The Almighty Dragon General

"Jacopo, you came so quickly!"

Jaime was slightly stunned. Then, he immediately rushed forward excitedly, hugging the handsome young being. He jumped up and down, thrilled like a happy child. With a yelp, Jaime was pulled by the ear by the handsome young being, his face contorting in pain.

"Jacopo, it hurts!"

"You little rascal," the handsome being said sternly. "All the contestants for the Wyrth Selection have already entered the arena. Why are you still here messing around? What trouble are you up to now?" With his ear still being pulled, Jaime quickly waved his hand in surrender. "I-I participated, I really did!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly handed over a shimmering token to the handsome being.

Seeing this, the handsome being looked shocked. "The Marciais Token?"

He snatched it, releasing Jaime, and began to inspect the token meticulously.

"It's real," Jaime said nervously. "Jacopo, I truly earned the Marciais Token and secured a spot in the finals. I don't need to enter the arena now."

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exchanged a glance and smiled warmly. Indeed, this was

off an intimidating presence that could shake one's soul. This temperament and cultivation base were clearly not achieved through mere elixirs or training in a dojo but were honed

this really our son?" Thea transmitted her voice

little rascal is much more adept than I was. Since we left the myriad realms, he has participated in over eight hundred thousand battles. Half of those

powerhouses, who had a higher cultivation base and longer training, fell at

eyes widened in shock, and she suddenly blurted out, "This

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mouth, looking

astonished.

a glance at Thea, Jacopo turned his gaze away and then said to Jaime, "Don't