Fighting Against the Wind begins with the Dragon Flame

Chapter 5
noon.

The desert under the scorching sun is unusually quiet.

Lin Yang took off the cloth on his face that was used to block the flying sand. The whistling of the wind no longer rang in his ears.

The strong wind from the night has been completely calmed by the high temperature, and the only sound around is the friction between the soles of shoes and the sand when walking.

The hot sand occasionally passed over his shoes and splashed onto his bare ankles, making Lin Yang feel a little uncomfortable.
He took out a bottle of water from the storage ring and poured it over his head. The benefit of having a storage ring to carry supplies was revealed again.

Mercenary teams in the desert usually raise funds to purchase storage rings, otherwise they will not be able to go deep into the desert, and there will be no benefits if they just stay on the periphery.

Just after wiping the sweat off his forehead, Lin Yang's expression suddenly changed. He clenched his right palm with the five fingers, and a shield immediately appeared in his hand, covering the whole person. At the same time, he squatted down, ready to resist the attack.

"boom-"

A collision sound was heard, the shield deformed slightly, and a huge force was transmitted through the shield, making Lin Yang's arm a little numb.

He decisively abandoned his shield and retreated. While retreating, Lin Yang looked intently at the attacker.

"Fuck, Sand Centipede, how unlucky I am to encounter something like this."

After seeing the attacker's appearance clearly, Lin Yang cursed angrily.

"Sand Centipede, a first-level magical beast, has strong physical strength. It likes to hide in the sand and suddenly attack. If it fails in one attack, it will retreat and follow its prey to wait for the next opportunity."

Watching the Sand Centipede slowly shrink back into the sand, Lin Yang's face became increasingly ugly.

This monster is more difficult to deal with than the one-horned viper. As long as there is an antidote pill, the poison attack of the one-horned viper can be ignored and any fighter can beat it.

The Sand Centipede is a magical beast that can target seven-star fighters, and even nine-star fighters are unwilling to fight with this hunting method.

Because in the wild, no one can guarantee their condition forever, and as long as they are injured.
"Come on, I have so many pills on me, let's see who can outlast the other!"

After cursing again, Lin Yang stroked the storage ring hanging around his waist, feeling more confident.

Fortunately, he had the resources donated by Zhou Cheng and the royal family, which contained a lot of basic first- and second-grade elixirs. As long as he replenished himself in time, he would not be afraid of being taken advantage of by the Sand Centipede.

The hidden skills that the Sand Centipede was proud of were of no use due to his powerful perception, and he could not even rest well.

Continuing walking in the desert, the vast desert is unscrupulously showing its power to passers-by.

In my sight, the entire desert was filled with nothing but wind and sand and my own shadow.

Being alone in such an environment, it feels like being separated from the original world and entering into a dead silence.

Walking in it is itself a practice of will.

I don’t know how long it took, but the scorching sun had slowly set behind the towering sand dunes in the distance.

The afternoon in the desert is the time when there should be no wind, but Lin Yang could still feel gusts of wind, making it difficult for him to maintain his balance.

"The beast finally left. It attacked 4 times in 10 hours without success, but it still refused to give up. It's like a mad dog."

Looking back at the sand behind him, Lin Yang curled his lips.

He raised his hand and looked at the long scar on it. It was the wound caused by the claws of the sand centipede during the third attack. If he did not have healing pills, he would have been hunted down by it.

Looking at the wound, Lin Yang felt a dull pain on his back. It was the fifth time he was attacked and he had to withstand the impact of the sand centipede.

"You beast, I'd better not meet you again in the future."

Lin Yang was so angry at the Sand Centipede that he cursed it angrily and then breathed a sigh of relief.

That thing followed me all the way, and now it's finally gone, so I don't have to worry about it anymore.

However, the reason for giving up was not because of Lin Yang, but the huge threat coming from the direction of Lin Yang's movement.

"It's coming, it's coming soon."

His tone was calm, but there was an unstoppable heat in his eyes. Lin Yang stared into the distance.

It was a yellow-brown storm towering into the sky.

