You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

And under Iori's surprised gaze, the dragon with blue-black scales and silver-white mane actually lowered its altitude on its own initiative, sank its body into the water, and easily destroyed a warship with its physical strength.

"Why should we give up our advantage?" Iori frowned.

He didn't think that the rain of arrows and stones just now could really bring down the dragon. This wasn't a game. You couldn't force a flying unit to the ground and let it be chopped off by you...

After the dragon entered the water, small boats dropped from the warships one after another and surrounded it from all sides. When the black dots leaped into the air and climbed onto the dragon's body, Iori realized that the humans were actually going to engage in close combat!

The battle was quite intense...or rather, it was one-sided.

Even from a distance, Iori could tell that those who dared to challenge the dragon in a small boat were all warriors with outstanding skills. They specifically attacked the scars, avoiding the hard dragon scales, and successfully carved one bloody scar after another on this super dangerous species.

What is incredible is that the dragon, which obviously has long-range means, seems to have lost its mind at this moment, and is fighting like a pure beast, constantly destroying warships with its claws and tail. Although its efficiency is still high, it inevitably becomes the target of concentrated fire and suffers a lot of attacks in vain.

What was even more strange was that it did not seem to actively "eliminate" the human swordsmen on its body. It just killed many of them while thrashing around, but there were always some who stayed on its body to continue destroying...

In this way, the human side fought courageously until the end, and finally—

Not a single battleship was left.

Even though they were well-armed and had prepared many targeted tactics, and the dragon had lost its mind and played to its weaknesses and avoided its strengths, the gap in hard power was still difficult to make up.

The final result was that the dragon was covered in scars and its majestic figure was covered in blood, but it still stood firmly on the sea. Not a single human warship was left, only a few small boats.

"……Roar!"

After taking a glance at the devastated sea, the dragon's eyes revealed sadness. It roared again and soared into the air. Thousands of tons of blood-stained sea water fell down like a waterfall of blood.

At this time, the storm had stopped, but dark clouds were still gathering in the sky. Iori watched from afar as the giant dragon entered the clouds and disappeared. The dragon's roar gradually faded away. He couldn't help but let out a long breath of hot air, and his spirit suddenly relaxed.

After thinking about it, he steered the boat towards the battlefield. With so many people, there should be some survivors. If he could rescue one or two, he might be able to find out the specific location of the Eastern island country.

But for some reason, the closer he got to the battlefield, the more uneasy Iori became. It was not until the clouds in the sky grew thicker and that strange feeling came over him again that he stopped the boat, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"Ho~~~"

Sure enough, the clouds split open again, and a blood-stained but still powerful dragon looked down at the sea with majesty like a god. After quickly passing by a bunch of broken ships, it finally locked its eyes on Iori!

Volume 40: White Moonlight of the Seireitei: Chapter : Broken Dragon and Broken Sword

In his previous life, Iori had also imagined the appearance of a dragon in his young fantasies. I believe that everyone has more or less had the experience of being shocked by this creature in film and television works. However, no matter how realistic the special effects are, they cannot compare to the miracles seen with one's own eyes.

Beauty, danger, holiness... these feelings seemed insignificant at this moment, because when the distance was shortened to a certain extent, feeling the breath full of vitality, and being suppressed by some invisible aura, only one thought remained in the mind -

powerful!

This is a majestic body built up from pure strength and years!

It was so close that Iori could actually see his own appearance clearly in the round table-sized pupil.

Neither animal nor divine, these eyes were so calm, like a lake without a ripple, completely different from their violent appearance during the previous battle.

call--

His breath blew Iori's cloak, revealing the famous sword Jiang Xue on his waist.

"roar~"

The loud dragon roars caused waves on the sea, and the boat swayed like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, but Iori's feet remained firmly on the deck without wavering.

As the giant dragon raised its majestic head and opened its huge mouth, Iori's pupils slowly shrank——

boom!

There was no movement of accumulated power, neither fire nor ice, but a large vacuum was created in an instant, and dense invisible blades like a torrent swept past, cutting the small boat into countless pieces and mixing with tens of millions of tons of sea water before rushing into the sky.

But Iori was not among them.

The next moment, the young man with the sword drawn appeared above the dragon's head, a little behind it. The spinning blade tore through the wind and struck the dragon's neck like lightning.

Stab it!

A series of sparks flashed, and there was a teeth-grinding friction sound. The feeling from the knife did not feel like it was hitting flesh and blood at all.

