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Chapter 151: Nearly Predictable Combat Talent

The light faded, and smoke and dust filled the duel arena.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this." The Demon of Denial stood in the front row of the audience and chatted with the Moon Witch beside him:

"If he really has the support of the Witch of Fate behind him, then it would be troublesome if he died here."

“So you have to observe the battle carefully and don’t let him really die.” The Moon Witch yawned softly, and her flat voice made it impossible to tell whether she really cared about the Witch of Fate behind Akhtar.

In response, the Demon of Denial simply smiled and focused his attention on the battlefield, staring at the two figures in the dispersing smoke and dust.

There is a giant dragon as big as a mountain, and humans as tiny as ants. It is no longer necessary to say who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Ha~ You are worthy of being the Dragon King." Akhtar exhaled a breath of flame, then clapped his hands. The shadow behind him began to wriggle, and an avatar with the same appearance as him emerged.

There is no difference in terms of breath or strength.

"You are not human." The Dragon King suddenly spoke, staring at Akhtar. The aura of this human was very similar to that of the dragon.

Rather than being a human, it is more like a dragon in human skin.

Ximu did not answer. He pulled out the greatsword of death that was stuck beside him, pushed the ground hard with his feet, and shot out like a cannonball.

The clone next to him followed closely.

The Dragon King did not ask any further questions upon seeing this. He suddenly swung his huge dragon body, and the red thunder condensed into dragon claws, sweeping towards the two attacking humans. A thunderstorm that was enough to destroy an entire country swept across.

However, it was gone.

At the moment when the thunderstorm was about to submerge Akhtar and his clone, the two of them turned into starlight and disappeared on the spot, instantly appearing at the feet of the Dragon King. The Greatsword of Death instantly chopped down, directly cutting the dragon scales, and the gushing dragon blood submerged Akhtar and his clone.

At the moment they were about to swing the next sword.

"Boom!" The Dragon King's body moved suddenly. Although its size was as huge as a mountain, it was incredibly fast. It seemed as if it turned into thunder and disappeared on the spot. Its body rushed into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

escaped.

No, it is impossible for a Dragon King to escape, let alone facing a weak human. The Dragon King is the pinnacle of dragons, and only those who transcend the limits of humans can have the name of Dragon King.

The bottomless magic power, the extremely strong dragon body, and the fighting skills honed over thousands of years make the Dragon King nearly invincible.

So, the Dragon King just changed his battle strategy.

"Troublesome guy." Akhtar rolled over without warning, and then a claw attack like thunder condensed and suddenly brushed past the edge of his body, leaving three deep grooves on the spot.

The figure of the Dragon King who launched the attack has disappeared from the spot, flew back into the sky, and disappeared into the dark clouds covered with thunder.

Unlike the clumsy dragons that people imagine, the Dragon King displayed mobility far beyond that of humans. Its speed was like thunder, enough to kill anyone with a slightly slower reaction speed instantly.

"He is going to lose." A giant dragon in the audience asserted this. With the speed of the Dragon King, he only needed to come a few more times to take Akhtar's life.

after all.

"Humans cannot avoid lightning." The demon of denial tilted his head and looked at the worried white-haired loli next to him. "Being able to avoid an attack shows that his combat instinct is already very good."

“He will find a way.” The white-haired Loli shook her head slightly, her small hands tightly grasping the hem of her skirt. She believed that Akhtar would definitely find a way to deal with the current situation. He was a conspirator who intended to subvert the world, and it was impossible for him to be defeated by a mere Dragon King. Otherwise, Akhtar’s ambition to subvert the world would be too ridiculous.

So, even though she didn't know what Akhtar's trump card was or his specific strength, she believed that Akhtar would be able to deal with it.

"Should we summon his teacher to help?" The White Dragon King touched his chin. With this analysis, it is impossible for Akhtar to face the Dragon King with lightning speed with his strength. He must bring out a more decisive force.

“That’s what we hope for.” The Moon Witch stared at the Dragon King who was attacking again, and saw a huge figure rushing out from the thick dark clouds, swooping down with thunder.

The dragon claw condensed by red thunder swung down, and after Akhtar narrowly avoided it, the huge dragon body swung its tail again, with a force enough to smash a mountain, and smashed towards Akhtar.

"Boom!" The dueling arena shook. This sudden tailspin undoubtedly hit Akhtar and crushed him into the underground of the dueling arena.

Blood was cruelly squeezed out from the dragon's tail. One can imagine how miserable Akhtar's body was after being crushed.

Body parts... no, minced meat.

