Steel-Spike Dragon

Bai Yang pulled out his handheld computer and called up the Steel-Spike Dragon's data.

This creature was a true Dragon Beast monster; as an adult, individuals could even reach the level of a High-Level Lord.

It looked like a lizard, but its entire body was draped in a hide of hard, terrifying fur, which was how it got its name.

Its defense was astonishingly high, and it even came with a built-in counterattack ability.

It was almost the most troublesome type of monster—hitting it only made your own injuries worse.

Fortunately, its aggression wasn't too strong, and it was mainly herbivorous.

Many teams that encountered it would simply take a detour, and it couldn't be bothered to chase.

This monster truly had a solitary nature; other monsters couldn't get close to it even if they wanted to.

Relying on that fur of its, flying monsters were naturally helpless against it, so it was perfectly normal for it to dare come to the riverbank to drink.

Bai Yang rubbed his chin, thinking it over.

This monster was very suitable for him to devour; it would definitely boost his progress in the second stage quite a bit.

Since it was a rare encounter, he had to give it a try.

But it was far too dangerous for his team members. The data mentioned that the Steel-Spike Dragon had a desperate skill similar to "Ten Thousand Arrows Fired."

If it was pushed into a corner, he really couldn't guarantee he could protect everyone.

So he said, "All of you head back. Since there's only one of it, I'll chase it alone this time.

You've been out for over twenty days now, so take the chance to go back to Kunshan. Some of the spoils will rot if you don't deal with them soon."

The others naturally obeyed. Bai Yang escorted them part of the way, confirming they had entered a safe zone before bidding them farewell.

He took out the spirit energy meter, twisted open the back cover again, placed the Steel-Spike Dragon fur he'd obtained earlier inside, and began tracking.

"Oh? It's not too far after all. Right at the very edge of the Second Circle."

Bai Yang felt a surge of excitement. Not having to go deep into the Second Circle was the best possible outcome.

In that place, every beast horde had several High-Level Lord monsters, plus at least a few thousand or even ten thousand underlings.

He would need to be at least a third-stage Advanced War God to come and go freely.

Following the compass's direction, Bai Yang adjusted his course once after half an hour.

After taking some detours, he finally found fresh tracks from the Steel-Spike Dragon—and these were very recent!

At this point, as long as he stood on high ground, he could already see the ruins of those super-tall skyscrapers in Lujiazui in the distance.

This Steel-Spike Dragon seemed to have lived its whole life rampaging without ever encountering an enemy.

Its path had no pattern whatsoever.

Unlike other monsters, which were either foraging or being hunted.

It seemed to want to look around everywhere, to wander, with a completely carefree air.

Bai Yang moved at top speed. After another twenty-plus minutes of pursuit, he finally spotted it on an abandoned fountain plaza.

This Dragon Beast was pure white all over, with only the roots of its fur showing gold. Its entire body was truly over ten meters long.

The fur on its body could bristle at any moment, generally about half a meter in length.

This place had originally been a concrete plaza, and it was happily lying on the ground.

Its tail, tipped with spikes, slapped up and down casually, sending chunks of concrete flying—clearly terrifyingly powerful.

Bai Yang confirmed there were no other monsters nearby; even if there had been, they'd have been scared off.

He took out four Snake Fangs, repeated his old trick, and quietly flew them toward it.

But the Steel-Spike Dragon's fur was incredibly dense, layered upon layers beyond counting.

The moment the Snake Fangs touched its hide, they were bounced back by countless needle-like hairs.

"Of course it wasn't that easy." Bai Yang manipulated the Snake Fangs back, not discouraged.

The gap in ability between the Steel-Spike Dragon and the Black-Line Snake was truly enormous.

Even at the same power level, one strike from the Steel-Spike Dragon would spell doom for the Black-Line Snake.

And the Black-Line Snake had almost no attack that could harm it.

Bai Yang simply abandoned these petty tricks and walked toward it.

The Steel-Spike Dragon noticed him approaching but wasn't angered. Instead, it curiously widened its blue eyes and stared at him.

It seemed it had never seen a human in a place like this, so curiosity outweighed caution.

As Bai Yang got close, he suddenly used Psychokinesis to forcibly lift its chin.

Then he stepped into a lunge and threw a punch, slamming it hard into the spot on its chin with the least fur.

The Steel-Spike Dragon's head only went slightly dizzy before returning to normal.

Any creature above the Primary War God level possessed strong mental power.

Psychokinesis could only catch them off guard and briefly control them before being forcibly broken.

So when he dealt with the Black-Line Snake, he could only catch it off guard and toss it up once.

Bai Yang was secretly shocked. In that punch, besides the power of his muscles, he had also used a hidden force technique to drive it into the creature's brain.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't take it seriously at all.

Its internal defenses were just as strong as its external ones—there was no weakness to exploit.

This was bound to be a tough fight.

Stung by the blow, the Steel-Spike Dragon grew angry and raised a right claw to swipe at him.

Bai Yang smoothly retreated, dodging the strike.

Before he could steady himself, a tail swept toward him with astonishing speed!

It could even feint?

Bai Yang lightly tapped his toes, leaping straight into the air, evading that move as well.

The two sides pulled back some distance.

One had strong defense, the other had speed. After one round, neither had gained an advantage.

This monster's thick-skinned, tough-hided nature was really too troublesome!

Bai Yang clenched his fists, tapped the ground, and charged forward again.

This time, the Steel-Spike Dragon began to take him seriously.

Its two massive claws and one tail attacked in concert, relentlessly hammering toward Bai Yang.

Each strike carried terrifying power. The concrete of the entire plaza had weathered over forty years with little damage.

But before it, it was utterly inadequate—the ground was instantly shattered into pieces.

Some areas were reduced directly to powder, not even a decent-sized chunk of cement left.

Bai Yang's fists were far smaller in size. After dodging its swipes, he landed solid blows on its body.

A continuous crackling sound filled the air.

He felt something was off with the impact. Though his fists hit the Steel-Spike Dragon, they were blocked by its thick fur, like punching into countless layers of cushioning.

While his fist force snapped countless long hairs, the creature's body itself remained unaffected.

At this rate, he had no idea how long it would take.

Since he already knew the other's steel spikes couldn't break his flesh either, Bai Yang hardened his resolve: "Fine, you've got a lot of fur—let's see who runs out first!

I don't believe that if I shave you bald, you can still withstand my fists!"

Since it was a head-on clash, he stopped caring about technique and simply used pure power however he could.

With strength enough to split rocks and shatter stone, he threw punch after punch at it with blinding speed.

Bai Yang's fist force at this point had surpassed a level of over a hundred tons.

Punching at such a high frequency, it was like a super fascia gun pressed against its body.

It beat the Steel-Spike Dragon until it shrieked in pain.