'Does the appearance of one dragon shadow really mean he barely qualifies? That he can't become the chosen one?'
'If that's the case, then what's the point?'
Ming Lin was completely bewildered. 'Recognition? Chosen? It seems this is just the preliminary screening, and Su Chen's single dragon shadow isn't even enough to qualify for the next stage.'
The atmosphere immediately grew heavy.
But just then, Ming Lin's eyes shot wide open, and he shouted, "Look!"
Everyone, lost in their own thoughts, subconsciously looked toward the crimson cloud and mist. A look of astonishment appeared on their faces in unison, as if they were witnessing something utterly unbelievable.
The crimson cloud, which had previously been circled by only a single small dragon, suddenly began to fluctuate violently. Several dazzling, crimson cracks of light split across its surface.
Then, a second small, crimson dragon abruptly coalesced.
And that wasn't all. A third one immediately followed!
