NOVEL NEXT Chapter 322 Lance, Stop Hitting My Real Dad!
Bronze Giant Dragon Melbourne felt like he had been duped by Golden Giant Dragon Austin, who said that Duke of Holy Blue's strength was average and that he could transform into a giant dragon, but couldn't maintain the dragon form for a very long time.
Strength average, yet the Duke of Holy Blue could ignore all his attacks?
Dragon form couldn't last for long, but how long was this "long"?
A few minutes?
An hour?
Or four to five hours?
The most important point Austin, the bastard, had failed to mention was that when the Duke of Holy Blue turned into a dragon, his dragon body's strength was comparable to that of pureblood dragons.
No!
The strength of the dragon body was damn stronger than that of his, a pureblood dragon's body, by no small margin.
He was a metal giant dragon, whose dragon scales looked smooth and even at first glance, but in reality, each scale on his body had a protruding point in the middle, giving him a certain advantage when colliding with other pureblood dragons.
Compared to his pureblood dragon, the strength of another's dragon body would be at risk of shattering scales during a mid-air collision.
Just now, when he collided with the human Ancestor of the Sword transformed into a Black Dragon, his dragon body hadn't suffered the slightest damage.
In close combat, the human Ancestor of the Sword even dared to charge at him head-on with his dragon body, with immense force.
Being hit by the transformed Black Dragon felt like being hammered by a three-hundred-meter-long iron hammer.
"I don't believe your fake dragon body can be stronger than my pureblood dragon!"
Melbourne roared, his breath becoming even more ferocious than before.
He grabbed Lance's dragon fist with his dragon claw and used his ferocious head as a ram, smashing it into Lance's head.
Lance, too, abandoned part of his rationale, and also used his head as a ram, colliding violently with Melbourne's head.
The void crackled.
The moment the two dragon heads collided, they tore a tear in the void.
The enormous recoil forced their heads apart.
Melbourne roared again and struck Lance with his dragon head.
Lance opened his mouth and breathed dragon's breath, while at the same time kicking Melbourne in the belly with his dragon body, sending him flying.
"You wanted to compare the strength of our dragon bodies, right? Come on! Keep fighting me up-close! Let me see how long you fake dragon can keep it up!"
Melbourne tore through Lance's dragon breath with a dragon claw and punched towards Lance.
This time his dragon fist collapsed the void in its wake, and dozens of bronze arrays appeared on his fist.
Lance sneered, "As you wish."
He swung his fist to meet the attack, and dozens of gold arrays also appeared on his dragon fist.
Boom—
The moment the gold dragon fist and the bronze dragon fist collided, the sky they were in tore apart, and gold and bronze energy engulfed the area.
From a distance, the chubby little observer trembled. How could this human... be so strong?
He was sure his father was fighting seriously now, and still, he hadn't quickly defeated that human...
Strength that rivals dragons...
"Not bad in strength, but... if this is all the strength you have, it truly doesn't do justice to your previously aggressive demeanor."
The moment the fists collided, Melbourne was sent flying backward.
Lance blew away the gold and bronze energy storm with a breath, chased after him, spun around, and delivered a sweeping kick to Melbourne's neck, striking him directly to the ground.
Dust billowed on the ground.
Lance, still in the air, stabilized his dragon body, positioned his dragon claw above, and a black and red Thunder Array began to form in his palm.
One after another, black thunder orbs shot out from his palm, piercing through the dust like bombs, mercilessly bombarding Melbourne.
Melbourne, struck onto the ground, kept roaring. He couldn't believe he, a pureblood dragon, was being dominated by a human.
Melbourne flapped his wings and soared, dodging Lance's thunder barrage while quickly closing in on him.
Another Thunder Array appeared in Lance's other dragon claw, and he used both dragon claws like cannons, relentlessly bombarding Melbourne.
Not giving Melbourne a chance at close combat.
He wanted to vent the negative emotions and violence that he had been suppressing through this battle.
Indeed, the words Melbourne had said in the villa had provoked him.
Black Dragons were notoriously ill-tempered.
Now in Black Dragon Form, his heart was filled with malice, his violence at maximum.
He could only release a little; he feared that if he let it all out, he might accidentally kill the Bronze Giant Dragon.
Angry as he was, he didn't want to kill one of his own kind.
Melbourne, furious but still rational, chanted a curse, causing numerous bronze walls to appear around his space.
He used his will to control the bronze walls, blocking Lance's thunder barrage.
Damned Austin!
Why didn't that ass tell him that the Duke of Holy Blue could also use Thunder Magic?
No chanting of curses, continuously unleashing Thunder Magic of such intensity, the human Ancestor of the Sword... he wasn't just a Sword Cultivator but also a Mage!
A dual cultivator of magic and martial arts!
A Druid with dual cultivation?
No wonder the human Ancestor of the Sword said he could live for three thousand years.
"Human, now you only dare to attack me with magic? Not brave enough to fight me head-on? Where has your mockery of my courage gone?!"
"I'm acting this way for your safety; you're a lot weaker than I thought, head-on combat, I fear I might accidentally kill you."
"Then I want to see whether it's you who kills me, or I kill you!"
"Bronze Temple—Suppress!"
Above Lance's head, a huge Bronze Temple appeared.