"Won." The White Dragon King made an expected sound. He certainly knew that Akhtar was very talented, but facing an existence of the Dragon King's level, he still had no chance of winning. The gap in strength between the two sides was too huge.

power.

speed.

magic.

No matter from which dimension we consider it, Akhtar is at an absolute disadvantage and has no chance of winning.

Skills are meaningless in the face of absolute power.

The Demon of Denial nearby also took action, wanting to enter the duel arena and revive Akhtar. However, just as he took a step forward, he saw a shocking scene: black flames shot up into the sky and directly cut off the dragon's tail.

At this time, the Dragon King turned into thunder and rushed into the sky, like a lizard abandoning its tail to escape.

“Don’t make a mistake!” Akhtar raised his hand and brushed his hair. Dragon blood flowed down his cheek, revealing his ferocious smile. “I am favored by the goddess of life. You don’t think you can kill me with just a flick of your tail.”

He was indeed seriously injured by the Dragon King's tail, and his bones were directly shattered, but to him, that was completely unimportant.

With the blessing of the Goddess of Life, he can recover quickly even from fatal injuries, unless excessive attacks are used to overwhelm his recovery speed.

Otherwise, you will be stuck in a situation where you have to fight against his health bar.

"This is also possible?!" A giant dragon spoke up, speechless at Akhtar's tenacious vitality, "He seems to have the favor of the Witch of Death, right?"

"Not only does he have the favor of the Witch of Death, he also holds the Great Sword of Death." A female dragon nearby replied, "If he is cut by the sword, even the Dragon King will feel very uncomfortable."

"Isn't this too much of a cheat?!" A thunder dragon kept complaining. It already had a strong vitality granted by the Goddess of Life, and now it also had a strong attack power granted by the Witch of Death. It could completely fight with others to the limit with its life. As long as it couldn't kill Akhtar as quickly as possible, it would basically be killed by Akhtar's greatsword of death.

It's because the power of the Witch of Death is too strong. The dragon's naturally strong defense is nothing in front of the power of the Witch of Death.

Then, being stabbed will incur negative consequences.

"Perhaps he is really qualified to fight the Dragon King." Youlong changed his mind, despite the huge gap in strength between Akhtar and the Dragon King.

But Akhtar is also blessed by the goddess, and the favor of the witch is really too outrageous.

This is a disguised way to increase Akhtar's strength.

In the duel arena.

Ximu raised his hand and stroked the broken tail of the Dragon King. The flame of eternal death covered it and burned it to ashes. This was not to show his strength, but to get a better view, because the dragon's tail was really an eyesore.

[Host, the witch's favorability has increased! ] The system's voice suddenly came, with a little confusion, [But what's going on? I haven't seen you, the host, conquer the Moon Witch? ] "Don't bother me fighting." Ximu said casually, walked out of the dragon's tail and smashed into the deep space, his eyes firmly locked on the sky.

[Hmm~] The system made a whimpering sound like a puppy, and then fell silent, silently repairing the system panel.

"What, you're not going to do it?" Ximu grinned, his posture seemed very casual, but his attention was highly focused, more focused than when he fought the God of Blood, without any slackness.

The Thunder Dragon King is an extremely tricky guy. His lightning speed and excessive damage caused him to be slaughtered many times when he was a newbie. If he was not careful, he would be killed instantly, and sometimes he didn't even know how he was killed.

For this purpose, he also looked for many strategy guides, studied the Thunder Dragon King thoroughly bit by bit, and learned the corresponding skills.

And right now.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The endless thunder fell, submerging the duel arena like a rainstorm. The deafening roar drowned out all the noise. The endless thunder and rain made people dizzy, and the spreading magnetic field interfered with the lock of the detection magic.

"Bang!" There was a sound of air explosion, and the Dragon King turned into thunder and launched another attack. A figure so fast that it was blurred appeared behind Akhtar, and he condensed his red thunder dragon claws and swung them, ready to kill Akhtar.

In response to this, Ximu also responded quickly, drawing his sword and slashing at the dragon claw. When the sword and claw collided, the shock wave that burst out directly cracked the earth.

Then, Akhtar's figure flew backwards like a cannonball, piercing through the air and heavily crashing into the audience seats of the duel arena.

By the way, he also killed a hapless dragon that was watching.

"Ahem!" Ximu stood up and looked at the Dragon King in the duel arena, only to see a bleeding wound on his dragon claw.

The injuries suffered by both sides were not at the same level at all.

The Dragon King only had a wound on his dragon claw, but the bones in both his arms were broken. However, due to the grace of the Goddess of Life, he has completely recovered and is not as miserable as he looked.

"I'm sorry. Please be more careful in your next life." He apologized to the giant dragon that was killed at his feet, and then rushed towards the Thunder Dragon King.

