Battle Against the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon

Lin Feng fell all the way down. He plummeted for about seventy or eighty meters before crashing onto the solid ground. This underground area was pitch black, with only a little light filtering down from the hole above, but Lin Feng's vision was excellent. In the faint light, he could see everything in the depths clearly. At this moment, Lin Feng's hair was singed, and the skin on his face was scorched red and black in two or three places.

He had been disfigured!

"Whoosh!" A black shadow plummeted from above and landed on the ground right next to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng happily scooped up Beibei. "Beibei, are you alright?" Although Lin Feng knew that Beibei was a super-abnormal God-Eater Rat, he still couldn't help but ask.

Beibei's face was dirty, but he wrinkled his little nose triumphantly. "Of course! My strength is nothing to sneeze at. If I were to fight a level eight Magic Beast head-on, I wouldn't be afraid, so why would I fear a few little sparks?"

Lin Feng laughed. With Beibei safe, a weight was lifted from his heart.

"Then why didn't you fight those dragons?" Lin Feng teased.

Beibei said indignantly, "Why would I be afraid of them? It's just that their scales are too thick, and I'm too small, and my mouth is too small. I couldn't bite through their scales in one go. It's hard for me to kill them, but they can't kill me either."

Lin Feng chuckled.

"Boss, what happened to your face? You've been disfigured!" Beibei's strange voice rang out abruptly in Lin Feng's mind.

Twitching his facial muscles, Lin Feng felt a stinging pain and could only mock himself, "Beibei, although I train my physical strength, I can't train my facial muscles. My defense there just isn't enough."

"Phew, Beibei, let me rest for a moment. I'm exhausted."

Lin Feng put Beibei down and lay directly on the ground.

Over the past little while, he had expended a great deal of both physical and mental energy.

Furthermore, he would soon have to face a peak level nine Spined Iron-Armored Dragon, which was at the same level as him, so Lin Feng dared not be the least bit careless. According to his calculations, he had entered the Misty Valley several months earlier than the Lin Feng in the original book. At this time, that big clumsy bear definitely hadn't reached the Saint Realm yet, so it was impossible for it to have fought the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon to a mutual defeat. Therefore, he couldn't just pick up the spoils like in the original story.

After resting for a while and restoring his mental energy and magic power to full, Lin Feng stood up.

"Boss, we can't go back up, we can only go from below. There is a very spacious passage to the side," Beibei transmitted via soul, jumping onto Lin Feng's shoulder.

To Lin Feng's front-left was a winding but very wide passage, over ten meters wide and nearly ten meters high. However, this underground passage was curved, leading toward the unknown east. Without hesitation, Lin Feng took Beibei and marched forward into the depths of the dark passage without looking back.

The deeper they went into the cave, the dimmer it became. After walking for a while, the underground passage was pitch black, and Lin Feng could barely see the path.

"Lighting Spell!" Lin Feng snapped his fingers, and a white magic orb slowly appeared beside him, illuminating the surrounding area.

The Lighting Spell was a level one light-element auxiliary spell.

As time passed, while remaining vigilant, Lin Feng felt increasingly excited. The Spined Iron-Armored Dragon was a peak level nine Magic Beast with super-strong power and an incredibly abnormal defense; it could even fight a newly-advanced Saint Realm Purple-striped Black Bear to a mutual defeat. With Lin Feng's current strength, defeating it would be difficult. However, the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon was an excellent sparring partner for him at this stage—it was stronger than him, but not so strong that it was overwhelming, making it perfect for Lin Feng to gain insights and breakthroughs during battle.

Knowing there was only one Spined Iron-Armored Dragon in the cave, Lin Feng had nothing to fear. Maintaining the Lighting Spell, he swaggered along the tunnel.

"Roar!"

A heaven-shaking roar erupted, and a Magic Beast ten meters long and nearly three meters tall suddenly appeared before Lin Feng.

The beast was covered in pitch-black scales, arranged in a very tight and orderly fashion. Each scale was the size of a palm.

Yet, the dense cluster of scales gave off an eerie feeling that made one's scalp tingle.

In particular, there were sharp, thirty-centimeter-long spikes along its spine, extending from the tip of its tail all the way to its forehead.

Most terrifying were its eyes, which had dark golden pupils; that cold gaze made one's entire body turn cold.

I suppose this must be the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon. It certainly looks the part, Lin Feng thought to himself, as information about the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon he had read in books naturally surfaced in his mind.

Spined Iron-Armored Dragon: Level nine Magic Beast, dark-attribute, the smallest of the dragon race. Among dragons of the same level, the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon has the strongest defense and the greatest agility, and its claw attacks are terrifyingly powerful.

Among dragons of the same level, the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon is undoubtedly the most powerful.

The Spined Iron-Armored Dragon before him did not launch an attack immediately, but kept growling, its dark golden eyes scanning Lin Feng and Beibei, as if weighing their strength.

Being scrutinized by the dragon's cold gaze, Lin Feng felt his scalp tingle. Although he was also a peak level nine expert, on par with the dragon, the massive difference in size always made him feel so small.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng stepped forward and said loudly, "Mr. Spined Iron-Armored Dragon, hello. I have no hostility toward you. My purpose in coming here is simply to spar with you and, incidentally, borrow some of your blood."

Lin Feng's brazen words successfully enraged the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon. The dragon whipped its tail against the ground, using the recoil to lunge at Lin Feng.

"Hah!" Lin Feng's reaction was not slow. He had been watching the dragon's tail the whole time, and the moment it struck the ground, his body moved. Of course, Lin Feng would not choose to engage in melee combat with the dragon; with his level seven warrior physical constitution, he wouldn't last a single swipe of the dragon's claw.

After nimbly dodging the dragon's lunge, Lin Feng immediately activated the Earth Guardian Sacred Armor. When fighting a Magic Beast that excelled in melee combat, defense was essential; otherwise, a casual swipe from the opponent could cost him a few pounds of flesh.

Lin Feng had just activated the Earth Guardian Sacred Armor when, before he could react, a dragon tail lashed out violently.

Lin Feng was unarmed and could not block it, so he had to dodge. But the speed of the tail was too fast; it seemed to blur into a single arc, reaching Lin Feng in an instant.

"Boom!"

Unable to dodge in time, Lin Feng was struck squarely. The earthy-yellow light on the surface of the jade-like armor flickered rapidly before dissipating into a large amount of earth-elemental energy.

At the same time, Lin Feng's body was sent flying by the force, crashing into the stone wall behind him before coming to a stop.

"Boss, are you okay? Are you hurt?" Beibei asked anxiously via soul transmission.

Lin Feng stood up, patted the dust off his body, and spat out some blood.

"I'm fine, I won't die yet."

Lin Feng had never expected that his level nine Earth Guardian Sacred Armor would be unable to withstand a single tail strike from the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon. Fortunately, the armor had successfully dissipated most of the force, so Lin Feng wasn't seriously injured.

However, the image of the dragon's tail striking him kept flashing through his mind—the blurred afterimage appeared and vanished, appeared and vanished again. Vaguely, Lin Feng felt he had grasped something, but when he tried to think about it, he couldn't pin it down. Shaking his head, Lin Feng stopped worrying about it.

"I am a mage, I won't play melee with a freak like you. Gravity Spell, activate!"

Lin Feng roared, waving his hand to cast the Gravity Spell directly on the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon.

With Lin Feng's level nine strength, the power of the Gravity Spell had increased significantly compared to when he was level five. The moment he activated the spell, the ground beneath the Spined Iron-Armored Dragon cracked and shattered with a series of popping sounds.

Even the hard rock shattered, showing just how immense the gravity the dragon was currently enduring.