Myth Card Supplier: Nezha the Third Prince

"What's wrong?"

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

"Nothing. Let me know 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 smiled. Was that all?

He wanted to defeat me again?

Jiang Yuan shook his head, "I haven't decided yet. I'll tell you when I'm sure."

With that, Jiang Yuan left.

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

He didn't have time to play games with Yang Zeyun, spouting nonsense about defeating or surpassing each other.

Too boring.

The Dream Tower's cross-level challenges offered richer rewards the higher the level difference.

Jiang Yuan was already on the verge of breaking through to the late stage of the Star Epoch. He might succeed at any moment.

If he challenged it then, it wouldn't count as a cross-level challenge.

That would be a waste of such good prizes.

Even if he couldn't use them himself, he could sell them for money.

Jiang Yuan quickly arrived at the Dream Tower entrance in the mission center.

After entering the Dream Tower, Jiang Yuan materialized Nezha.

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

"A Yuan, be sure to protect yourself!"

"Don't worry!"

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

Meanwhile, Qin Boyuan had returned to the military camp.

"Teacher, have you been following this year's three rounds of assessment?"

Qin Boyuan arrived in front of a small house and respectfully asked an old man with messy hair in a low voice.

"Why would I follow that?"

The old man was lying on the bed with his back to Qin Boyuan, not even turning his head.

"This year, a very talented young man has emerged, but there's a problem with his fighting style, so I'd like you to take a look at his combat."

Qin Boyuan said directly, his years of military life having rid him of the habit of beating around the bush.

"Fighting style?"

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

"If you're willing, of course you do!"

Qin Boyuan said with a serious expression.

"Go back and do what you should be doing. If you can't do it, don't force it."

"A solution has already been found, and by the way, it was this person I want you to see who solved it."

With that, Qin Boyuan placed the video in his hand on the nearby table and turned to leave without waiting for the old man to speak further.

"His combat video is here for you. If you're interested, you can use it to pass the time."

"Bang."

The sound of the door closing gently echoed, and after a moment, a sigh seemed to sound in the quiet room.

But the sound was too soft, or perhaps there was no sigh at all.

"Pass the time?"

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

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

At least, he didn't have many wrinkles on his face.

Slender fingers reached out and tapped on the thing Qin Boyuan had just left behind.

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

Inside was Jiang Yuan's performance in the first martial arts test.

Outside the door, Qin Boyuan looked at the light coming from the room, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Let the teacher be my thank you for your help this time.

But for you, teacher, this little thank you doesn't seem to be enough.

Qin Boyuan looked up at the direction of the East Sea, his eyes seeming to see the scene of the tragic battle that had occurred.

Teacher, and the four of you.

I will crush the world they are in!

……

……

"See, A Yuan, I told you that if you don't mess around, I'm enough alone!"

Early the next morning, after arriving at school, Jiang Yuan's mind was still filled with what Nezha had said to him yesterday.

Nezha's occasional excited words were like small knives stabbing him in the chest.

But fortunately, Jiang Yuan had mostly gotten used to it.

After all, thinking about it carefully, what Nezha said was indeed correct.

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

Nezha's strength was sufficient, especially after adding the Wind Fire Wheels.

Similarly, after those small skill cards were made, Jiang Yuan's ability to protect himself had also improved a lot.

Without Nezha having to distract himself to protect him, he naturally won every battle.

It was because of this that when challenging the thirtieth level of the Dream Tower that day, Jiang Yuan decided that he and Nezha should fight together.

The final result…

He failed.

The reason for the failure was that Jiang Yuan's various skill cards, due to being untimely and poorly timed, had affected Nezha.

Even seriously holding him back.

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

Jiang Yuan sighed helplessly. This was indeed his problem.

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Yuan didn't take action after Nezha did during the martial arts test later on.

He would rather watch the show than take action because he was afraid of affecting Nezha.

Only before Nezha rushed up would Jiang Yuan use skill cards to attack or restrain the opponent.

"You guy, you left a message yesterday and ran away, leaving me alone there!"

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

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

However, Mu Qianshan was immune to the [Curry Favor] skill used by Jiang Yuan and launched a combination punch of [Taunt] and [Sarcasm]!

"Champion, I'm not as good as you."

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

"Speaking of which, I was planning to make a card for you, but if that's the case, then forget it."

After Jiang Yuan chuckled, he turned his head and deliberately said to Mu Qianshan.

"What card?"

Sure enough, as soon as Mu Qianshan heard that Jiang Yuan was going to make a card for him, he was instantly tempted and quickly turned his head to ask Jiang Yuan.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"What's there to be angry about? I wasn't angry at you anyway."

After Mu Qianshan rolled his eyes again, Jiang Yuan said.

"A skill card, but I'm still thinking about which one to make specifically."

"Skill card?"

Mu Qianshan was stunned for a moment.

What skill card did he need?

"Okay, let's not talk about it for now. The exam is about to start. Let's talk about it after the exam."

Jiang Yuan didn't answer Mu Qianshan's question, got up, and walked towards his examination room.

He was indeed going 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 blessing of a skill card, presumably Mu Qianshan's combat power could also be improved a bit.