Gold Dragon Nasha More than a month has passed since Dragon Valley set foot in Dragon Valley.
During these days, Ignas Dragonflight, which was in good order, and Molten Iron Tribe, which was large-scale and efficient, had their operating modes noticed by Nasha.
Her understanding of Red Iron Dragon Garos gradually deepened.
--This is a powerful being with both strength and wisdom.
At the same time, the two giant dragons who have also embarked on the road of martial arts naturally exchange experiences.
The way Martial Dragon exchange experiences has always been direct and pure - fighting!
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The strong wind roared over Dragon Valley, blowing through the dragon's indestructible scales.
The black-red Dragon Qi and the bright-gold Dragon Qi were like two armies confronting each other, colliding and colliding with each other in the void, erupting into bursts of energy ripples.
The light of various elements shines and explodes in it.
The dragon's deep roar, which could overwhelm the roar of the wind, was intertwined with the roar of the air explosion, and it was endless.
Ten minutes later.
With a dull crashing sound, the golden dragon figure was destroyed by Red Iron Dragon's swift wing sweep followed by a claw strike. Then, Garos's huge claws covered with dark red scales stepped heavily on her back, forcing her to be unable to maintain her flying posture and fall diagonally towards the solid ground below.
Collapse!
The ground suddenly shook violently, and the heavy snow instantly surged into white waves, spreading rapidly outward in a circular shape, revealing the permafrost surface covered with spiderweb-like cracks below.
Garos released his paws on Nasha's back.
His powerful body stood tall in the wind and snow, like a mountain, and his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing.
"Happy! So happy!"
Nasha was breathing heavily.
The air rushed into her lungs, causing bursts of stinging pain, but it also made her overheated body feel a little relieved.
She struggled, stood up again, and shook her dizzy head.
Although there were many wounds on her body, the pain of tearing and the soreness caused by excessive muscle exertion continued to spread in her body, but while she couldn't help but grin because of the pain, she also seemed extremely satisfied and happy.
Unlike Garos, she is not obsessed with pain itself.
During the battle, that kind of full concentration, selfless devotion, and the thrilling experience of colliding with a powerful opponent is what she longs for.
Every confrontation with Garos made her feel a huge sense of oppression every second.
But precisely because of this, in this state, her spirit can be completely focused on the battle itself, and her martial arts proficiency can be improved at a rate far faster than that of daily hard training alone.
Moreover, Garos is much more practical to start with than those Metal Dragon companions in the Dragon Realm who pay attention to details.
Apart from avoiding fatal injuries and ensuring that there would be no danger of death, he basically had no other concerns.
At the time of the Dragon Realm, the competition between Metal Dragon was far less intense and real.
Because Red Iron Dragon's temperament has been formed through countless life and death battles, coupled with the sense of actual combat with sharp claws and scales, it sometimes even gives Nasha the illusion that Garos really wants her life.
This feeling of fighting, which is infinitely close to reality, is like dancing on a tightrope, which makes Nasha feel very exciting.
"Just now, you tried to use ice skills to connect fire skills, and use the destruction caused by extreme heat and cold to reduce defense and create loopholes in an instant. This is a good idea."
Red Iron Dragon looked at Gold Dragon who stood up and spoke in a low voice.
Nasha shook his dizzy head and listened carefully.
"But at the moment of conversion, your Dragon Qi showed obvious lag. It's okay to deal with weak people, but when facing opponents of the same level or stronger, a moment's flaw can be fatal."
"If it cannot be smoothly connected, it is best not to use this technique in combat."
"It will become your own flaw instead."
Garos clicked on the area where he had been attacked by the previous attack. There was still a trace of freezing on the scales there, but it was rapidly melting.
Nasha took a deep breath, feeling that Dragon Qi was still a little turbulent in his body, and nodded thoughtfully.
"I understand."
"Four-Symbols Path pursues changes and combinations, and uses changes and combinations to deal with various situations. However, if the element changes themselves are not smooth enough and there are gaps in the connection, then more changes will only become a burden on itself and add flaws."
She paused and looked at Garos.
She lamented. "Your attack is like a thunder without gaps, which makes me breathless. Compared with you, my fighting skills are still too immature."
Nasha couldn't help but recall the details of the battle just now.
Every attack, tail flick, and claw strike of Garos seems to have been refined and made naturally. The connection between the movements is incredibly fast. It is almost as if the warrior skills Tide of Motion and Xingyun Flowing Water Dragon Realm are always turned on, without any redundancy or lag.
Once he seizes a chance.
The intensive and continuous attacks that follow can often establish victory and end the battle in a very short period of time.
Garos responded, "In the final analysis, it is because you lack enough practical experience."
A Young Dragon commented on a Adult Dragon's lack of combat experience, which sounded somewhat contrary to Tiangang.
However, Gold Dragon Nasha acknowledged this without saying anything to refute it.
She still clearly remembered what she saw when she finally broke through the tough Cold Explosive Scale defense on Garos's body for the first time in a fierce confrontation.
