Chris's body also grew dramatically, reaching two meters three.
Although in terms of body shape, he may not be as good as James before his transformation, but in terms of momentum, he is not inferior at all, and even wins.
The two behemoths collided brazenly, and a circle of clear concussion patterns appeared in the surrounding air.
"How can he transform?"
"James can transform into a werewolf because his ancestor has the blood of a dire bear. Could it be that this guy's ancestor is a dragon?"
Paul was completely astonished and speechless.
James took two or three steps back, while Chris took seven or eight steps directly back.
James was very shocked. After transforming into the bear form, instead of widening the gap in strength, it actually narrowed it.
The dragon's roar spit out a foot-long sword light, which was held in Chris's hand, dazzling with brilliance.
"Fighting skill, Domineering Splitting Slash!" James held the large broad knife with both hands and raised it high above his head.
This knife was originally prepared for his transformation, so it now fits his body shape very well.
Threads of gray air flow rolled over the blade, exuding a strong and sharp aura.
There was a burst of flying sand and rocks all around, and the rocks that were slightly closer were crushed into powder by the strong pressure.
"That guy is crazy, he actually used that trick!" Paul's expression changed, and he couldn't help but worry about Chris.
Chris flapped his wings and flew in the air, his eyes unwavering, not at all afraid of the opponent's fighting skills.
Dragon Roar flew out of his hand and floated beside him. Accompanied by the loud dragon roar, a silver fighting spirit dragon circled above.
"A weapon that can release fighting skills on its own?" Paul was already numb. He had seen too many incredible things from Chris, but he was still surprised.
You should know that after a knight releases his fighting skills, the remaining fighting spirit in his body will interfere with the next time he accumulates momentum.
In other words, the same fighting skill cannot be released twice in a short period of time, which is the so-called skill cooling period.
But magic has no such problem. It is common for magicians to cast dozens of fireballs in one go.
"Super sure kill, two dragons playing with pearls."
This is Chris's own skill, which combines two Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms with an exploding fireball to have triple power.
James held up the knife and rushed towards him, with a hint of madness in his eyes.
"Go." Chris pushed forward with his palm, and the two fighting spirit dragons intertwined and flew forward against the exploding fireball.
"Boom!" Accompanied by a deafening explosion, a powerful shock wave spread in all directions, and the fire cracked, burning the earth red.
The building stones in the ruins flew up with a "click", rolled into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
Mandapao and everyone else watching the battle retreated one after another.
If they were accidentally involved, the damage would be enough to make them drink a pot.
When the storm dissipated, James was lying in the pit like a dead dog, his body stained red with blood, his skin covered with bloodstains, his eyes were dull, and drool overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
The four nobles who were watching the excitement couldn't help but feel a biting chill in their hearts. When Chris glanced over, they stepped back in fright, shook their heads and said, "Don't care about our business."
"Hmph!" Chris removed his dragon form and came to Manda and Paul, "Let's go!"
In fact, Chris was at the end of his rope. James in the bear-man form put a lot of pressure on him, and now there is only a trace of magic and fighting spirit left in his body.
But the cards that should be there still need to be there.
At least Chris gave those people the impression of being powerful and invincible.
"You are so awesome." Paul gave a thumbs up and kept saying words of praise.
Fortunately, I didn't force the dragon-blooded horse this afternoon, otherwise he would have ended up as miserable as James.
However, it's not my style to grab them head-on, so it's not a big problem.
Paul led the way, guiding Chris and Manda forward.
When they were far away, the four nobles hurried over and helped James up.
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Paul and the three of them came to a relatively luxurious restaurant. The lobby on the first floor was magnificently decorated and very stylish.
"How do you feel here?" Paul asked with a smile.
Chris said approvingly: "Very good."
"Of course, this is the most luxurious hotel in the entire Nebula City." Paul patted his chest proudly.
"Master Paul, what can I do for you?" A waiter hurried over.
"Prepare a small private room for me and bring us some of our specialties."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
This is Paul's own property, and now that the boss is here in person, the service he enjoys is absolutely top-notch.
They were led to a private room on the third floor. In the middle was a large round table made of rosewood, surrounded by five chairs made of the same material. Various landscape paintings were hung on the walls, making it quite atmospheric.
Paul sat in the front seat opposite the door, while Chris and Manda were on both sides, forming a triangle.
Not long after they sat down, the waiter brought out plates of hot dishes.
The color is bright and the fragrance is attractive. It can be said that it has both color and fragrance.
"Come on, let's all eat." Paul picked up the knife and fork and put a piece of foie gras into his mouth.
Chris and Manda took action one after another.
"This is our store's signature dish, honey-glazed foie gras, sweet but not greasy." Paul introduced gushingly, "This salt and pepper steak is my favorite, and I have loved it since I was a child."
"The boiled bullfrog is also amazing. It contains our family's secret recipe, combined with eighteen techniques, to enhance the delicious flavor to the extreme."
Chris tasted all the ten dishes on the table, and he had to say that the taste was quite good, much better than Mrs. Ellen and the chefs in Mott City. After all, this is the heritage of the Earl family for hundreds of years.
Chris secretly decided that after the development order returned, he would open a Chinese restaurant in Mote City. It was a five-thousand-year-old food culture that was absolutely unrivaled in the world.
The three of them were all knights, and their appetites were astonishing, and the food on the table was quickly finished.
"Next, let me show you something good." Paul took out a jar from under the table.
Manda waved her hands repeatedly: "We don't drink."
"It's not wine." Paul opened the lid, and the aroma of grapes filled the whole room. "I got this from the royal capital with great difficulty. Most people can't buy it even if they don't have any connections. They say this thing is called grape jam. Now
It is very popular in the royal capital now, please try it quickly."
Paul took out a clean spoon, scooped the grape jam onto the bread, and put it on the plate in front of Chris and Manda.
However, the two of them did not take action yet.
"Why don't you eat it? It's delicious."
Manda said: "We in Mote City also have some, and we have eaten enough."
"This grape jam is produced in my territory. I have enough to eat."