Soron sneered:
"I'd say stop dreaming, give you five years, and if you can beat me, I'll step down on my own, and let you have Lady Olivia."
"I don't want it, one of the four Knights under the King, I dare not touch."
"Pfft, as if you could win... go train, and besides, apart from the thirty-three people in the Top Class, manage the training for the two hundred and ten official team members in the base too, your training results are really good, Dean Vera can't stop singing your praises."
"Heh, why don't you just give me the job of head instructor too?"
"Sure, you can also take on all the training tasks for the five hundred and ten new students that just joined."
"Forget it."
After some bickering, Rod turned and walked toward the main training ground.
Seeing Rod—of a similar age to them—approaching, the legs of these elite students, who had stood out from tens of thousands through numerous selections, turned to jelly, some girl students even plopped down onto the ground.