But Xiluo knew that this dragon youngster's strength had definitely improved tremendously after all this.
He should have reached a level close to Xiluo's.
If they fought another melee battle, even Xiluo probably would not have the advantage.
Unfortunately, the attribute panel could not provide more detailed information.
Otherwise, this dragon youngster's strength might already have reached level 8, 50%, or even over 70%, and his Elite-+ rating might have reached those figures as well.
And Xiluo? He had only recently reached level 9. If it were marked in detail, he might be at level 9, 1%.
The gap really would not be very large.
Xiluo was certain that this fellow's strength had improved significantly!
Honestly, even he was a little envious.
Increasing defensive capabilities was one of the simplest, most direct, and most effective ways to increase strength.
After all, the vast majority of attacks dealt physical damage.
And spell damage?
Flames, freezing, hurricanes, and so forth, for example, might be called spells, but the damage they actually caused was, at most, half physical and half magical.
Adding a layer of iron armor would definitely greatly reduce the damage received.
After all, reality was not a game.
A simple magical-damage label could not completely define the type of damage a spell dealt.
Xiluo looked at Gordon.
With a fellow like this around, I really can't let my guard down for even a moment!
To keep my title as the strongest Wyrmling, I have to find a way to get even bigger cheats!
After staring for a while, he suddenly paused, then said:
"Gordon, do a sprint for us."
"A sprint?"
The Red Dragon Whelp paused as well, then looked thoughtful.
"Hmm... now that you mention it, I do feel considerably heavier. Hmm... in that case, I suppose my speed