The black and red scales densely covered with battle patterns gave her a double impact both visually and spiritually.
In addition, during these days, with repeated collisions, sentence after sentence of critical pointers and in-depth discussions, Nasha can clearly feel his progress in the way of martial arts.
Some vague ideas and concepts in the past became clear through actual practice and Garos's sharp comments.
Garos also did not hesitate to point out Nasha's fighting experience.
In the process of mutual discussion and discussion, he himself also benefited.
Fighting against Martial Dragon, who is proficient in Four-Symbols Path and is good at element combinations and tactical changes, has enriched his understanding of different fighting styles and coping strategies. Four-Symbols Dragon's endless element combinations and tactics, although they cannot pose a real threat to him, are like a mirror, allowing him to see the blind spots in his own combat system that are rarely touched.
In addition to fighting and giving guidance, Garos also asked Nasha to be his training partner.
This is a reward for the experience and guidance he imparted.
"Is this the end of today's martial arts exchange?"
Garos looked at the sky and suggested.
Nasha stuck out his tongue and licked his chin, his golden pupils still filled with fighting spirit. "No, come on for a while! I haven't had enough fun yet, I feel like I can squeeze out some more potential."
Red Iron Dragon nodded.
"Okay, that's as you wish."
In the wind and snow, two huge figures, one black and one gold, once again burst out with powerful force, soaring straight into the sky, and then continued to intersect, separate, and collide again, until they gradually stopped after half an hour.
Nasha took off the shining Golden Armor and took it back.
She lay facelessly on the cold snow, as if paralyzed, breathing heavily, feeling as if every muscle and bone in her body had been completely squeezed dry, reaching her physical limit.
At this moment, she didn't even have the strength to move the tip of her tail.
Garos exhaled a breath of hot white air, stretched his strong body that had also experienced high-intensity confrontation, and said to Gold Dragon who was paralyzed on the ground, "You can rest here and recover. When you feel better, come and accompany me for the next round of resistance training."
His breathing was just a little heavier than before, and he didn't show any sign of fatigue at all.
The fierce battle just now seemed to be just a good warm-up for him.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
So Garos is already planning to take Red-Silver Dragon out to practice again.
Listening to Garos's words, Gold Dragon couldn't help it anymore and complained feebly, "What a tireless monster... Garos, is there a perpetual motion machine in your body? Don't you feel tired at all?"
Garos heard this and thought about it seriously.
He replied in a matter-of-fact manner, "Of course I will still feel tired, but I am working hard towards the goal of being tireless."
He remembered the two battles with the red dragon Gorsas and Blue Dragon Perest.
Only that level of fighting can make him feel tired.
In comparison, the intensity of the competition with Nasha was far from that level.
Nasha was immediately speechless. He answered Red Iron Dragon's answer which sounded like showing off, but was extremely serious. He didn't know how to react for a moment.
"Arrogant and perverted guy..."
She grinded her teeth, and couldn't help but imagine in her mind that one day her strength would greatly improve, and she would defeat Garos, and then condescendingly teach him his martial arts skills.
After all, no matter how much you love fighting, you cannot always be the one being suppressed and educated.
Learn and master Garos's fighting skills, and then surpass him!
--This is a small goal set by Nasha.
But what she doesn't know is that the last person to set a similar goal and even make an oath for it was her younger brother Alberto, and the ambitious Gold Dragon is still struggling in the cycle of repeated defeats and defeats, and the day when he can realize his oath is still far away.
After finishing the warm-up, Garos vibrated its wings and returned to the Dragon Valley area.
"Huh? Where is Deborah?"
His eyes swept around, but he didn't find the familiar silver-white figure.
"Here, here! I know where she is, I'll take you there!"
Fairy Dragon appeared immediately with a smile on his face and took the initiative to lead the way by jumping up and down.
So, under the enthusiastic guidance of Fairy Dragon Vera, Garos found Red-Silver Dragon who was hiding at the bottom of the lake. He used Shapeshifting Spell to disguise himself as a large whitebait, trying to blend in with the fish and get through.
"Deborah, stop hiding, I found you."
The big whitebait remained silent and pretended to be stupid and ignorant.
Garos shook his head slightly, then rushed forward to disperse the fish, and picked out the big whitebait alone.
"How did you find me?"
In desperation, Deborah changed back to its original form.
Garos did not betray his leading party, and then, regardless of the resistance of those who wanted to refuse, he forcibly took Red-Silver Dragon out of his comfort zone and threw himself into a new round of training.
Time passed slowly and slowly as the wind and snow roared.
Not long after, Red-Silver Dragon collapsed from exhaustion. Fairy Dragon flew over and spoke ill of Garos in her ear, indicating that he and she were firmly on the same side.
Garos became accustomed to this and began to exercise alone, more focused and in-depth.
In another area of Dragon Valley, those Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling from Dominic Dragonflight are currently undergoing rigorous and almost harsh training at White Dragon Tressie, gritting their teeth and carrying out arduous physical training and basic skills training.
