Lance's Father, Don't Beat Up My Real Father Anymore!

Bronze Dragon Melbourne felt he had been tricked by Golden Dragon Austin, who said that Grand Duke Saint Blue was of average strength and could transform into a dragon, but could not maintain the dragon form for long.

Given his average strength, how could Grand Duke Saint Blue ignore all of his attacks?

The dragon form can't be maintained for long. How long is "how long"? A few minutes? An hour? Or four or five hours? Most importantly, that bastard Austin didn't tell him that when the Grand Duke of Saint Blue transforms into a dragon, the strength of his dragon body is comparable to that of Pure-Blooded Dragon.

Wrong!

The strength of the dragon's body is much stronger than that of his Pure-Blooded Dragon body.

He is a metal dragon. The scales on his body appear to be flat and smooth, but in reality, each scale has a protruding point in the middle, which gives him an advantage when colliding with Pure-Blooded Dragon.

His dragon body was not as strong as that of Pure-Blooded Dragon, and if they collided in the air, his dragon scales would be at risk of shattering.

He just collided his dragon body with the black dragon that the human Sword Ancestor had transformed into, but it couldn't cause any damage to his dragon body at all.

In close combat, the human Sword Ancestor even dared to deliberately ram him with his dragon body, with tremendous force.

Being hit by the black dragon that the human Sword Ancestor had transformed into felt like being struck by a giant Iron Hammer over three hundred meters long.

"I don't believe that the body of this fake dragon can be stronger than that of Pure-Blooded Dragon like me!"

Melbourne roared, its aura becoming even more ferocious than before.

He grabbed Lance's dragon fist with his dragon claws and used his ferocious head as a headbutt to smash it into Lance's head.

Lance also abandoned some of his rationality, and he used his head as a headbutt, slamming it heavily against Melbourne's head.

Cracks appeared in the void.

The moment the two dragon heads collided, they cracked the void.

The immense force of the recoil separated their two heads.

Melbourne roared, ramming Lance with its dragon head once more.

Lance opened his mouth and spewed Dragon Breath, while simultaneously kicking Melbourne in the belly, sending him flying.

"You wanted to compete with me in dragon body strength?! Come on! Let's fight in close combat! Let me see how long this fake dragon can be so invincible!"

Melbourne tore through Lance's Dragon Breath with its dragon claws and punched Lance.

Wherever his dragon fist passed, the void collapsed directly, and dozens of bronze magic arrays appeared on his dragon fist.

Lance grinned. "As you wish."

He threw a punch to meet the attack, and dozens of golden magic arrays appeared on his dragon fist at the same time.

boom--

The moment the golden dragon fist collided with the bronze dragon fist, the airspace where they were located cracked open, and golden-blue energy engulfed the area.

The Little Fatty watching from afar trembled with fear. How could that human be so strong?!

He was certain that his father was serious, but even so, he couldn't defeat the human whose strength rivaled that of a dragon in a short time. "Not bad, but if this is all you've got, then it's really not worth your previous aggressive demeanor."

The moment their fists collided, Melbourne was sent flying backward.

Lance dispersed the golden-blue energy storm in one breath, chased after it, spun around, and swept a whip kick across Melbourne's neck, knocking Melbourne to the ground.

Dust flew everywhere.

Lance was in the air, steadied his dragon body, pointed his dragon claws downwards, and a black and red lightning magic circle formed in his palm.

One after another, black lightning balls shot out from his palms, piercing through the dust storm like bombs, relentlessly bombarding Melbourne.

Melbourne, who was knocked to the ground, roared incessantly, refusing to believe that he, a Pure-Blooded Dragon, could be so easily defeated by a human.

Melbourne took flight, dodging Lance's Thunder Cannons as he rapidly closed in on Lance.

A black and red lightning array also appeared in the palm of Lance's other dragon claw. He used his two dragon claws as cannons and kept bombarding Melbourne.

Do not give Melbourne a chance to engage in close combat.

He wanted to use this battle to vent the negative emotions and violence he had suppressed.

The things Melbourne said in the villa earlier had indeed angered him.

Black Dragon has always had a bad temper.

Now he is in his black dragon form, and his anger and violence are at their peak.

He could only unleash a small portion of his power; if he released it all, he was afraid he might accidentally kill the Bronze Dragon.

He was angry, but he didn't want to kill his own kind.

Melbourne was furious, but he hadn't lost his mind. Faced with the relentless bombardment of the Lance Thunder Cannon, he chanted an incantation, causing numerous bronze walls to appear in the airspace around him.

