Locked in a Bitter Battle

Across the wasteland, however, four figures stood at ease, without the slightest trace of fear.

At the forefront stood a brown-haired young man in a dark golden-brown robe. Two short stone horns protruded from his head, and he held an ancient wand in one hand as dust slowly swirled around him. He was Capricorn Star Dragon, the second strongest of the Twelve Star Dragons. He did not rely on brute force to crush his opponents; his control over the battlefield alone was enough to leave them gasping for breath.

To his left stood a light-purple-haired youth holding a glowing blue Long Water Bottle in his arms. His features were cold and aloof, his expression calm. He was Aquarius Star Dragon. To his right was a blue-haired youth with a nimble build, pale-blue waterlight condensed at his fingertips. His crimson eyes were sharp as blades. He was Scorpio Star Dragon. At the rear stood a carefree young man with short teal-blue hair, idly spinning a water ball on his fingertip with a sly smile. He was Pisces Star Dragon.

All four had assumed human forms, their auras restrained. Yet the elemental fluctuations surging around them alone revealed their unfathomable power. With only human bodies, they faced seven peak experts head-on.

"You Doulong Technology brats dare set foot on Sun Moon territory?" Qiangu Dongfeng snorted coldly, shaking his Coiling Dragon Staff forward. A dragon's roar exploded across the wasteland. "Today, I'll bury your bones here!"

Capricorn Star Dragon slightly raised his eyelids and lightly tapped his wand against the ground, his voice low and heavy. "Talk is cheap. Let your hands do the talking."

Before his words had faded, both sides' auras surged at once!

Buzz—

Capricorn Star Dragon struck first. An earthy yellow glow lit up at the tip of his