"Oh?" The Blue Dragon elder sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Lola. It seemed to have reached the Kingdom level. Though somewhat surprised, he did not take it too seriously. His brows lifted, and his voice grew colder still. "You actually dare attack me? What you need to be taught now is not only basic manners, but the most fundamental rules as well."
Though the Dragon Race's sense of hierarchy was not as rigid as that of humans or the Devil Race, there were still basic rules. The most important of them was strength.
When Lola beat Karlru, it was children fooling around; when Span beat Green, it was a contest between transcendent powerhouses. But if Lola wanted to beat Green, that would be insubordination—unless...
Before Green's words had even faded, purple light blazed forth. The surrounding dragons erupted in an uproar: Lola had actually struck first!
The Blue Dragon elder had long been prepared. Blue lightning flashed out almost a fraction later, blocking the purple radiance.
In the space of a thought, the two bolts of lightning had already collided.
To the surprise of every dragon present, the purple lightning did not collapse at the first touch as expected. Instead, it stood locked in a deadlock with the blue lightning.
The two bolts looked ordinary, with little energy spilling outward, yet everyone could sense the terrifying power contained within them. Even the hardest metal would melt in an instant if it drew near.
Peilin felt the immense pressure transmitted by the purple lightning and was secretly alarmed. He completely cast aside his contempt, let out a low roar, and his aura surged wildly as the blue lightning became increasingly dazzling. Yet no matter how much force he exerted, the purple lightning remained as immovable as a mountain.
Peilin simply