Aside from the previous two points, three years later, when Xin Yun graduated, silver would instantly depreciate. If he couldn't take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, Xin Yun would likely have to bury his head in making money again.
Fortunately, life at the Combat Dragon Academy was quite relaxed. There were times outside of class, and as long as he managed his time well, he should be able to accomplish all of this during the holidays. Although it might be tough, it certainly wasn't impossible.
Taking a deep breath, Xin Yun looked toward the Sandfire Dragon in the Sand Valley. Having already made up his mind, it was time to train his combat ability. He knew that the Combat Dragon Academy, true to its name, did not prohibit private duels. As long as you didn't kill your opponent, it was acceptable. It was a circle where the strong commanded respect, and the only way to gain that respect was to possess formidable strength.
