A Contest of Strength With the Dragon (1)

The atmosphere was so high that there was no need to hype it up. As usual, the two parties entered the official gladiator segment after saying their tough words.

As the long horn sounded, the two of them tacitly rushed toward each other.

"Fox's Assault!

"Bear Strength!

"Eagle Insight!"

Three skills were used at the same time, and a golden light exploded forth in Lin Lei's eyes. At high speed, he charged toward the dragon, leaving behind a long golden shadow.

Lin Lei's heart was beating at high speed, and killing intent was coursing through his veins. This was the first time since he had transmigrated that he had wanted to kill someone so badly.

Daisy, as a woman, had almost no charm at all. She was crude, ugly, and had a bad temper, but the softness in the depths of her heart caused Lin Lei to find some resonance.

However, this world full of savagery refused to let her go.

"What the hell is this?!"

Lin Lei and the dragon collided against each other in the yellow sand of the arena, creating a brilliant spark.

The dragon blocked Lin Lei's fist with his two hands, making Lin Lei feel as though he had just hit cotton. Lin Lei's pupils contracted, and in an instant, the dragon's figure disappeared from his vision.

"So fast! Where is he?"

Lin Lei only had time to think of this before he felt his entire body float up into the air. His waist was wrapped, and he was lifted into the air before he was smashed down head-first!

Boom!

When his head hit the sand, the sand splashed out with a shockwave.

"Oh!"

The audience let out a cry in unison. This scene was too beyond imagination.

"Could it be... Is it over?"

"This is too fast, no?"

...

For a moment, even the host had forgotten to explain commentate. The two were exchanging blows too quickly, and by the time everyone had noticed, Lin Lei was already head first into the ground.

The dragon let go of Lin Lei, clenched his claws into fists, and beat his chest. He shouted at the audience with a Halhaza accent.

"Cheer for me!"

Right at this moment, Lin Lei suddenly leaped into the air. He slapped his head, causing some of the sand in his ears to fly out.

"What are you cheering for? Continue fighting!"

The dragon was at a loss for words. He looked at Lin Lei in surprise, his beastly eyes widening.

"You can't beat me. Just admit defeat and you'll still be alive."

"I received an order to spare your life. Don't force me. You don't have to give up your life for the people of Talantum."

Hearing this, Lin Lei subconsciously turned to look at Suleiman, who was in the viewing platform, and then looked away.

"I have to thank the prince, but I want your life."

"That's a pity." The dragon nodded before continuing, "Go to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Lei immediately retreated and put some distance between them. At the same time, he waved his meteor hammer.

Just now, he was so angry that he actually chose to fight with the dragon directly.

However, he did not expect the dragon's speed to be so outrageous. This was the first time he had been suppressed despite using the speed of Fox's Assault.

Having regained his senses, Lin Lei immediately summoned the Great Sword Saint.

This was the first time he had activated this state, and it was a wonderful feeling.

He did not lose his consciousness completely, nor did he lose control of his body. It was just like awakening his bloodline, where combat skills were used like instinct.

Boom!

Lin Lei did not know why, but the meteor hammer drew an arc and smashed in one direction.

Along with the loud sound of metal clashing, the dragon's figure was smashed out.

The dragon spread his wings and glided backward.

Right now, his claws were trembling uncontrollably, and lava-like blood dripped down into the arena. Clearly, taking on Lin Lei's attack had not been easy on him.

"Yes!"

The audience did not try to hide it anymore and openly supported the fight. There was no lack of gamblers who had bet on the dragon's victory.

However, watching the dragon suffer was more satisfying than winning money.

"Insects!" The dragon's face turned red.

Then, his chest swelled up like a balloon, and a large amount of air rushed into his lungs, even forming a cyclone that was visible to the naked eye.

Every single pore on Lin Lei's body was on high alert, screaming out the signal of danger. With Eagle Insight, he saw a small spark of fire emerge from the dragon's nose.

He frantically retreated, and then a violent flame spewed out of the dragon's mouth.

Dragon Breath!

The scorching flames twisted the air, and Lin Lei felt a burning pain in his lungs just by breathing in a portion of the air.

Lin Lei knew that this was not an illusion. Rather, the extremely high temperature of the air was truly burning his lungs.

He felt like he was in a giant oven. All the cells in his body were wailing, and his clothes were already burning.

Lin Lei ripped off his still-burning clothes, dodging the incoming flames while brandishing the meteor hammer in his hands.

He waved the meteor hammer like a windmill to disperse part of the heat wave, which made Lin Lei feel much more comfortable.

The chase did not last long before the dragon stopped his Dragon Breath. He stepped on the sand that had melted into liquid glass and rushed toward Lin Lei.

The floating sparks in the air gathered on his claws and wings, and the flaming tail extended behind him like a comet.

The dragon was forced to retreat.

Lin Lei's speed was not fast, but every time the meteor hammer was thrown, it would appear at the key position of the dragon's attack, forcing the dragon to constantly adjust the direction of the attack.

However, Lin Lei was also struggling, and the Great Sword Saint began to roar in his mind.

"Faster! Faster! Faster!

"Why is your body so weak?!"

Lin Lei felt aggrieved after being scolded. He cursed at the Great Sword Saint in his heart, "If I wasn't weak, would I have called you out? If you can't beat him, then don't come out!

"You're just a piece of trash!"

"F*ck you!" The Great Sword Saint cursed.

Lin Lei could feel the meteor hammer in his hand moving even faster.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing kept erupting in the air, and the fireballs thrown by the dragon were destroyed. The arena seemed to be shooting fireworks.

Roar!

The dragon was also anxious. He roared and stopped his attack, his legs suddenly sinking into the ground.

His wings were raised high, and the dragon shot into the sky like a rocket.

"I approve of you, Bull Butcher! You're the strongest gladiator I've ever seen in the arena!

"I've decided to kill you with all my might!"

The dragon went to the maximum distance in the air, and the audience in the arena could only see a faint black dot.

"The dragon wouldn't have taken this opportunity to escape, would he?"

Upon hearing the host's words, Suleiman's lips curled into a mocking smile.

Escape? He had underestimated Halhaza's methods.

Furthermore, this dragon was not a slave gladiator in the traditional sense but a battle maniac who took the initiative to participate in battles.

'Open the eyes of the people of Talantum!'

Just as Suleiman had this thought, the black dot in the sky that was the dragon suddenly enlarged.

The magician in charge of maintaining the arena's barrier also widened his eyes as he gave an order to the magicians and magic apprentices under him.

"Hurry up! Increase the strength of the barrier! Full output!

"Otherwise, when that dragon lands, the audience will all die!"