But the seemingly soft bristles actually had extraordinary strength. Iori used the momentum of falling to cut off a few of them, but was blocked by a thin silver thread hidden in the middle, and the blade was forcibly moved aside!

The result was just a conspicuous scratch on the hard dragon scales.

"Roar--!"

The sea dragon suddenly lost its target and was immediately attacked. After a slight delay, it let out an excited and high-spirited long roar, which swept across the four directions accompanied by a huge air wave.

Iori subconsciously wanted to grab the hair on the dragon's spine, but the tentacles sensed something was wrong and immediately retracted. The next moment, the whole person was blown away.

In the strong wind, Iori tried to adjust his posture, his feet close to the sea surface, causing a series of waves, and finally sank into the sea. In the dark environment, he looked at his left hand, and there was a cut across the palm of his leather glove, and a series of small blood beads slowly secreted from the palm and scattered into the sea water...

Got cut? Is body hair naturally so sharp?

Iori thought of the imperial weapon [Thousand Changes and Cross Tail] in the original work, and felt awe in his heart.

It is said that the silk imperial weapon is made from the hair of the super dangerous species in the East China Sea - the Dragon in the Clouds. It has amazing toughness and sharpness. The strongest one is even called the "Boundary Cutting Thread" and has quite amazing actual combat performance.

This is just body hair. According to the laws of nature, for large predators like dragons, body hair is often used to enhance deterrence or keep warm. Generally speaking, it plays an auxiliary role. The real attacking organs are still sharp teeth and claws.

Since body hair is so tough, there is no reason why claws and scales should be any weaker!

It's like fighting a mobile arsenal...

Another incredible thought flashed through Iori's mind: Could this guy be the one that the first emperor encountered a thousand years ago?

Although the time span is large, there are long-lived species among ordinary life that can live for hundreds of years, so it does not seem surprising that super-dangerous species have such a long lifespan.

boom!

Without giving Iori much time to think, the sea surface was quickly split apart by the huge body, and the dragon, with a bright light flashing in its eyes, pounced towards Iori quickly.

Waiting for you!

Iori's eyes sharpened, changing his usual diligent and housekeeping style, and he let go of his restrictions and let his spiritual pressure pour out.

The giant dragon opened its mouth in the sea, and the surging undercurrent suddenly shot out like a high-pressure water gun, trying to push Iori into the abyss!

But the speed of the water column was obviously not as fast as the vacuum blade. Iori calmly stretched out his left hand and manifested a glowing spiritual shield, which was the Eighth Path of Binding: Rebuke. Although it was a low-level ghost path, it protected Iori very well, allowing him to be pushed by the undercurrent to accelerate his falling speed and move away from the dragon.

This distance gave Iori enough time to silently prepare to chant the spell.

[The Sixty-Three Ways of Binding: Binding with Chains]!

Thick snake-like chains shot out from the darkness, circling along the undercurrent. The dragon almost took the initiative to meet the chains and was entangled. When it realized that something was wrong, the chain was suddenly tightened under Iori's control, locking it above the neck and including the lower jaw!

The dragon struggled frantically, but was shocked to find that it could not open its mouth.

The chain was wrapped very densely and was very strong, making it difficult for it to exert force for a while.

——!

Iori was extremely fast. After grabbing the chain, he followed the force of the dragon's pull and drew a flowing trajectory in the sea, attacking its softer lower abdomen.

Infinite fighting spirit was revealed in the dragon's eyes, and powerful strength burst out from its huge body. It suddenly stopped falling and rushed back towards the sea surface. Iori was also hit by the strong water pressure, and his movements suddenly became disorderly.

puff!

The giant dragon broke through the sea and soared into the sky, circling up into the clouds, but Iori held on to the chain tightly without letting go.

The dragon that entered the clouds was more flexible than that in the sea. Iori felt like he was pulling a high-speed train on a roller coaster track. His body was in danger of being torn apart at any time, but even so he had to persevere.

Because once he lets go, without his direct control, the chain will break at any time!

Check it out!

Thanks to his long-term persistence, Iori saw that there was a scar hidden by the fluffy mane on the inside of the dragon's lower jaw, close to the theoretical throat position (in fact, Iori was not very good at judging the dragon's body structure).

It is absolutely impossible to see it at ordinary times, and it can only flash occasionally when the wind blows.

Iori's eyes focused, and he made a simple estimate of his remaining spiritual pressure, then began to chant a certain Hadō spell.

