The second layer of black-red Dragon Scale exposed by the Red Iron Dragon quickly opened and closed, trembling, and instantly turned crimson and scalding hot like glowing iron. The surging heat waves gushed out from the seams of its Scale Armor, dispelling the chill left by the Silver Dragon’s attack.
Old thing, it’s my turn!
The Silver Dragon’s smile shifted to Galos’ face. He took a deep breath and opened his dragon’s mouth at close range, a brilliant, dazzling fla that even made the Silver Dragon feel threatened, biting fiercely, his whole body as hot as a branding iron, causing waves of pain in the claws holding onto the Red Iron Dragon’s head.
The Silver Dragon imdiately wanted to distance itself.
But it was restrained by Galos’ dragon horns that pierced its claws, limiting its movent. When it withdrew its claws and retreated, Galos’ Dragon Breath was about to burst forth.
Boom!
The Destructive Dragon Breath surged violently like a cannon, the blazing torrent striking the Silver Dragon’s crossed defensive arms at close range, pushing its large and agile body inch by inch into the sky.
When the Dragon Breath dissipated.
The Dragon Scales on the Silver Dragon’s arms had completely turned the color of molten tal. Its shoulders, chest, and even face had splotches of the sa scorched red, with steam rising as the alternating heat and cold created a massive vapor cloud around him, distorting the surrounding air with the intense heat.
The Fire Elent damage restrained the Silver Dragon; its whole body burned with scorching pain, baring its teeth.
Yet, the Silver Dragon’s expression beca more relaxed.
"Such a powerful Dragon Breath, the little one has exhausted his power, next it’s ti to beat him up hard."
The Silver Dragon had just thought this when the roaring crackle of electricity filled its ears.
Crackle! Crackle!
After Galos expelled the Destructive Dragon Breath, sending the Silver Dragon skyward, when his breath ran out, he promptly entered an intense state.
Boom!
A golden Dragon Shadow, like lightning, tore through the dense steam and appeared before the Silver Dragon before it could react.
Level 3 Dragon Qi activation!
Enhanced Claw Strike!
Thwack! Thwack!
As golden lightning combined with black-red Dragon Qi, his claws alternately struck the Silver Dragon on the head.
With the scattering of broken scales, the sudden surge in power from the Red Iron Dragon made the adult Silver Dragon see stars and feel dizzy, unable to react montarily.
If it was a mature White Dragon, this blow might have left it sprawling.
Enhanced Tail Strike!
The scales of the Dragon Tail clashed, transforming into blades and spear tips, swelling several tis more than before. As the sharp body suddenly twisted, Galos’ tail swept across the Silver Dragon’s chest, leaving a long bloody mark among a flurry of sparks.
The ripping pain from its chest cleared the Silver Dragon’s head.
Furious, it raised its claws, seizing the gap in the Red Iron Dragon’s attack to counterattack.
Reflexive Evasion!
The Red Iron Dragon preemptively used combat skills, instinctively dodging left and right, avoiding all the slightly sluggish attacks of the Silver Dragon.
The next instant.
He again pounced toward the Silver Dragon.
Dense golden lightning surged on his head, neck, and back, with black-red Dragon Qi entwining his claws and tail.
Enhanced Claw Strike!
Enhanced Tail Strike!
Dragon Wing Slash!
The Red Iron Dragon instantly turned into a fierce weapon of war. Claws, Dragon Wings, Tail... launched continuous high-frequency attacks.
In one fierce assault.
Like a violent storm, it poured down upon the Silver Dragon.
The sound of clashing tal and gut-wrenching tearing filled the air.
In just a few hurried breaths, the Silver Dragon was covered in wounds, no longer retaining its forr grace. Its once shiny and beautiful scales were shredded and tattered.
Galos held nothing back, squandered his Dragon Qi.
In a short ti, his Dragon Qi was nearly exhausted.
At the sa ti.
The Silver Dragon’s wings shook, glowing brilliantly, as veins of light resembling branching trees or cracking ice erged from its scales, extending over its wings.
Imnsely thick magic energy churned violently within its body.
Chill began to spread, ice crystals appeared in the air from nowhere.
At this point, it was no longer just using its body to fight.
It was urgent.
It was truly urgent.
Galos’ gaze flashed. Upon realizing this, he decisively retracted his wings, containing the intense lightning and the remaining slim amount of Dragon Qi internally.
"No wonder you’re the most powerful Silver Dragon in the Border Area!"
The voice of the Red Iron Dragon rumbled through the valley, "I’ve put my all into it and only managed to leave a few scorch marks on your scales. I lost this match!"
