During this period of time, Holyward remained in the boxing ring in Dell City.
He is a superpower, and his superpower is to communicate with various creatures and acquire the abilities of the creatures.
It is precisely because of his special abilities that he is most interested in various powerful creatures.
Divine dragons are naturally on his radar, especially those of the Simon family.
In a sense, the Simon family has similarities with his powers.
It was through communicating with the dragon and gaining its abilities that the dragon warrior became a rare strong man in the world.
The difference is that he relies on innate abilities, while the Dragon Warrior relies on the contract of blood.
The Shenlong of the Simon family is an anomaly in the Western world, because the original form of the Shenlong comes from Eastern China.
Holyward's abilities are not unlimited. If he wants to obtain the ability of a certain creature, he must first be stronger than the creature itself to achieve it.
Facing the Shenlong himself, it would be impossible for Holyward to use his innate abilities, and he would even most likely suffer backlash and die.
Therefore, if he wants to obtain Shenlong's abilities, the only feasible solution is to obtain the Dragon Balls.
Holyward is extremely desperate to get the Dragon Balls.
Because of his special powers, he already has a life cycle that far exceeds that of ordinary humans.
But even so, he already felt death approaching.
His life is heading toward death step by step. He doesn't want to die. The only thing that can save him is the powerful dragon.
If he fails, his life will come to an end.
The distance between the Dell City Boxing Stadium and the Simon Family Manor is no more than five kilometers, and this distance is still within the range of Holyward's perception.
Although he has never been to the Ximen Family Manor, he can still feel the changes in the dragon's aura with his own talents.
He felt that the dragon ball was gradually maturing and perfecting, and it was only one step away from being ready.
Late that night, Holyward, who had closed his eyes to relax, suddenly opened his eyes. He, who had always been indifferent, seemed very excited.
He jumped up without thinking and grabbed his staff.
"Monsell, take me to find the dragon ball and go to the Simon family's manor."
Munsell, who was Holyward's assistant, immediately started the vehicle and sped towards the Simon family estate.
His heart is extremely urgent. The dragon ball has separated from the dragon's body, and he must get it in his hands as soon as possible!
At this time, in the ancestral house of the Simon family manor, Yang Haoran stood next to the dragon statue and exhaled a long breath.
Around the dragon statue, seven oil lamps were lit.
The dim flames were fluttering in the wind and seemed likely to go out at any time.
Dorella looked at all this with confusion and blurted out: "Mr. Yang Haoran, what are you doing?"
"It's just a small formation. It's used to deceive Tianji. It should be more than enough to use on that bad guy.
You'd better get out of here quickly, it's going to get very dangerous soon.
If my guess is right, that guy will be here soon."
Dorela did not doubt Yang Haoran's words and quickly left her ancestral home.
At the same time, I am also very worried that this time my ancestral home may suffer!
Yang Haoran did not leave. Although he didn't know who would come this time, he was definitely a ruthless person.
It is definitely unrealistic to deal with him with the Dragon God's wrath alone. If necessary, we can only take action personally.
The Simon family's manor has never been closed since the contract was signed with Yekarina.
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Holyward was so excited that he was shaking all over, his feeling for the Dragon Ball was too strong!
"Dragon Ball, my Dragon Ball!"
As if mad, Holyward rushed to the second floor of his ancestral home with a staff in hand.
But his body shook violently, with a look of shock on his face.
"Asshole, who did this? Who is lying to me?"
The dragon ball is still within the dragon's head, and it is indeed not far away from the ripe fruit, but it is not completely separated after all.
It is the most dangerous time to take the Dragon Ball at this time, and you will definitely suffer the most violent attack from the Shenlong itself.
So, Holyward stopped moving forward. He could wait for decades, so what was the point of waiting a little longer?
He would not rashly take the Dragon Balls, that kind of behavior would be tantamount to taking chestnuts out of fire.
There was a sound of applause, and Yang Haoran walked out of the darkness.
Holyward's spirit was shaken. He pointed his staff at Yang Haoran, and the poisonous snake entrenched on it was spitting out a message.
"Are you that Chinese? Is this all your fault?"
Yang Haoran said with a smile on his face: "Looking at your age, it's best not to be so angry, as you may die suddenly.
But I see you looking like this, you really won’t live much longer.
If you want to get the Dragon Ball, shouldn’t it be used to extend your life?”
Having been poked in a sore spot, Holyward became furious.
"Damn it, if it weren't for your destruction, the Dragon Ball would have already fallen into my hands. If you ruined my plan, I will kill you!"
Holyward, who looked already old, suddenly seemed like a different person after he finished speaking.
The staff in his hand fell towards Yang Haoran's head, making a whistling sound.
"This is simply the logic of a robber. You obviously want to seize other people's things, but you still do it as a matter of course. Who gave you the courage?"
Yang Haoran teased, but he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy. This old guy is a bit weird.
Sure enough, Yang Haoran had just dodged Holyward's staff.
Suddenly feeling a sense of danger coming, Holyward actually took off his staff and threw it out.
Then a cloud of black mist burst out, and the entire staff turned into a giant python with black scales.
A strong fishy smell assaulted his nostrils, and the black python opened its bloody mouth and bit into Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran hurriedly stepped back, but was still bitten by the python on the corner of his clothes.
There was only a stabbing sound, and Yang Haoran's shirt was suddenly torn into strips.
Before Yang Haoran could stand firm, Holyward had already pounced on him.
His palms turned into sharp eagle claws and clawed at Yang Haoran's chest.
Yang Haoran exclaimed and hurriedly backed away, but there were still a few blood marks on his chest.
"Chinese people, you have to pay the price for your actions, go to hell!"
Yang Haoran frowned, this guy really had some strength.
Fortunately, Yang Haoran was already prepared and stamped his foot on the ground.
He shouted: "Old Long, if you don't take action, I won't care!"
As Yang Haoran finished speaking, there was a sudden loud noise on the second floor of the ancestral house.
With a flash of golden light, the Wrath of the Dragon God flew out from behind the dragon statue.