"You won't admit it? Just now, my four pieces suddenly became three. Don't tell me this has nothing to do with you!"

Tilting his head to avoid the spit from Ethan Green, William Carter let out a gentle sigh. "You really are shameless."

Never expecting the other party to turn the tables, Ethan Green was left speechless in his astonishment. Then he heard William Carter say seriously, "With the gap in our chess skills, even if it was two against four, you would still lose for sure. So you secretly removed one of your own pieces and then falsely accused me, trying to muddle through the game. Think about it: the board is yours, the pieces are yours, so if anyone was going to cheat, it would obviously be easier for you... Such shameless tactics, even as a commoner I find them disgraceful. And you, as a blue-blooded noble, are truly the most despicable of your kind. What, glaring at me like that? Is it because your scheme was exposed and now you're furious out of embarrassment?"

The always elegant and composed scion of the Lin family finally lost his temper. Ethan Green felt a surge of rage, his vision turning red, wishing he could tear the person from Penglai in front of him to pieces.

"I—I'll beat you to death, you shameless scoundrel!"

Roaring, Ethan Green suddenly swung his fist!

Chapter 4: oh~my~precious~

Dreamweavers possess the most wondrous power on the continent. The art of Dreamweaving, which turns dreams into reality, allows Dreamweavers to surpass all other professions and attain supreme status.

Whether it's a mighty warrior, a thief lurking in the shadows, or a Penglai martial artist with mysterious heritage... anyone, as long as they are human, is limited by their physical body. No matter how strong a warrior is, he can't tear steel apart with his bare hands; no matter how swift a martial artist, he can't cross a hundred meters in a single step or walk on air. Yet Dreamweavers can use the power of dreams to make the impossible possible.

However, even the most powerful Dreamweaver is no different from an ordinary person when first learning Dreamweaving. Dreamweaving is not a skill that shows immediate results; its power only becomes apparent after reaching the entry level at the very least.

In other words, the group of new students still in their apprenticeship, who haven't even completed the Awakening phase, once a fight breaks out, have nothing to rely on except their two inexperienced fists... Therefore, even someone from a noble blue-blooded family like Ethan Green can only launch the most primitive charge with a roar.

But Ethan Green wasn't so blinded by anger that he chose violence without reason. In his view, coming from a noble family, with good nutrition and education, he was naturally superior in physique. Though he appeared a bit thin, he was still half a head taller than the commoner across from him. Not to mention, he had received training from a martial arts master, making him much stronger in close combat than the average person.

He swung his fists with apparent ferocity, but his footwork was light and agile. In the blink of an eye, he circled around the wide dining table and charged at his opponent.

Then... he realized that the target he had been locked onto had suddenly disappeared. In front of him was only a group of wide-eyed, bewildered onlookers.

Startled, he hurried to a stop, but for some reason his foot caught on something, throwing off his balance. Ethan Green, completely confused, crashed into the crowd ahead, tumbling to the ground in a most undignified manner. Before he could get up, he heard an angry shout from not far away.

"Those bastards from Class One are starting a fight! Brothers, let's get them!"

Struggling to his feet, Ethan Green was shocked to find that everyone he had knocked over was from Class Four. Before he could explain, someone kicked him hard in the rear, sending him flying forward to crash into the Class Four students again—this time, even his nose started bleeding.

"Those bastards from Class Four dare to fight! Everyone, get them! Beat them up!"

Another furious shout came from somewhere, so loud that dust began to fall from the cafeteria ceiling. The deafening roar completely ignited the already volatile crowd.

"Beat those bastards from Class One!"

"Class Four cheats at chess, beat them up!"

In an instant, the scene became uncontrollable.

Students from Class One and Class Four had long harbored deep grudges. Today, as they watched the representatives of both classes battle it out over Tower Chess in the cafeteria, their emotions rose and fell with every move on the board, laying the groundwork for what was to come... Until finally, Ethan Green started a fight with William Carter, was ambushed by someone, and with those two inciting shouts, there was no way the day would end peacefully—a brawl was inevitable.

Hair pulling, eye gouging, wild punches... The so-called genius Dreamweaver trainees, before mastering Dreamweaving, fought no differently from ordinary kids. Over a dozen students from Class One and Class Four tangled together in a fierce scuffle, dust flying, looking utterly ridiculous.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Some of the girls watching screamed themselves hoarse trying to stop the chaos, but for twelve- and thirteen-year-old boys, the shouts of the opposite sex only made their blood boil even more, their bodies twisting more fiercely, their wild punches swinging even harder.