, asking.

"Not angry anymore?"

"Angry about what? I was never angry with you, alright."

After Mu Qianshan rolled his eyes again, Jiang Yuan finally spoke.

"A Skill Card, but I'm still thinking about which specific one to make."

"Skill Card?"

Mu Qianshan was stunned for a moment.

What kind of Skill Card did he need?

"Alright, let's not talk about it for now, the exam is about to start. We can talk after the exam is over."

Jiang Yuan did not answer Mu Qianshan's question, stood up, and walked towards his examination room.

He indeed wanted to make a Skill Card for Mu Qianshan.

After all, Mu Qianshan had too few attack methods, not to mention his attack strength wasn't high.

With the boost from a Skill Card, Mu Qianshan's combat power should also improve.