Ancestral Dragon Qi

"ROAR!!"

A terrifying dragon roar shook the winds and clouds across all of Dragon Island. Everyone turned toward the waterfall, and many young people hurried over.

Zhou Tong, who was facing off against the purple dragon, also keenly sensed that something was wrong. Footsteps were approaching from every direction?

There are people on this mountain? And they're so uninhibited, utterly unafraid of the dragons on this island? Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Tong's mind.

However, the purple dragon before him would not give Zhou Tong any chance to act.

After their dragon roars clashed, it was clearly at an absolute disadvantage. It then charged straight at Zhou Tong.

Its purple body traced a graceful arc through the air, like a violet speck crossing a vast expanse of sky before lunging in to attack.

Yet Zhou Tong showed no fear. The instant the purple dragon closed in, he leaped into the air. Rather than retreat, he advanced directly toward it; then, just as he drew near, his body abruptly changed direction midair. With a slight twist, his green crocodile-like tail swept out and lashed toward the purple dragon.

"Smack!!"

A crisp sound rang throughout the valley. Zhou Tong landed steadily, but the purple dragon's head had been struck hard by his tail. Its body tumbled through the air before crashing heavily to the ground, carving a long trail across the earth.

At the same time, a horrific wound appeared on the purple dragon's cheek. Zhou Tong's blow had flayed it open, even cracking several of its purple scales as blood streamed forth.

After all, this was merely a newborn young dragon. Its combat skills were surely no match for Zhou Tong's. With just one move, Zhou Tong had taught it a harsh lesson.

*What a pity... I'm a newborn baby too.