Rebirth of the Prime Dragon Master
Chapter 315 Get Drunk Before The Final Competition

"I apologize for keeping you hanging on for a long time!" Rocky said and arched his hands to thecrowd after treading on the audience platform. His eyes looked blurry as if he was a little unsteady.The congregation was taken aback, and they all thought automatically, “What? He is late for theultimate competition just because he had indulged in some liquor?"

Still, what made them even more shocked was Uriah. They saw that it had recovered from its injurysuffered in the morning. What a powerful self-healing ability it had!

Marin got up instantaneously and dashed to Rocky. She furrowed her brows and mumbled to himfuriously, "Did you indulge alcohol?"

"Yes, just a little,” Rocky replied tipsily as his face was full of smirk. He beamed like the cat that gotthe cream.

"What the hell are you doing? Aren't you apprehensive that you have a competition in theafternoon? It's not straightforward for you to get into the third round of the competition. How canyou consume alcohol at such a crucial juncture? It's hard to believe you..." Marin whispered andgnashed her teeth. She seemed to be so vehement.

"Are you worried like a cat on hot bricks that I will lose the competition?" Rocky asked and looked atMarin with his eyes blurred. Marin's pulse stopped. The passionate moments when Rocky's lipspressed on hers that day came back to her mind. Suddenly, she found it hard to sustain her poise,and her face flushed.

"If you fail, I will teach you an excellent lesson!" Marin groaned and swiftly walked back to her seat."Marin, are you okay?" Isis asked with great concern for her cousin. She instantly detectedsomething was awry when she paid attention to her blushing face.

"Oh, I'm fine. Don't get worked up!" Marin repudiated as she shook her head fast as light. Yet, Isisfelt that her cousin was not feeling quite well. It was as if she had done something guilty.

He who knows speaks last. Isis, became more doubtful and thought involuntarily, You areconcealing something from me. I have never come across such a conduct from you. You look likeyou are engrossed in something. Perhaps something has transpired between you and Rocky."Although it seemed not obvious, her frown got even more profound. She then drove her attentionto Rocky, who looked under the influence of liquor.

"Hey, brat, though you use liquor as your crutch to aid your prowess, you are still not my match!"Dunn immediately had the audacity to declare, although he was also perplexed by Rocky's behavior.He was sure of himself because he thought that since Rocky got drunk like that, he was only seekingfor a crushing overthrow in the coming competition. If Rocky was intoxicated to play an array ofdrunken fists, he might do it relatively well. However, if he was about to lead a battalion under sucha condition, it would merely make his army more perplexed. And without doubt, he would lose toDunn within a few moments.

At that moment, Rocky tilted his head and had direct eye contact with Dunn with a drunken grin. Ashe turned back, his initially blurry eyes suddenly reflected a touch of bright light. Someone whorecognized this abrupt transition would notice that this wasn't a man under the influence of alcohol.When Lance saw Rocky got drunk before the competition, he sculptured his brows and his eyesflickered a hint of puzzlement. His thoughts came to a screeching halt, a slight crease across hisforehead, which was the sole signal indicating that he was trying to figure out what game Rocky wasplaying. With such a suspicious mind, he instantly said to Rocky and Dunn, "If you both are ready,let's launch the final round of the competition now! Since Rocky was first to get the red spiritualcrystal in the second round, he has the priority to decide to be the attacking party or the defendingparty!"

Everyone drove their consideration to Rocky. They all thought that the defending party was moresecure and convenient and that Rocky would prefer it.

"I choose the attacking party,” Rocky replied at once. Once again, the crowd's jaws dropped.

They exchanged stunned glances with each other, the sparks in their brains, desperately trying toconnect the dots, but instead just causing a short circuit. They thought wildly, “Rocky has alreadytransgressed the boundary and broken a taboo by getting himself drunk before the final round.Now he has the guts to choose the attacking party. It was indisputable he wasn't sober at all!“What's on his mind now?" Isis contemplated with great bewilderment and frowned. According toRocky's previous performance at the Army Flag Contest, she was informed that he hadcomprehensive knowledge about the two parties’ advantages and disadvantages on the battlefield.Despite that, he chose the attacking party. This made her more puzzled.

In the interim, Marin looked even more annoyed compared to Isis's reaction. The sole thing thatcrossed her mind was that Rocky was fiddling around and did not take heed of the competition atall! She was disillusioned with him.

The only man who maintained his composure and placidity was Lance. He only fixed his attentionon Rocky as if he was drowning in a particular thought.

