"Gordon! Are you Gordon?"
Xiluo roared in surprise.
A hint of delight showed on his draconic face.
"Hmph! Xiluo! You've got a good eye. After all these years, with how much I've changed, you still recognized me at a glance."
With his armor shed, the dragon stood revealed.
His entire body was dark red, wreathed in black flames.
He looked domineering and evil.
Now that Xiluo had called out his name, a trace of complicated feeling crossed his draconic face.
"Hahahaha! You're an old friend of mine! How could I possibly forget you!"
Xiluo replied with a hearty laugh.
"Stop acting so friendly!
You bastard, Xiluo! I absolutely won't lose to you this time!
I'm going to defeat you! Roar!!"
Gordon, the Red Dragon Whelp, immediately collected himself.
He roared loudly.
The War God Power throughout his body erupted once more.
His already badly wounded body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, his body swelled a little larger again.
However... his level and attributes remained unchanged.
Clearly, the threshold from level 17 to Level 18, from Excellence+ to Transcendent-, was not so easily crossed.
"Defeat me? You... it's been years, and you still haven't broken that habit of talking nonsense."
Xiluo shook his head helplessly.
Watching the Red Dragon Whelp fly toward him again, he could only play along.
He raised the Thunder Spear and struck.
Facing Xiluo's Thunder Spear, the Red Dragon Whelp went all out, pushing his Dragon Combat Techniques to their limits and twisting his body in all sorts of bizarre ways to evade Xiluo's attacks before counterattacking.
For a time, they seemed evenly matched.
Of course...
The reason for this situation was still that Xiluo was holding back...
He was in an excellent mood just then and only wanted