He knew when to stop, and admitted defeat before the Silver Dragon could launch another round of attacks, then moved closer to the Red Copper Dragon mother and daughter.
Watching Galos shout and move towards them, the tip of Red Copper Dragon Selena’s tail couldn’t help but twitch a few tis, making her burst into laughter.
She gradually understood why Little Deborah was so smitten.
This Red Iron Dragon was indeed interesting.
Strong as a storm when in power, daring even to challenge an adult Silver Dragon, yet knowing when to yield, without dragging things out when conceding.
From what Little Deborah said, he was also good at guessing riddles, and willing to play riddle gas with the Red Copper Dragon.
"An excellent Mixed-blood Dragon with the potential to guide towards goodness and order. Deep down, Adri should reluctantly acknowledge him."
Red Copper Dragon Selena thought.
Among the Dragon Race, in the end, it’s power that speaks. The Silver Dragon proposed a duel not just to vent his anger, but also to test the bottom line of the Red Iron Dragon.
Inherently excellent and powerful, one can earn respect wherever they go.
Otherwise, everything else is empty talk.
Under the gaze of his mate and children, the Silver Dragon hovered in the air in silence for a long ti, finally letting out a laughter that sounded like tallic friction, showing a free and easy deanor, with the bone-chilling coldness dissipating.
He folded his wings and slowly descended before Galos.
"You sure know when to advance and retreat."
The Silver Dragon said with a chuckle, lifting a massive front paw to press on Galos’ shoulder, the elegant Dragon Claw now heavy as a mountain, crushing the Black-Red Scale Armor into fine cracks.
"This old thing is up to no good when he smiles, while a cold expression is actually his norm."
"Composed, elegant, noble... the words describing Silver Dragons in the legacy, I haven’t seen them in him."
"White... White Dragons might not be, but other adult dragons who have lived for centuries, their minds are mostly mature."
"Facing such a dragon, I need to be more serious and cautious. Just now I was truly careless, actually being misled by the Silver Dragon; luckily, he also has the pride of the Dragon Race, effectively fighting with both arms tied."
Galos felt the increasing weight of the pressure on his shoulder, silently thinking.
He felt the stereotypes of the Dragon’s Legacy were strong, the reality being that while they might approach the legacy’s image as a whole, in truth, each dragon has its own, distinct personality.
For instance, the Silver Dragon before him.
When he first showed goodwill, revealing a smile, no longer looking cold.
Galos truly thought he had let go, not expecting it was a deliberate attempt to relax his vigilance, finding varied reasons for sparring.
If not for the Silver Dragon keeping his status in mind and setting prerequisites that limit Magic-like Skills and professional skills.
Galos might have suffered this ti.
"The first adolescent dragon to make bleed in lee combat in several hundred years is you."
The Silver Dragon ’laughed’ as he spoke.
"To et you is better than hearing of you. Deborah’s admired father is truly extraordinary, Lord Adri, I’m glad we get along amicably. Sparring with a dragon like you, I’ve gained much."
The Red Iron Dragon broke free from the Silver Dragon’s heavy claw, with a similarly radiant smile.
If soone unaware of the context saw this, they would probably think these two dragons were chatting happily, appreciating each other, enjoying themselves, getting along very well.
At this mont.
The Red Silver Dragon approached Galos, unable to hide his joy, cheerfully saying, "Galos, you’ve made my father embarrassed, you’re truly amazing!"
Although he admitted defeat, in the eyes of the Red Silver Dragon, he was the winner.
The Silver Dragon’s eye muscles twitched violently.
"No, no, I’m still far from it."
"It’s all thanks to Lord Adri’s rcy; otherwise, I wouldn’t have survived a single move."
"Being able to inflict harm was because I was too tense, unable to control my strength. I wasn’t wounded much because Lord Adri was calm and far superior to ."
The Red Iron Dragon humbly praised, without continuing to rub salt in the Silver Dragon’s wounds, instead offering an out.
This dragon whelp... actually isn’t that bad?
After hearing the Red Iron Dragon’s words, the Silver Dragon suddenly thought.
Have I been biased against him?
He reflected on his own issues.
However, when he noticed his daughter’s gaze completely focused on the Red Iron Dragon, the slight favor that had just sprouted instantly froze—an old father’s jealous anger always needs an outlet.
"Deborah’s trouble for ."
The Red Iron Dragon thought to himself.
Under normal circumstances, he might have gained the Silver Dragon’s favor, but now the situation is obviously abnormal, with the Silver Dragon’s old father being jealous, and Deborah occasionally stimulating him to his face, ordinary ’dragon taming’ thods are practically useless on him.
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