Against The Golden Dragon

Tang Shaoyang was standing still as an enormous creature hovered above him. The Adolescent Golden Dragon flapped its enormous wing and looked down at him. Their gazes met.

"Which fool inherited their bloodline to a filthy human!?" an arrogant voice rang. It was the Golden Dragon who spoke as he noticed Tang Shaoyang had a dragon bloodline.

The size of the Adolescent Golden Dragon was bigger even than the Dark Wyvern despite being adolescent. The golden scales emitted gleaming in power. Its golden eyes filled with contempt and scorn.

"As expected of a dragon, arrogant," Tang Shaoyang did not look away from the dragon. The Golden Dragon did not give the same feeling when he met Rumru the Black Dragon. That time, even though he did nothing, Rumru's aura was enough to intimidate him. However, this Golden Dragon was nothing like Rumru. Of course, the situation had changed as well. He was now level over a thousand already.