Yellow sand, flowing flames, and stones danced in the strong wind, sweeping away the obstacles along the way.

The temperature was even higher than at noon, completely distorting the light. Waves of heat were carried by the strong wind like ripples, spreading in all directions.

"Closer, closer, into the sandstorm"

The yellow-brown flame in the Dantian has turned into a dragon shape, and lines of consciousness are transmitted into Lin Yang's mind, urging Lin Yang to enter the range of the storm.

After browsing the information sent by the illusory Wind Fury Dragon Flame, Lin Yang's eyes kept moving back and forth between himself and the sandstorm in the distance, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Let me in? I won't survive long in a sandstorm."

Lin Yang cursed angrily, stood there hesitating for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, braved the strong wind, and continued walking towards the sandstorm in the distance.

"You better be more reliable."

The sandstorm was getting closer and closer, and the surrounding environment was difficult to see because of the yellow sand all over the sky.

But the images continuously transmitted by the illusory Wind Fury Dragon Flame in his body allowed Lin Yang to once again see the scene at the center of the sandstorm.

In the center of the sandstorm, the yellow-brown dragon-shaped flames in the tornado's sea of ​​fire were constantly roaring, sounding like a dragon's roar, intimidating all things.

Feng Nu Long Yan seemed to sense the same aura in Lin Yang's body. After letting out a roar, it quickly moved towards Lin Yang's direction.

Running in both directions, the two things, which were not far apart to begin with, touched each other almost in an instant.

"It hurts!"

Suddenly entering the range of the storm, the extremely high temperature instantly baked Lin Yang's entire body red.

The sand flying at high speed in the strong wind left bloody marks on Lin Yang's body. The broken stones were swept by the storm and kept crashing into him.

Lin Yang tried his best to hide from the storm, with his internal fighting spirit running at high speed to resist the invasion of high temperature, but with little effect.

"If you don't come out, I'm going to die!"

After a roar, there was finally movement in the Dantian, and a yellowish-brown light flashed.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, light condensed and rushed out from Lin Yang's body, heading straight for the center of the sandstorm.

“Boom—Boom!”

"Roar!"

With a few loud noises, the originally dim sandstorm suddenly became brighter. The yellow-brown light expanded rapidly, and circles of light waves spread out.
Slowly, the strong wind calmed down, the flying yellow sand fell back to the ground, and the stones hit the sand again and again.
"Fuck, I survived. Ahem, Master Illusory Flame, I won't doubt you anymore."

Lying in the yellow sand, Lin Yang coughed a few times to cough out the sand that was blown into his mouth by the wind, his face showing relief for surviving the disaster and uncontrollable excitement.
At this moment, high in the sky, the yellowish-brown light slowly converged and condensed into a point of light, falling from a high altitude and floating in front of Lin Yang.

Lin Yang looked closely, and in the light, there was the Wind Fury Dragon Flame that took the shape of a dragon, no longer illusory. He put his palm close to it, and gusts of hot wind blew, burning his palm so much that it stung.

When his palm touched the Wind Fury Dragon Flame in front of him, it immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed into Lin Yang's body, and a piece of information was transmitted into his mind.

Entering the inner vision and observing the illusory flame in Dantian, Lin Yang stroked his chin, thoughtfully.

"Who is it, come out!"

After exiting the inner vision, Lin Yang's face suddenly changed slightly. He flipped his palm and a long knife appeared in his hand. He roared towards the left front.

"Bang bang."

The gravel on top of the sand and stone pile kept rolling down and falling onto the hard ground that had been reshaped after being melted and cooled by the Wind Fury Dragon Flame, making a series of collision sounds.

"boom-"

With a loud bang, sand and stones flew everywhere, and a figure in a black robe rushed out from the pile of rocks and headed straight towards Lin Yang.

"Huh, kid, you react pretty quickly."

The fist stopped three meters in front of Lin Yang and no longer moved closer. The black-robed man's pupils shrank slightly and his sight was focused on the dragon-shaped flame in front of Lin Yang.

"If you want to kill me, then die together!"

(End of this chapter)