Super Dragon Cultivation System

Jie Ge returned to the Office with an excited expression on his face. He could not help but sing a little tune.    

The Holy Roland Academy of Magic and Martial Arts is about to reach glory. I can also show off to others. Hahaha!    

When Zhang Xing returned to the dormitory, the sky was already dark. Zhang Xing entered the island and looked at the small fish in the fish pond. The small fish were swimming happily, chasing and toying with each other.    

Some were resting quietly, while others were eating small shrimps.    

Not bad, this was a completely natural breeding method.    

Black Treasure was still meditating. When Black Treasure reached the Fourth Rank, the door of inheritance in his memory opened. Only after he had completely digested the information about the First Rank would he go and play.    

After walking around once, Zhang Xing left the Divine Dragon Island. There were still a few wolves that he had captured last time. This was enough for Black Treasure to eat for the next few days. It looked like he didn't need to go out tonight.    

A slight breathing sound suddenly came from outside the dark door. If it wasn't for his mental energy reaching a very detailed realm, he wouldn't have been able to notice this anomaly.    

The door to the dormitory was a magic lock that was made by the academy. Other than the administrators and the people in the dormitory, no one else could open the door.    

At this moment, the door quietly opened from the outside, revealing a small gap.    

Zhang Xing immediately became alert. Seeing such a thing in the middle of the night was very scary.    

He pretended to be sleeping and snored. However, he was highly focused.    

After a few seconds, the crack opened a little wider.    

After hearing the sound of sleeping soundly inside, a black shadow flashed in.    

There was no moonlight outside the window, but Zhang Xing could vaguely see that the person's face was covered.    

The black shadow slowly approached the bed. Zhang Xing could roughly tell that this was a middle-aged man.    

He sneaked into Zhang Xing's dormitory at this late hour. He was definitely not a good person.    

After all, as the Devil Martial Academy, the two doors of the dorm needed a special key to open, unless you destroyed the magic lock.    

This person was able to enter unimpeded without being discovered. He must be a member of the inner circle of the Devil Martial Academy. Who could he be?    

The black shadow looked at the sleeping Little Zhang Xing and quietly stretched out his hand to grab him.    

"Little bastard, do you think you are safe by hiding in the academy every day?"    

"You hit Young Master Glen. How can you sleep peacefully without paying a price?"    

"I'll cripple your cultivation level, I want to see if the academy will still keep you!"    

"At that time, Second Young Master and the young master can punish you however they want. No one will care."    

The black shadow thought as he grabbed Zhang Xing's cephalo-.    

"As long as I pinch it lightly, the genius in everyone's eyes will immediately become an idiot!"    

"No one will suspect who crippled him. Everyone thinks that he went berserk while cultivating and caused a mental breakdown."    

A cold light flashed in the black shadow's eyes. He was about to use a magic that could cause one's mind to be in disorder.    

However, he suddenly realized that his movements had slowed down. The distance between his palm and the cephalo- had suddenly become endless.    

Furthermore, the magic that was just a step away from forming seemed to be dissipating.    

What was going on?    

The black shadow wanted to retract his palm to take a look, but he saw an extremely shocking scene.    

Time seemed to have slowed down by a few hundred times. His palm was not under the control of his brain at all. His palm was even slowly shrinking back.    

He began to feel fear.    

If he still didn't know that he had been struck by someone else's Pace Slowing Arts, then he wouldn't be worthy of being Intermediate Magic Scholar.    

When he looked at the bed again, it was already empty.    

The black shadow was in a panic. He quickly gathered the devil strength in his body and silently chanted the Exorcism Arts in his heart.    

Zhang Xing ignored him. He calmly walked to the window and opened it.    

He stuck his head out and looked down. He thought, this castle like dormitory is a very tall concrete building. If he falls down, he will have a serious concussion!"