Chapter five hundred and eighty-six admit defeat for freedom
"If you can defeat him, I will open my treasure house and let you choose three items at will." Just as the young feathered dragon was about to leave, a demiplane of the blazing god A was hidden above the arena.
Rudyba spoke. It was absolutely right to seduce a dragon with treasure.
"You really let me choose?" The young feathered dragon became interested and raised his head and asked. The thirty-eight-winged feathered dragon has no interest in fighting, but it will not avoid fighting.
"Of course, the premise is that you can defeat him!" Aludiba pointed at Muria. Of course he knew about the power of the hate dragon. He had been "lucky" to fight the feathered dragon in heaven.
"No problem!" The thirty-eight-winged feathered dragon directly transformed into a white rainbow and entered the ring. But as soon as it entered, a series of divine chains of laws appeared from the air and fell into its body, suppressing its strength and its proximity to the light.
of extreme speed.
"You actually have to suppress your strength." The young Yulong muttered, slightly dissatisfied. It hated being restrained.
The character of the Thirty-eight-Winged Dragon is elusive and changeable. They are addicted to wandering and live in no fixed place. They like to be solitary and never stay in the same place for too long. They yearn for freedom and like to travel among various worlds.
travel.
"What a fast speed!" Muria looked at the Yulong with a solemn look on his face. When the speed reaches an extreme, it becomes invincible. No attack can hit them, and it can't even catch up with them.
"Bang!" The battle had just begun when a huge crash sounded. Muria, who had already picked up the Nebula Chain, looked at the thirty-eight-winged feather dragon with strange eyes on the clean and tidy ring, holding his head and rolling with tears in his eyes.
This is painful.
Muria saw everything just now clearly. After this feathered dragon entered the ring, it tried to shuttle through space. This was its innate ability, as natural as breathing for a mortal.
But because the space has been reinforced by the Blazing God and the Dragon King, it is impossible to break through without the strength equal to theirs, so it is like an ordinary person hitting an iron wall without any precautions.
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Yulong rolled pitifully on the ring for a while, and then slowly flew up. During this period, Muria did not make a single attack. He was not done with victory.
He also wants to subdue others.
"Are you ready?" Muria asked with a smile. The Nebula Chain in his hand was already ready to move. It and the Sun-Chasing Spear were aimed at enemies that had extreme speed and were difficult to catch with Muria's vision and mental strength.
Cast.
"唳!" The feathered dragon made a strange cry. It didn't sound as rich as the roar of a giant dragon, but had an ethereal feeling like the cry of a bird.
Then its body turned into a white rainbow and shot towards Muria. Because Muria's eyes couldn't keep up with its speed, the Yulong was just a ball of white light in his eyes.
This little hateful dragon was so reckless that he used his body as a weapon and slammed into Muria. He was so fast that he had no time to defend himself and hit him directly. Then, he crashed into the light wall at the edge of the ring.
superior.
"Cough!" Muria instantly suffered double injuries. A mouthful of golden blood spurted out, and his body was shocked internally. No matter how strong the internal organs were, they could not compete with the muscles and bones.
Although the Yulong has a dragon body that matches its extreme speed, it does not feel comfortable with such an impact. Muria is too hard for it. At least at this stage, it cannot tear Muria apart.
Asian armor.
"Bastard!" With just one impact, Muria suffered more injuries than before combined. How could Muria endure this? He grabbed a piece of hair next to the battered Yulong's ear.
With one wing, he swung the Nebula Chain and wrapped it around its body, then took out the Sun Chaser Spear and stabbed it into its body.
Just like a needle pricking cowhide, Muria felt a huge blockage while holding the Sun Chaser Spear. He only pierced a short length of it. The strength of this dragon's body was beyond imagination.
The pain of being pierced caused the Yulong to let out a sharp cry, opened its beak that was not much different from that of a bird, bit Muria's arm holding the Sun Chaser Spear, and slammed it down.
Muria's huge body was rotated by it and smashed onto the ring. Fine white stones scattered in all directions. Muria created a huge crater with a radius of three hundred meters, but just as the feathered dragon let out a proud roar.
At that moment, Muria pulled one end of the nebula chain wrapped around his arm, pulling Yulong along with him and smashing him down onto the ring.
Ang! After seeing this feathered dragon landing, Muria transformed into the form of a dragon, let out a roar, rushed forward, and began to engage in the most direct and primitive melee combat of dragons. It was bloody and cruel, full of a sense of violent beauty.
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Pure white feathers were flying like a blizzard, but Muria was hit by the feathered dragon so much that she vomited blood, and the ground was soaked in hot dragon blood, which looked extremely cruel.
The two giant beasts were engaged in a fierce close combat fight in the ring, causing the ring that was like a small floating land to tremble constantly, with cracks constantly appearing and then healing. If this was in the small material world, it would be a world-destroying event.
Level disasters, natural disaster level earthquakes, thunderstorms, hurricanes, and sky fires are just the embellishments of the battle between these two giant beasts. The energy aftermath of each collision between them can form a natural disaster that is enough to destroy a city.
Compared with this feathered dragon, Muria doesn't have a slender tail, and its body size of only over a hundred meters not only does not have an advantage, but is at a disadvantage. Fortunately, although the feather dragon shocked Muria a lot
He vomited blood for several times, but could not break through Muria's armor defense, which made Yu Long crazy.
"I give up and won't fight anymore. Please let go of my wings!"
When the sky clears up after the rain, the fresh and refreshing smell pours into Muria's nose. This is the smell of Yulong's body. It smells very good. When he heard Yulong's words, Muria was slightly startled, then slowly opened his mouth and let go
The wings that were bitten by him were revealed, and the bloody dragon tooth marks on them were clearly visible.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Muria asked differently.
"That's right, fighting you is too frustrating for the dragon, so I won't fight." As a feathered dragon that likes to fly, he was actually entangled with chains by another dragon and dragged to the ground for melee combat. This fighting method is
Yulong hated it deeply.
This arena is too friendly for it. The "narrow" space has no room for it to show its speed. There are too many restrictions, and it doesn't like it very much.
"Okay, let's continue fighting if we have a chance!" Yulong was unhappy, but Muria was very happy. It had been a long time since he had encountered a dragon that could compete with him in close combat, so he was naturally happy to see him.