Stupid.

Although he didn't say it, the Dragon King's eyes did say so. He had already mastered the method against Akhtar. Maintaining high-speed movement and using extremely high-frequency attacks was enough to kill Akhtar.

Think about this.

The Dragon King turned into thunder and disappeared on the spot. His body as huge as a mountain appeared behind Akhtar. He opened his mouth and spit out violent thunder, then disappeared on the spot again, without giving Akhtar any chance to get close.

The battle situation has reached a stalemate.

The man blessed by the goddess of life, the Dragon King standing at the top of the dragon clan, engaged in a fierce battle in the huge duel arena.

Thunder and fire intertwined, and the silhouette of a giant dragon hovering in the sky was looming, attacking the tiny humans below, but always keeping a certain distance to prevent the sword of death from touching its body.

And that tiny human, despite such a fierce attack, still survived, and occasionally was able to grasp the perfect opportunity to cause substantial damage to the high-speed moving Dragon King.

"Who do you think will win?" The Demon of Denial turned and asked the Moon Witch. He now had no way of predicting who would win the battle, so he could only ask his peers what they thought.

The Moon Witch thought for a moment and asked, "Demon of Denial, if you are at the peak of human strength, are you sure you can defeat the Dragon King?"

"No." The demon denied the answer. If he were allowed to challenge the Dragon King in his peak human form, it would inevitably end in death.

This is not to say that he is weak. Before he became a demon, he acted as a scholar. He was not like Akhtar who fought his way up. Most of the time he was doing research and his needs were met through the exchange of interests.

This is also the choice of most people. Only a very small number of people grow up by fighting and killing all the way. Most of the time, there is no need to fight for life and death.

“This fighting talent is no different from foresight.” The Moon Witch opened her cherries lips and gave a true evaluation.

Even if someone else had the same configuration as Akhtar, it would be impossible for him to fight the Dragon King like this. He would probably be killed by the Dragon King not long after the battle began.

However, Akhtar was able to fight the Dragon King to an even match.

"If he becomes a demon." The monocle worn by the demon of denial reflected the battle, "We are no match for him, right?"

"That's inevitable." The Moon Witch gave an affirmative answer. "We haven't experienced much combat at all. We have only surpassed the limits of human beings through research. We are completely different from people like him who grew up in combat."

"...There's a reason why he can become the most brilliant hero of this era." The Demon of Denial shook his head, feeling complicated.

Anyone would have mixed feelings after witnessing a genius who can surpass oneself, even though that person was only surpassed in combat.

However, it is always violence that determines the world's discourse power.

And right now.

"Roar!" The Dragon King suddenly felt a dangerous aura. He saw Akhtar's clone took out a strangely shaped sword. The overall tone was dim, as if it was the afterglow of the setting sun. Two spirals spread from the hilt of the sword and only fit together at the tip of the sword. There was no edge to the sword.

There is absolutely no killing value at all.

however.

If you get hit by that sword, you'll be... badly injured.

Realizing this, the Dragon King's body suddenly turned into red lightning and moved towards the sky.

And it was as if he had predicted the route of his transfer.

The torrent of light hit him accurately and directly cut off one of his dragon wings.

"Roar!" The Dragon King roared, thunder spilling out from between his teeth. He was not panicked, on the contrary, he was terrifyingly calm, knowing that Akhtar would not miss the opportunity at this time and would definitely seize it to deal him a fatal attack.

The twisted dragon head exhaled dragon breath in advance towards Akhtar who was holding the sword of light below.

Then he saw Akhtar put down the hilt of the sword, turned into starlight and disappeared on the spot, choosing to avoid his dragon breath.

Why should he dodge? This is clearly the best chance to inflict a fatal attack on him.

Before he could figure it out.

"Puchi!" A black-robed figure came from nowhere, holding the sword of death and stabbed through the Dragon King's neck.

Blood spurts.

This sword was different from the previous ones. The concentration of the power of death contained in it reached the level of giving gods the concept of death.

The Dragon King's consciousness became hazy at this moment, but his instinct still made a choice. Red lightning burst out from his body, and he planned to make an instant transfer to avoid the next damage.

However, Akhtar on the ground released the Sword of Light as if he had anticipated this, ignoring the woman in black robes, and was submerged in the torrent of light along with the Dragon King.

"Clang!" The sword of light fell, and Ximu's figure fell backwards, lying on the ground where lightning remained.

"Akhtar, don't fall asleep!" A worried voice came from a distance. Ximu turned his head and saw a white-haired loli running towards him, her ruby-like eyes full of worry.

(End of this chapter)