When Dunn heard that Rocky selected the attacking party, he felt it was totally way out of hisassumption. At the same time, he had an increment of poise and determination as he hadconcluded that this time he would carry the day! As long as he conquered Rocky at the third roundof the competition, he would automatically be promoted to the Frontline Commander. By then, hewould be enchanted and hold his head high in front of all the congregation.

In a twinkle of an eye, Rocky and Dunn took their own spirit-manipulated beasts and walkedtowards the competition area from the side of the audience platform.

The two teams with 30 spirit manipulators in each group were eagerly waiting for them there. All ofthem were well-prepared to attend the coming competition. Although the strength of these spiritmanipulators ranged from fourth to eighth grade of the Mortal Stage, the average power of the twoteams was equal.

After Rocky and Dunn each selected a team, they began to make preparations for the competition."Hey, brat, you are bound to lose this time. I didn't expect that you would pave the way for me to bethe defending party. Even if you are given twice the time, you and your team can hardly break mydefense,” Dunn said provocatively when he led his spirit manipulator team and stopped by Rocky.Rocky remained silent as a grave. He just nodded to Dunn and walked towards a different directionwith his spirit manipulator team.

In the meantime, Lance was standing at the front of the audience platform, with his hands on hisback. Watching the two spirit manipulator teams enter the battlefield.

"Father, is this Rocky really drunk, or pretending to be drunk?" Isis went to his father and poppedthe question.

"What's your opinion?" Lance didn't respond but popped another question.

"I think he is probably exaggerated to be intoxicated. This guy has constantly been good at playingdumb. He may have deliberately gotten drunk to make Dunn baffled and defeated," Isis speculatedslowly.

"But, if he is pretending to be intoxicated, why would he prefer the attacking party? Logically, in theplot that two parties’ strength was corresponding, the defending party will be in a further auspiciousposition than the attacking party,” Lance questioned directly.

"Well..." Isis hesitated and was befuddled. She couldn't will her lips to move. She also found thewhole situation quite weird. The further she mulled it over, the more her brain became a spinningtop, always replaceing more questions than answers. Then, she grumbled unhappily, "Maybe he is reallydrunk. Sheridan must have dragged him to drink!"

"It doesn't matter if he is intoxicated or not. The most fundamental fact is whether he can win thecompetition in the end... But unless he possesses an ingenious strategy in mind, succeeding thisoccasion will be like drawing blood from a stone!” Lance said, composed and firm. It was once in ablue moon to see Lance be so negative about Rocky's triumph. Lance was cognizant that Dunn wasan exceedingly formidable challenger. Rocky was not in his best condition and to add salt into aninjury, he even chose to be the attacking party. This caused the situation more disadvantageous tohim. No matter how special Rocky was and how Lance had applauded him before, he had noslightest chance to dominate the battle, let alone break Dunn's defense and win the flag.

Even Lance had the above opinion clinging in mind. It was no wonder that those commanders andofficers were less optimistic about Rocky.

The third round of the competition was officially inaugurated, after Rocky and Dunn led theirrespective spirit manipulator teams into the competition field.

Thirty minutes or so later, the first report of the competition was delivered to Lance. Yet, the contentof the report made everyone on the platform stunned.

"What did you say? Rocky and his team members were having a barbecue party in front of thedefensive line? He is really horsing around!" Isis said with a bemused stare. The situation was bothridiculous and agitating.

Marin was also brewing a little anger like tea in a pot. The other commanders and the officers wereshaking their heads and sighing. It was a hard pill to swallow to imagine that such a severe andsignificant competition was merely regarded as a funny game by Rocky.

Lance was mute and had no emotions. He felt that Rocky went overboard. His sunken eyes could tellitall.

Under the cool shadow of several big trees, Rocky and the thirty spirit manipulators gatheredaround several campfires. They were conversing, chuckling, and having a big barbecue party. Thefire was roasting the meat of the wild animals they had captured from the nearby forest.

"This place is really a good place for a barbecue party!" Rocky howled as he was biting the meat of abig thigh of an animal. His laughter exploded, not a chuckle, or a smirk, but blissful, whole-heartedlaugh.

Encouraged by their leader, the other spirit manipulators were also biting the roasted meat withgrins on their faces. They had thought that the battle would be intense. On the contrary, they foundout it was totally out of their expectation! On the one hand, they didn't have to fight against theother team; they could also enjoy themselves at the barbecue party. They had no slightest clue thattheir attitudes had spawned so much turmoil. It was unlike a battalion to dare pull such a stunt in asignificant confrontation. It was just unbearable.