“Mr. Yuchamore’s true potential sure is a well- kept secret.” Angus sighed lightly. The spectators on the podium were wonderstruck as they focused intently on the golden dragons in the air.
Jared was the only one grimacing as if in pain. The Power of Dragons within him was pulled toward the soaring golden dragons, beckoning him to throw caution to the wind and join them.
He wished to unleash the Power of Dragons and transform into a dragon to accompany those of his kind in their flight. Alas, he couldn’t possibly do so in public.
Otherwise, he’d be attracting even more unwanted attention if more of his secrets were exposed. He was still not powerful enough to stand against any of the Eight Major Secret Realms.
It was with desperation that he tried to suppress the restlessness within him. Someone among the crowd cried out, “Look! Mr. Yuchamore is raising the bell hammer again!”
Everyone’s mouth was agape while Quindon’s aura rose constantly. His expression turned grave as the bell hammer hung in mid-air. He was getting ready to strike the bell for the fifth time. But it was evident that it took him more effort than before as there was some hesitation.
If he failed to make the Dragon Bell chime, he would be injured by the recoil. After a noticeable amount of time had passed, Quindon gritted his teeth and struck the bell with all his might.
The Dragon Bell’s melodious peal rang out across the plaza. Quindon was satisfied at that and flung the bell hammer to the ground. The entire plaza was illuminated by the glow of the five golden dragons soaring in the air.
Not a sound escaped the gaping audience as they witnessed the breathtaking display. Quindon smiled as he leaped from the bell tower and landed on the podium.
“Mr. Yuchamore, you sure are a man of hidden prowess!” “Mr. Yuchamore, with how easily you managed to strike the bell five times, I’m certain your could handle one more strike with no problem.”
“Mr. Yuchamore, be sure to remind your subordinates to go easy on us at today’s match!” The leaders of many of the prestigious families sucked up to Quindon on the podium. Quindon waved his hand. His gaze swept across Sigwin, who looked down and felt his face burn in embarrassment.
“Mr. Yuchamore, you are truly impressive to have struck the bell five times. We, old folks, could never accomplish such an undertaking.”
“We’d better commence the conference since it’s getting late.” Angus knew he and Sigwin would end up suffering even more humiliation if they tarried. further and urged them on. Their pride could still be salvaged if they maintained their performance during the match.
“Since Mr. Green is in such a hurry, we’d better begin. Inform the disciples of the secret realm to prepare to enter the arena!” Quindon inclined his head. “Hold on!” Jared interjected.
Everyone’s focus was shifted back to Jared as they wondered what he was planning. “Is there an issue, young lad?” Quindon was ticked off. “Mr. Yuchamore, didn’t you say anyone can strike the Dragon Bell? If that’s the case, I would like to try.”
“You?” Quindon was nonplussed. The rest of the audience clamored disdainfully. “Dream on, Jared! Have you forgotten you’re but a Third Level Spirit Replicator?” Kayden taunted him loudly from below the stage. “You might not even make it to the top of the bell tower. What’s the point of wasting your time?” Quindon added.
“How would I know if I don’t give it a try? Have you forgotten that you had said everyone could give it a shot?” Jared remained unperturbed.
