Within the arena, Long Lin rode his Thorn Dragon King through the air.
Behind him, two Dragon Kings pursued relentlessly.
The two Dragon Race contestants were the Crimson-Eyed Earth Dragon King and the Volcanic Dragon King.
The Crimson-Eyed Earth Dragon King excelled at the Berserk Technique and Earth and Stone Manipulation.
The Volcanic Dragon King, meanwhile, excelled at lava-attributed dragon breath.
In terms of attributes, both Dragon Race contestants had ways to counter Long Lin's Thorn Dragon King.
It was just that the two Dragon Race contestants lagged somewhat behind the Thorn Dragon King in speed. They had been stuck chasing it and had no time to unleash powerful attacks to finish it off.
Riding the Thorn Dragon King, Long Lin fled for his life while turning back to watch the attack trajectories of the two Dragon Race contestants.
"Dodge down to the left, the lava dragon breath is coming!" Seeing the Volcanic Dragon King behind them preparing an attack, Long Lin hurriedly warned the Thorn Dragon King beneath him.
The next instant, a fiery-red stream of lava dragon breath sprayed toward the Thorn Dragon King like a jet of water.
Fortunately, Long Lin had predicted it in advance, and the Thorn Dragon King dodged its vital areas in time. It only suffered a few superficial burns, which did not affect the battle.
But if they kept running like this, when would it ever end?
As the injuries accumulated bit by bit, there would eventually come a moment when even the Thorn Dragon King could no longer endure.
Long Lin then received word that another companion had been killed by a Dragon Race contestant, making him even more irritated.
"Trash, you're all fucking trash! You can't help at all."
The Ancient Dragon Clan had already been at a disadvantage. Now