Sesame_Cookies

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. 
In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. 
The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered.
Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. 
They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors.
However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. 
Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. 
Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky.
The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." 
As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear...
[Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

On the other side of the arena, four combatants engaged in a fierce battle, none appearing particularly skilled.

The fight had been raging for about a quarter of an hour, with no sign of ending among the four—two fistfighters against a swordsman and a knifeman.

One of the fistfighters, clearly growing impatient, yelled at the knifeman who kept swinging at him, "Back off! I don't want to fight you."

"Ha, you probably just realized you can't beat me," the knifeman retorted, his blade moving even faster, a sneer forming on his lips.

"Kneel before me, and I might let you off..."

The word "kneel" seemed to particularly enrage the fistfighter, who didn't wait for the knifeman to finish speaking.

He launched a punch that connected squarely with the knifeman's face.

The force and speed of the punch were evidently of a high standard; the knifeman, lacking the ability to dodge, was immediately knocked down.

Chapter221-A Cruel World