He used his mind to control the bronze wall to block Lance's thunder cannon.

Damn Austin!

Why didn't that bastard tell him that Grand Duke Saint Blue could also unleash Lightning Spell?! Unleashing Lightning Spell of this intensity continuously without chanting incantations... the Human Sword Ancestor... he's not just a Sword Cultivator, he's also a mage! Magic and Martial Arts Dual Cultivation!

A druid Magic and Martial Arts Dual Cultivation? No wonder this human Sword Ancestor dared to say he could live for three thousand years.

"Human, now you only dare to attack me with magic? You dare not fight me head-on? Where has your courage gone from mocking me earlier?!"

"I did this for your safety. You are much weaker than I thought. In a head-on fight, I'm afraid I might accidentally kill you."

"Then I'd like to see whether you kill me or I kill you!"

"Bronze Temple - Suppression!"

A massive Bronze Temple appeared above Lance's head.

Before he could react, the massive Bronze Temple slammed down on his enormous dragon body, engulfing him completely.

"Broken."

boom--

The Bronze Temple crumbled, and a black dragon, its body wreathed in black and red lightning, flapped its wings and swooped down toward Melbourne.

"Good timing!"

Melbourne used its dragon claws to grab a huge bronze wall and slam it down on Lance.

Lance swung his dragon fist, the fist crackling with black and red lightning, shattering the bronze wall and colliding with Melbourne's dragon tail.

"In terms of strength, I refuse to believe that I, a Pure-Blooded Dragon, would lose to you, a human!"

Melbourne threw a punch at Lance, Lance dragon body instantly vanished from the void and reappeared to Melbourne's left, striking Melbourne in the waist with a punch.

As Melbourne lashed out at Lance with his dragon tail, Lance's massive dragon body suddenly appeared on his right and struck him in the waist with a punch.

"Teleportation?!"

Lance grinned maliciously and appeared directly in front of Melbourne, "Try the palm strike."

With a single palm strike, fierce and violent lightning power instantly pierced through the dragon scales on the chest of the Bronze Dragon Melbourne, sending Melbourne flying backward.

"Try my one-inch punch again!"

Without giving Melbourne a chance to retaliate, Lance closed in on Melbourne and used a short punch to send Melbourne flying again.

"And Baguazhang, you should try it too."

Lance used all the palm and fist techniques he knew on Melbourne, Melbourne initially managed to roar a few times.

When Lance finished his Tai Chi routine, Melbourne was completely unable to fight back. The Little Fatty watching from a distance burst into tears upon seeing this.

He kept shouting for Lance to stop and stop hitting his father.

Seeing that Lance was unmoved, he cried and called out to Lance's Father, begging Lance's Father not to hit his own father.

After finishing a set of Tai Chi, Lance had vented his frustration enough. If the fight continued, he was afraid that Melbourne would beat him to death.

However, Melbourne is currently in a state where he has beaten her to the point of almost losing consciousness.

Melbourne bruised and swollen, looked at Lance, and the image that came to mind was that of the Golden Dragon Austin.

That damned Golden Dragon Austin, that bastard tricked him!

He definitely didn't manage to fight this human who could transform into a black dragon to a draw; he must have been severely beaten by the black dragon, just like him.

In order to save face, he told him that the Grand Duke of Saint Blue was not very strong and that even if he could transform into a black dragon, he could not maintain it for long.

He believed that guy's nonsense, not only coming to Saint Blue to provoke this human, but also actually challenging him to a duel.

If that bastard Austin were telling the truth, he would never have gambled with this human! Pure-Blooded Dragon Pure-Blooded Dragon arrogant, but they are not fools.

They wouldn't knowingly send the dragon head to its dominance when they were already outmatched.

Austin, you beast! You've ruined my life! You've cost me three thousand years of freedom! And you even have to add some dragon blood to it.

He didn't care about a few jars of dragon blood; piercing a dragon's claw, a single drop of dragon blood could fill several bottles for humans.

What truly matters to him is three thousand years of freedom.

And then there was this beating.

The human Sword Ancestor's power was definitely ahead of his, and his defense was also above that of this Pure-Blooded Dragon.

You beast, Austin!

I'm not done with you yet!!! "Want to fight again?"

"I... I... I admit defeat"

As the last word fell, Melbourne plummeted straight to the ground. Seeing this, the Little Fatty rushed over, trying to grab his father, but he missed and watched helplessly as his father fell to the ground.

