Chapter 1124: One Punch |
TL: GoldenLung
The numerous Higher Dragons present could not help widening their eyes.
In truth, among Intermediate and Lower Dragons, there were quite a few willing to acknowledge a master—because doing so meant the possibility of evolution.
Lower Dragons hoped to evolve into Intermediate Dragons. Intermediate Dragons, even more so, longed to advance into Higher Dragons.
If one could become a Higher Dragon, it would be a meteoric rise. And if the Golden Dragon Princess were to one day become a Dragon Knight, her servant would become a mount dragon.
That was exactly what Yu Jiu was thinking.
So when he was selected as Lan Xuanyu’s opponent for the second match, he was overjoyed. Under normal circumstances, he would never have the chance to become a mount dragon. But now, he saw hope.
That was why, the moment he stepped forward, he did not hesitate to declare his intentions to Lan Xuanyu.
Lan Xuanyu frowned slightly and shook his head. “No need. I do not require any more servants.”
“Even among Intermediate Dragons, I am considered outstanding. Even if I cannot advance to Higher Dragon status in the future, I still have the possibility of stepping into the god realm. Why are you unwilling to accept me as your servant? Am I not more useful than that one from yesterday?”
Lan Xuanyu replied calmly, “This is not a matter of usefulness. Yan Cheng is my first servant, and for now, he will also be my only one. I have no plans to accept another.”
“Do you wish to fight, or—”
Yu Jiu’s expression gradually darkened as he slowly rose from the ground.
He had not expected such a direct refusal. His good mood vanished instantly.
A rare opportunity to become a Dragon Knight’s mount had slipped through his fingers. How could he not feel resentment?
“Your Highness the Golden Dragon Princess,” Yu Jiu said, “your bloodline may indeed be noble. But in terms of combat ability, you may not necessarily be my match. Will you truly not reconsider?”
Yu Jiu’s aura suddenly erupted. The surroundings were instantly illuminated in azure-blue.
His pupils turned vertical. The sharp fangs at his lips gleamed with crystalline light, clearly gathering energy.
“Are you threatening me?” Lan Xuanyu said coldly.
At those words, the Higher Dragons watching from afar simultaneously turned their gazes toward Yu Jiu.
The dignity of the dragon race could not be violated.
Among dragons, bloodline supremacy was an eternal truth.
If a Lower Dragon dared offend a Higher Dragon, once confirmed, even if death were not immediate, its future would be utterly ruined.
Yu Jiu’s eyes shifted slightly. He lowered his head a little and said, “I would not dare. Since Your Highness is unwilling to accept me as a servant, then please allow me to offend you—by challenging you.”
“Very well,” Lan Xuanyu replied succinctly.
In the next instant, Yu Jiu suddenly struck the ground with his head. His four thick legs beneath his abdomen stomped down violently.
A heavy roar resounded across the Rising Dragon Platform as his massive body charged toward Lan Xuanyu.
The surrounding air instantly solidified. A terrifying binding force surged from all directions toward Lan Xuanyu.
In that instant, he seemed to be trapped within a storm vortex, unable to struggle free.
Yu Jiu’s wind attribute was completely different from the wind ability of the lizard dragon Bai Xiuxiu had faced the previous day.
Yu Jiu’s wind was used for binding and suppressing opponents—preventing them from taking flight.
Although Yu Jiu could fly, his heavy body meant that flight was not his strength.
Thus, his combat style was to restrict the opponent’s movement and defeat them from the front.
Lan Xuanyu stood unmoving.
Enormous wind pressure converged from all directions, distorting the surrounding space. Even spatial attribute abilities would be interfered with under such pressure.
Yu Jiu truly was a standout among Intermediate Dragons—far beyond the Lower Dragon Bai Xiuxiu had faced the day before.
The distance between Yu Jiu and Lan Xuanyu had not been great to begin with. Charging at full speed, he arrived before Lan Xuanyu in an instant.
Several Higher Dragons observing the battle frowned.
They did not understand why Lan Xuanyu showed no reaction whatsoever.
Yu Jiu was clearly a power-type dragon. His sharp fangs must possess tremendous destructive force.
Facing such an opponent, Lan Xuanyu should have revealed his true form immediately, or broken through the wind pressure to escape the encirclement before engaging in battle.
But he simply stood there.
Was he being suppressed by the wind pressure? Or did he simply not care?
But he could not possibly not care.
Even the Higher Dragons present would absolutely not wish to be struck head-on by Yu Jiu.
What was the Golden Dragon Princess doing?
All the spectators held their breath.
On the Rising Dragon Platform, only the thunderous sound of the Azure-Blue Elephant Dragon Yu Jiu charging forward could be heard.
The distance between them grew shorter and shorter.
When Yu Jiu’s foremost fang was still twenty meters away from Lan Xuanyu—
Lan Xuanyu moved.
His left foot stepped forward abruptly.
Golden light blazed from his body. Golden dragon scales and the Divine Dragon Armor manifested instantly.
But he did not use the dragon spear.
A golden halo blossomed beneath his feet. Within the halo were magnificent and intricate patterns.
It did not expand outward; it remained only around his body.
At the same time, he let out a long roar.
Roar—
Amid the immense dragon’s roar, a golden dragon head burst forth from his body, nearly as large as Lan Xuanyu himself.
Even so, compared to the colossal body of the Azure-Blue Elephant Dragon, it still appeared small.
That furious roar caused Yu Jiu’s movements to slow noticeably—
Because of fear rising from the depths of his soul.
Not only him.
Even the Higher Dragons watching, though separated by energy barriers, felt their bloodlines stir upon hearing that dragon roar.
Some were suppressed.
Others were struck with instinctive fear.
As Lan Xuanyu roared, his body half-turned, twisted—
And punched.
Boom—
The fist radiating brilliant golden light collided instantly with Yu Jiu’s sharp fang.
In that instant, Yu Jiu’s entire body erupted with dazzling azure-blue radiance, pouring all his strength into his fang.
Yet no matter how intense his light was, it could not compare to the golden figure before him—
That figure was like the sun, suddenly bursting forth with incomparably dazzling and scorching brilliance.
Boom—
A second violent roar resounded.
The first explosion had occurred at the moment of collision.
The second occurred when the two separated.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Yu Jiu staggered backward repeatedly.
With each step he retreated, his sharp fangs fractured further.
Cracks spread not only across the fang struck by Lan Xuanyu’s punch, but also across his other fangs.
The fang that had taken the blow was gradually being forced inward into Yu Jiu’s mouth, on the verge of piercing into his skull.
“Bang!”
A figure appeared instantly behind Yu Jiu and struck his thick rear skull scales with a palm.
With a muffled “pfft,” all six fangs shattered simultaneously.
Yu Jiu let out a miserable scream and collapsed.
That figure was the middle-aged man presiding over today’s match.
He stood atop Yu Jiu’s body, his gaze fixed on Lan Xuanyu.
Looking at Lan Xuanyu, who stood in place slowly retracting his fist, the middle-aged man’s expression was complex beyond words.
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