The fluctuation of spiritual pressure seemed to have disturbed the dragon. Although it had never seen this form of attack, its mental strength was not weak and it keenly sensed the abnormality.

Suddenly, arcs of electricity appeared on the dragon scales, and Iori felt something was wrong.

Crack!!!

A blinding flash of lightning flashed in the clouds and struck the dragon, instantly enveloping its entire body. However, this not only did not harm it, but instead made its mane appear gorgeous and fluttering under the tempering of lightning, showing the beauty of pure power.

At the same time, the dragon felt the force of the chain on its mouth loosen, and it broke it with a slight effort. Then a ball of fire fell slowly from the sky, which seemed to be the human being affected by the lightning.

The giant dragon showed a look of regret in his eyes, and looked at the flames -

The vertical pupil suddenly shrank into a line!

The flames were blown away by the wind, and it turned out to be just a burning cloak!

An astonishing spiritual pressure fluctuation suddenly appeared on the left side of the dragon head. A masked swordsman wearing tight clothes and holding a famous sword, coated the "qi" compressed to the extreme on the blade.

A head-on confrontation? A fatal strike?

The human saw the wound on its neck!

"Roar!!!"

The dragon opened its mouth wide and bit towards Iori like a human laughing wildly.

In a moment, just a moment, either Iori can break through the protection of the mane and pierce the wound, or he will be buried in the dragon's mouth!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the dragon's sharp teeth were about to pierce through Iori's body——

Ka!

The dragon's mouth made a terrifying collision sound, but there was no blood splattering. The dragon was stunned:

The trajectory of this human's movement is not towards its wound!

The next moment, Iori appeared on the other side of the dragon head. His skilled instant step technique was just as precise and calm as Saito said.

[The Seventy-Eighth Chapter of Breaking the Way: Cutting the Hualun]!

The pure white air blade attached to the katana cut through the dragon's vertical pupil like a rotating blade wheel!

Zheng! ! !

"Roar----!"

The long knife tore all the way to the jawbone, colliding with the hard bones and sharp dragon teeth, making a clear metallic tremor -

Ka!

The famous sword Jiang Xue breaks!

Volume 41: The White Moonlight of the Seireitei: Chapter : Ah? Dragon Slaying Sword, Me?

The burning dragon blood spilled out, a roar of suppressed pain resounded through the sky, and Iori's body fell freely in the strong wind.

After all... is it still just one step behind?

Glancing at the broken sword in his hand, Iori shook his head slightly.

If it was a Zanpakutō, the result would be very different - of course, saying this now sounds like making excuses for myself.

Most of the spiritual pressure was consumed, and the remaining energy was not enough to support such a fierce battle. The weapons they carried with them were also broken. Although there were spare supplies on the boat, the small boat was destroyed at the beginning.

It can be said that all means have been used but there is nothing that can be done, right?

In contrast, even with the loss of an eye, the dragon still maintains its powerful fighting power. Next, Iori's chances of winning are...

puff!

The boy fell into the sea, creating a wave. This time he quickly jumped out and found a piece of wood as a foothold.

"no solution anymore."

Iori looked at the giant dragon hovering in the sky, reached into his arms, and grasped a hard object - [Dimensional Array Shangri-La].

Looks like I have to flee... I have made it to victory. Before that, I'll mark this place to avoid having to take the sea route again in the future.

Iori held the imperial weapon tightly, ready to activate it at any time, but he was not in a hurry. For some reason, he did not move for a long time. Instead, he stared at the scarred dragon with a look of deep thought in his eyes.

After a moment, the giant dragon circled down, creating waves on the sea. Iori was able to stand firmly on the wooden board, looking up at this dominant life form above the heaving waves.

"Roar!!!!"

The violent dragon roar actually calmed the sea surface a lot, as if even nature itself was afraid of it.

Unexpectedly, the giant dragon whose eye was blinded did not immediately launch a revenge against Iori, but stopped after seeing the broken blade in the boy's hand, and a human-like regretful emotion was revealed in the remaining one eye.

It looked at Iori deeply, as if it wanted to remember this human who showed no fear even though he had lost his weapon. Then it let out a long, melodious howl to the sky, and soared into the sky again like a whirlwind, disappearing into the dark clouds.

“…left?”

Iori stared at the clouds in amazement. Although he felt that the dragon had a certain degree of intelligence and there might be some unknown reasons behind its behavior, he did not expect that it could restrain its bloodthirsty nature and choose to give up when the battle reached this point.