"Pretending to be mysterious!"
Third son of Dragon family spoke, unable to suppress a cough.
But he knew very well in his heart that once he coughed, it would expose his current state, which was extrely dangerous.
In a duel between experts, skill is crucial, but so is ntality.
However, the man with a completely altered face did not speak but continued approaching with a wooden stick.
"Heh, have you been following for a long ti?" The third son sneered, standing at ease with arms crossed, a disdainful tone: "Useless, following for so long only to dare strike now, you truly aren’t worthy to be my opponent."
He wanted to anger the other party and establish dominance.
"Are you trying to anger ?" The man spoke, his voice made the third son feel extrely familiar.
"You are..."
Suddenly, the third son’s mind was a bit muddled, he couldn’t rember.
Who could it be?
As his gaze fell upon the stick, the third son exclaid in surprise: "You are... Steve Dragon?"
"You still rember ." Steve Dragon spoke lightly.
His tone carried no human emotion, more like a killing machine.
"You..." The third son initially feigned composure, but now suddenly panicked.
At a loss.
He was very surprised.
"Curious why I’m not dead?" Steve Dragon emitted a strange laugh, sending chills down one’s spine.
"I survived a great calamity because the heavens wanted to give a chance to kill you!" He pointed the stick at the third son, speaking spitefully: "You’re right, I’ve followed you for a long ti, until you got hurt. Third Lord, I know you, I am aware of how much skill you still possess. Between you and , isn’t this unnecessary?"
Speaking, he continued advancing.
"Steve Dragon, I think perhaps there’s so misunderstanding between us?" The third son was indeed shocked that Steve Dragon hadn’t died, and by the looks of it, he was here for revenge.
At this crucial mont, understanding why Steve Dragon hadn’t died wasn’t as important as finding a way to survive.
Steve Dragon was right, he knew very well the third son’s current capabilities.
After fighting fiercely with the top assassin sent by the Dragon family, the third son was indeed badly wounded.
But there’s another issue.
Which is, how much capability Steve Dragon has now.
It appeared, Steve Dragon was seriously injured under the Drizzle Building.
But the third son dared not gamble.
Because the stakes of this gamble were life.
Whoever lost would lose their life.
"Misunderstanding? When I saw you enter the cave, the despair I felt inside, do you understand? Just based on that despair, I must kill you! Third son, you are unjust!"
Steve Dragon’s voice trembled.
His vocal cords seed to have suffered damage.
"At that ti the situation was urgent, I..."
"Don’t make excuses, you just wanted to use our lives to delay the ancestors, while you escape." Steve Dragon’s hand holding the stick trembled incessantly.
"Steve Dragon, you an one of us must die today?" The third son squinted, starting to gather his strength.
His chance was only once, which was to deliver a fatal blow when Steve Dragon was most vulnerable!
Only then could he leave Gonzalez City alive.
Return to the Dragon family, and take down the family head!
Otherwise, he would truly die here.
"Indeed, perhaps both of us die here. But I must kill you, kill you!" Steve Dragon’s hand shook, his anger grew heavier.
"In this state, can I still live? Haha!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Steve Dragon lunged forward, his wooden stick smashing down fiercely!
Crack!
The third son stretched out his hand to block, the arm made a clear cracking sound!
The bone broke!
With one hand, the third son knew exactly how strong Steve Dragon was and had exhausted Steve Dragon’s strength!
The Dragon family’s stick technique, the third son knew very well.
He took a deep breath, channeling all the spiritual power within him to his abdon!
Bam!
Sure enough, Steve Dragon smashed the stick onto the third son’s stomach.
The third son was struck back, collapsing on the ground curled in pain.
"Die!" Steve Dragon leapt up, the stick with great force, smashed down swiftly!
But at that mont, the third son suddenly turned!
With a dagger in hand, he thrust out fiercely!
Thunk!
The dagger pierced Steve Dragon’s heart!
"Boy, I am the family head! Even injured, you’re no match for !"
The third son laughed heartily.
Steve Dragon was finally dead!
He could breathe now.
But suddenly!
Thunk!
A broken half of a stick appeared in front of Steve Dragon!
Pierced both people entirely.
"When I ca, I didn’t expect to live. Third Lord, let’s go together, not lonely."
Steve Dragon finished with a laugh, collapsing onto the third son.
And the third son’s eyes were filled with unwillingness.
As his gaze dimd, only two corpses remained on the ground.
Both sides intentionally exposed flaws.
But the third son’s flaw was to survive.
While Steve Dragon was exchanging life.
So the third son lost.
The mont the third son died!
Under the Drizzle Building!
The dried corpse suddenly began to restore to resemble a normal person.
"Damn it, just a little more! I’ve planned for thousands of years, now it’s all ruined because of this little bit..." Black Dragon gradually restored to the appearance of a normal person, no longer resembling a dried corpse.
He stepped out of the coffin, suddenly shouting!
Boom!
Everyone else fell to the ground.
Turned into dried corpses.
So tiny, inconspicuous red threads connected the dried corpses to Black Dragon.
Black Dragon grew younger.
He extended his hand, flexing his fingers, yet didn’t have a joyful expression.
"Why is this happening!"
"I was about to reach Great Perfection, about to complete my plan. But now... now at the final mont, just needed the last generation, yet this family head died outside!"
All dried corpses turned to ashes, the power returned to Black Dragon.
"Sigh." Black Dragon sighed.
According to his previous plan, he only needed this generation’s family head to co in, and he would beco invincible.
But instead.
This family head died.
Ruining his plan.
Though it was just the last generation, to Black Dragon, he had less than seventy percent power!
That thirty percent was the power that truly made the difference.
However, being able to revive was already considered good.
"Thousands of years, let the world know my na now." Black Dragon laughed loudly, leaping upward!
Boom!
The red turntable was instantly shattered!
The rooftop of Drizzle Building was also breached.
Black Dragon stood atop the building, taking a deep breath.
"Truly delightful! This world is just so beautiful."
He finished talking to himself, suddenly squinting.
Standing atop the building, he saw a black dot in the distance.
This black dot gradually closed in on him.
"Is..." Black Dragon squinted, looking farther.
It was a dragon!
Flying towards here!
Soon, the golden dragon landed atop the building.
"Black Dragon, you’ve revived?" Dragon Kun face was pale, eyes wrapped in white cloth.
"I calculated, you had many years before you were due to erge."
"The plan was expedited because this generation’s family head died." Black Dragon pointed at Dragon Kun’s eyes, curiously asking: "What happened?"
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