"Father! You can't die!!! If you die, how am I supposed to face Mother when I get back?!"

The Little Fatty flew onto Melbourne's body and lay on Melbourne dragon form, crying and shouting with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Shut up, I... I'm not dead yet. I'm just exhausted and my injuries are a bit severe. I've temporarily lost the ability to fly. Let me lie down on the ground and rest for a while."

"Father, I'm glad you're not dead. It's all my fault for not daring to let you gamble with him if I had known humans were this strong."

"It's not your fault. I only blame... only blame that bastard Golden Dragon Austin. Once I've recovered for a while, I'll definitely go and settle this score with him."

Despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, Melbourne spoke a few words and slowly closed his eyes.

He had barely closed his eyes when he suddenly opened them again. "Son, remember, what happened today must not be told to any dragon, not even your mother."

If any dragon ever asks you about the strength of the human, Grand Duke Saint Blue, just say that his strength is so-so, except that he can transform into a black dragon form, but only for a short time.

Did you get it?!

"Oh? I've got it."

"I'm going to rest for a while, so don't cry."

"Um."

Just as Melbourne was about to close his eyes, he remembered something else. "I hit the wrong person before. You were right to call this human father. If he is willing to acknowledge you as his son, he has the power to become your backer. You can continue to try calling him father in the future."

"Coco, that cruel human, doesn't acknowledge me as his son."

"It's alright. If he doesn't acknowledge you as his son, you can become his son-in-law. Didn't he raise that dragon cub? Although that dragon cub isn't Pure-Blooded Dragon yet, with that human's strength, he'll be able to raise it into a Pure-Blooded Dragon sooner or later."

Marrying that dragon cub would allow me to call him "Dad." And who knows, I might even inherit this human legacy, and the Holy Blue.

When Lance was hovering in the sky with his wings flapping, heard Melbourne's words, his face instantly darkened.

He had only been raising his own little cabbage for a little over a year when Huang Mao's father set his sights on him.

Lance folded his dragon wings and slowly descended over Melbourne.

"Little Fatty, if you really listen to your father and go to harass my little dragon cub, I'll not only break your legs, but I might also throw you into a pot and render you into oil."

Before my little dragon reaches adulthood, anyone who makes a move on him will be killed by me; anyone who dares to date my little dragon will be beaten to a pulp.

The black dragon was ferocious, its golden-red vertical pupils filled with murderous intent.

The Little Fatty, who initially thought his father's words made some sense, shook his head repeatedly upon hearing Lance's words, indicating that he would absolutely not have a relationship with the dragon cub.

They would never even consider taking advantage of the dragon cub.

This human is so fierce, who would dare to lay a finger on that dragon cub!

If I marry that dragon cub, and one day that dragon cub runs home to complain about some small conflict, wouldn't this cruel human beat him to death?

His father had already beaten this vicious human, so he was even less likely to win.

"No, no. I'm a good kid, I don't date early."

Melbourne, witnessing this scene, sighed inwardly, "You spineless wretch, marrying that human-raised dragon cub, he would never dare to kill you."

If I kill you, his dragon cub will have to live as a widow.

If you're unwilling to put in the effort, how can you expect to reap the benefits?

Sigh. I'll have to talk to this kid about it later.

Lance stared at the Little Fatty for a while, then his gaze fell on Melbourne.

"You should still remember the terms of the previous bet, right?"

"Remember, I admit defeat. Don't worry, I won't cheat. Once I've recovered a bit, I will sign a contract with your Saint Blue. Three thousand years is just a nap for me."

Lance nodded. "Besides the three-thousand-year contract, there's also the dragon blood. You haven't forgotten that, have you?"

"I haven't forgotten, it's just a few jars of dragon's blood."

Melbourne stood up, raised a dragon claw and put it in his mouth, preparing to bite it open and drip some dragon blood onto Lance.

"Bring out that jar, and I'll give you dragon's blood."

Lance took out nine glass jars from his Space Ring, each thicker than his dragon legs.

It is about eight or nine meters in diameter.

When Melbourne saw the glass jar Lance took out, his action of biting the dragon's finger stopped abruptly.

Damn it! Aren't they just a few glass jars?

Is this a glass jar?

This is clearly a bucket! No! This is even bigger than a bucket! If he were to fill all nine of these glass jars, he would definitely die from blood loss!

You beast!

This isn't just taking his dragon blood, it's taking his life!

"Fill these nine glass jars, even if each one is more than half full, I'm not greedy."

Lance grinned; so much dragon blood would be enough for him to use for a while.