First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System-Chapter 101: Dragon Instinct

Orion didn’t reply. Still calmly walking forward.

He flung out his wand. "[Gale Lance]!"

A spinning spear of wind spiraled toward Orion’s chest.

In that moment, Orion’s body bent backward like a spear, letting the attack skim past his face with barely an inch of movement. And in that moment, it felt as if time froze across the entire arena.

A spinning spear of compressed wind had come within a hair’s breadth of piercing his chest, but he swayed—no, flowed—out of its path with the reflexes of a predator who had already seen it coming. His black hair blew back from the sheer force of the spell brushing past his face.

Gasps erupted all around the crowd.

"He didn’t block it—he just dodged it?!"

"That was a Tier 1 spell... how the hell did he move like that when he hasn’t even enhanced himself with any spell?"

Aeron’s smirk faded, replaced by a deep frown. His fingers tightened around his wand as he cast another spell and then shouted, "Tch! [Wind Spikes]—Double Cast!"

Two piercing darts of compressed spinning air launched from either side of his body, while a third spell formed behind him with a twist of his free hand.

Orion’s gaze flickered, his senses locking onto Aeron’s minor movements.

He felt it all before Aeron even finished casting the spells. The trajectory, the pressure, the gaps between each attack—it was as if he could read the flow of mana itself.

Just as Aeron cast the spells and they were about to hit him, Orion moved. One step forward and shifted his shoulder. A slight tilt of his head. And distancing his feet from each other.

All three wind attacks missed completely, brushing past his figure with such closeness that students thought he’d been hit—until they saw him standing tall in the aftermath, utterly unharmed.

"Wh—what the fuck is that?!" someone cried from the crowd.

"How the fuck is he even dodging?? It’s like he already knows where the spells will come from."

Instructor Viren’s eyes behind his glasses gleamed sharply. "His reaction speed is too fast. It’s better than some Tier 3 Awakeners I’ve seen."

Another instructor standing beside him whispered, "No, it’s more than that. His reaction speed isn’t just fast, it’s inhumane. His instincts... they’re on another level."

Emilia stared from the side of the arena. Her gaze locked onto Orion’s back as he moved. His entire aura seemed to have changed. Long gone was his carefree air. The only thing that remained was the deathly calm of an apex predator.

’His fighting style... it’s not refined. He hasn’t trained for long. But... those dodges... they are terrifying. He moves more relying on his instincts than his mind.’ She tightened her grip on her spear. ’This isn’t a fluke. He’s already won relying solely on that absurd reaction speed.’

Aeron felt his throat go dry.

Each spell he launched, Orion weaved through it.

Each trap he prepared, Orion avoided it like it didn’t exist.

’What is he?! Why can’t I hit him?!’ he screamed internally, panic setting in. Sweat beaded down his temple. ’Did I... mess up by challenging him?’

Orion finally stopped walking.

His gaze locked onto Aeron with unblinking intensity.

And then he moved.

No warning. No spell casting. No flashy sword style.

Just a blur of motion as he stepped into striking range and swung his sword down—not with the blade, but with the blunt backside.

Aeron instinctively cast a wind barrier, but Orion’s movement twisted at the last moment. His sword dipped beneath the shield with precise control and snapped upward—striking the joint of Aeron’s shoulder with monstrous force.

CRACK!

A sickening sound echoed across the arena. "AHHHH!!" followed by Aeron’s scream as he was flung sideways. His wand flew from his grasp as he crumpled on the ground, clutching his arm in agony.

Silence.

Then the instructor raised his hand.

"Match over. Orion Helstrom wins."

The crowd erupted, half in stunned admiration, the other half too overwhelmed to even cheer.

"D-Did he... slice his shoulder?"

"No, you blind idiot. He hit him with the blunt side of the sword."

"And yet he broke the shoulder of a Tier 1 mage while not having an affinity rune??"

Arya exhaled deeply, her heart pounding. She didn’t know whether to cheer or worry. "He... really is something else."

Emilia narrowed her eyes. Her lips parted slightly as if to speak but stayed silent.

Aeron lay twitching, unable to even rise due to the pain.

On the other hand, Orion exhaled and began to suppress his Dragon’s Instinct again. He knew it would be troublesome if he didn’t suppress it quickly and someone came to disturb him at this moment.

The world regained its original color, but Orion felt as if he just got half-blind.

Shaking his head, he turned and walked off the platform without so much as a glance toward the defeated Aeron.

[Master, that was so cooooooool~! You destroyed him without even trying your best! (ﾉ≧∀≦)ﾉ]

Orion inwardly shook his head. ’I did go all out. The only thing I didn’t use are my treasures. I have no other card except my Dragon Instinct for a direct clash.’

[Hmm... and from the looks of it, your physique is already stronger than that of a Tier 1 Awakener. But we still don’t know where your limit lies. (・・ ) ]

’We’ll find that out later. For now...’ he trailed off as he walked down the arena. The students parted before him like waves before a ship and he soon came to stand in front of Arya.

"Didn’t I say that I would take care of it?" he smirked and playfully said.

Arya eagerly nodded her head. "Yes, you were amazing there."

Even Emilia’s eyes held faint hints of admiration seeing how Orion dominated a higher-ranked Awakener so easily.

Arya tilted her head at Orion curiously. "Seriously though... what’s with that? Did you go through special training as a kid? Like some kind of battlefield upbringing or something?"

Orion chuckled and scratched the back of his head. "Let’s just say... I have a few tricks up my sleeve."

[Hehe~ And by "trick" you mean "I am a True Dragon Emperor which gives me absurd reflexes?" right, Master? ٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶]

’Let me keep some mystery, Lumi.’

Arya looked at him suspiciously but didn’t press further. "Well, mysterious or not, you just made your name more famous in the eyes of those nobles—again."

Orion nodded. "Anyway, what’s next? I doubt we’re done for the day."

Arya blinked, then clapped her hands lightly. "Oh! The first lesson is about to begin."

"Oh? Are we finally going to take classes?"

She grinned. "Yeah. Just one formal class today. From tomorrow, we’re allowed to freely choose which subjects and lectures we want to attend based on our focus. But this first one’s mandatory. It’s on the fundamentals of Elements and Affinity Runes."

Orion’s eyes flashed with interest. "Finally what I wanted. That would be quite useful for me."

"Oh, it will be," Arya said, turning and leading the way back toward the main building. "They’ll teach how Affinity Runes can be formed, how elements behave inside the Sea of Consciousness, and the proper method to control their growth. Most people never get this information from regular tutors."