"Little dragon whelps these days really are frighteningly powerful, every last one of them.
Even I might be no match for that little dragon Allen now.
How disgraceful. An adult silver dragon, and I'm inferior to a little dragon in Adolescence."
Trixie the silver dragon murmured inwardly.
She was immensely relieved.
Relieved that she had not acted on impulse.
And challenged either Ailan or Allen. Otherwise, if she really had lost in front of all the dragons,
how could she ever show her face again?
Although she was still ranked below those two dragons now,
which was somewhat embarrassing,
at least she could make excuses!
If other dragons brought it up,
she, Trixie, could simply say that she did not want to compete over such a pointless issue and damage everyone's relationships!
That was far better than actually losing, no matter how she looked at it.
"Amazing! You little dragons really are outrageously strong, every one of you.
In that case, at the [Dragonkind Tournament] four years from now,
you should all be able to secure a decent ranking.
Xiluo and Gordon might even place near the top and receive the Dragon God's blessing and all sorts of rewards."
Xilian the quicksilver dragon spoke with a touch of wonder.
Her gaze flicked toward Xiluo again, carrying a hint of anticipation.
At the mention of the [Dragonkind Tournament], all the dragons shuddered, their expressions turning serious.
Xiluo searched his mind for information about it.
The [Dragonkind Tournament].
As its name suggested,
it was a tournament between dragons.
A grand event organized under the leadership of the metal dragons.
It was held once every fifty years on average.
But participation in this tournament was not limited to the Metal Dragons Clan.
These members of the Metal Dragons Clan,
in order to display