The air was filled with the suppressed groans and heavy breathing of the Hatchling Dragons.
However, no dragon complained.
It is said that the powerful Molten Iron King relied on training far beyond Chang Long's imagination to possess the power that makes dragons fear him today.
This greatly inspired these young people, who followed Garos as an example and worked hard to emulate him.
Moreover, even though the training intensity is frighteningly high, the scales and armor are often cracked and the skin is torn.
However, the food and nutritional supplements Molten Iron Tribe provided them were unprecedentedly sufficient and of high quality, enough to allow them to eat as much as they wanted and recover quickly after consumption.
This is a generous treatment that is completely unimaginable in the original Dominic Dragonflight.
Because of these tangible benefits before their eyes, and the fact that although the arduous training process is uncomfortable, the effect is significant and is indeed of great benefit to their growth and development, these Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling's sense of belonging and trust in the Molten Iron Tribe is increasing day by day.
At the same time, they gradually regarded the Dominic Dragonflight they once belonged to as a group of native dragons that they could not bear to look back on.
Rumble!
The deep roars of the giant dragons, the tremors of heavy footsteps trampling on the earth... all kinds of sounds are intertwined, one after another, and can be heard endlessly.
The atmosphere throughout Dragon Valley is hot and energetic.
If the ground and mountains here had not been reinforced and enchanted by the warlocks in the family, and there was a dedicated engineering team that was constantly maintaining and strengthening it, it would be difficult to withstand the almost crazy training and ravages of so many giant dragons day after day.
Soon after, time slipped quietly into the night.
The dark night covered the sky and earth like a thick velvet, and snowflakes danced wildly in the howling cold wind.
Under the night, it seemed that only Dragon Valley was still emitting light, and a large number of bonfires and magical light drove away the influence of darkness.
Those Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling finally ended today's torturous training, and then dragged their exhausted bodies, vibrating their still immature wings, and flew crookedly towards their own cave Dragon Lair dug out of the steep cliff, preparing to fall asleep and meet the challenges of the next day.
At this moment, a golden dragon shadow circled in the sky, seemingly looking for something, and then landed in front of Garos, who was still training himself alone.
It's Gold Dragon Nasha.
After a period of rest, she regained some physical strength.
"You came just in time."
Garos's movements paused slightly and stopped temporarily.
He looked at Gold Dragon Nasha, whose breathing had become much more stable, and greeted her, "Use your elemental skills to attack me. The requirements are the same as before. You don't have to hold back."
Nasha is used to this and is not polite.
She took a deep breath, suppressed the remaining pain in her body, raised the dragon's claws, and Dragon Qi was flowing through her body again.
The next moment, flames, ice, thunder, rock thorns, torrents... all kinds of elemental attacks with different attributes were like the most splendid fireworks display in the festival, bombarding Red Iron Dragon head-to-head.
The dazzling light instantly completely submerged Garos, and the turbulent flow of energy distorted the surrounding air.
The scales on his body clicked and cracked slightly, but instead of showing any sign of pain, a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes. He even took the initiative to stretch his wings and body, slightly adjusting his posture, and matching the attack angle of Nasha, allowing elemental attacks of different attributes to more fully cover every inch of his body.
Although there is no specific progress bar, Garos is confident that he is gradually adapting to these attacks.
His resistance was slowly increasing as a result.
After a period of time, Nasha once again felt as if his body had been completely hollowed out. Dragon Qi was close to dryness. His breathing became as rapid and heavy as a broken bellows, and this round of elemental pouring slowly stopped.
Garos's body is now covered with scars and marks left by various elements.
Burnt, frosty, corroded, cracked... the list goes on.
The cold scales on his body had been broken and peeled off in large areas under such a violent bombardment, revealing the lower layer of black and red scales covered with countless battle lines.
Those dense lines and traces of elements complement each other.
Not only did he not look embarrassed, but it also reflected the majesty and strength of his body.
A fierce aura that has been baptized by countless battles and refined hundreds of times rushed towards his face, making the panting Nasha feel a little shaken for a while, and it was difficult to look away.
At this moment, as if they noticed something, Garos and Nasha turned their heads almost at the same time, looking in the same direction.
I saw Alberto approaching with a steady pace and unhurriedly.
He raised his chest and raised his head high, his eyes seemed to contain a lion ready to go, with a deep momentum that was different from before.
The most important thing is.
Garos and Nasha both noticed keenly that the golden dragon horns on Alberto's head had changed from one pair to four pairs at some unknown time!
The newly added dragon horns grow meanderingly, intertwining with each other skillfully.
Finally, a majestic structure like a natural crown was formed above his head, shining with a noble and mysterious luster under the light of the bonfire and magic.
Under the gaze of Red Iron Dragon and his sister Long Jie, Alberto did not speak or give any explanation.
He just raised his head again to make his dragon horns look more conspicuous.