nashuaworldcup Chapter 145: The wrestling in the wilderness is really bullshit, the hunter wrestles with a ton of d
Chapter 145: The wrestling in the wilderness is really bullshit, the hunter wrestles with a ton of d
The confrontation between the hunter and the steel dragon did not last long. The moment their eyes crossed in the air, the battle began.
The rusty steel dragon flapped its wings, and its body, wrapped in wind pressure, fell from the sky like a dim yellow lightning, swooping down from the air.
The steel dragon's dive attack is not a simple fall. During the dive, it is surrounded by powerful wind pressure. The extremely compressed storm can even distort and tear the space.
"Ha! Great!"
Facing the steel dragon falling like a meteor, the man let out a heroic laugh, the flames of battle flashing in his eyes.
Not only did he not retreat, but he stepped forward, holding the broad sword in front of him like a shield, and thrusting his shoulders forward like an unshakable mountain.
Tieshan leans against.
This is not just a simple defense, but a contest of strength.
As the man moved, the sword began to shine with a dazzling red light. This [Black Sword of the Overlord Sword] seemed to come alive. Faintly, one could seem to hear a deafening roar coming from within the sword. It was a challenge from the ancient flying dragon to the present ancient dragon.
The steel dragon's dive was like a crack in the sky, carrying with it the momentum to destroy everything, but the man's iron support was like a towering mountain range, standing firm.
"boom!!!"
When the steel dragon's claws collided with the man's sword, what erupted was not only the roar of metal, but a huge sound like two mountains colliding.
The moment the two came into contact, they stimulated circles of energy ripples, which spread out like ripples and solidified the surrounding air into ice.
Afterwards, the ripples began to spread wildly in all directions. The moment they touched the ground, the entire earth shook. Strong winds and flames intertwined, and a deafening roar broke out.
In this contest of power, the huge steel dragon unexpectedly found itself at a disadvantage.
Its incomparably hard steel claws, originally sharp weapons that could tear apart clouds and crush rocks, were now slowly being pushed away by the hunter's sword.
The hunter's sword seemed to have transformed into a towering mountain, carrying endless power.
With his deep breathing, every effort was like a landslide, and the sword edge collided with the steel dragon's claws, bursting out dazzling sparks.
The Steel Dragon, the ancient dragon whose power had terrified countless hunters, began to slowly retreat in the face of the Greatsword Hunter's persistence and strength.
Its body was huge and heavy, and every movement made the earth shake. Its four legs left deep marks on the hard ground, as if it wanted to tear the earth apart.
However, even so, the hunter's sword remained firm, pushing the steel dragon back step by step.
In this silent contest, the balance of power between the hunter and the steel dragon gradually underwent subtle changes.
The hunter's sword was like an insurmountable barrier, and the steel dragon's power was being weakened bit by bit.
Finally, thanks to the hunter's unremitting efforts, the steel dragon's body finally lost its balance. Its once invincible body began to tilt until it was pushed to the ground.
"Roar!!"
The steel dragon that was crushed to the ground let out an earth-shaking roar that was full of unwillingness and anger. Its huge body struggled in the dust, trying to stand up again, trying to regain its dignity as an ancient dragon.
However, the hunter holding the greatsword would not give the steel dragon any chance to turn the tables.
He knew very well that victory in this battle required not only strength, but also strategy and timing.
The hunter once again held the sword upright in front of him, took a step forward, took a deep breath, and concentrated all his strength on one point.
He thrust his shoulder forward hard.
It was another Iron Mountain attack, but this time, it was not used for defense, but to control the actions of the Steel Dragon.
The sword hit the steel dragon's head hard. It was a precise and fatal attack.
The steel dragon's horns, which were harder than steel, twisted slightly under the hunter's sword, making a harsh metallic friction sound.
The Steel Dragon, which was hit hard on the head, suddenly felt dizzy, his vision became blurred, and his ability to resist weakened.
The dragon's eyes, which were once extremely sharp, were now covered with a mist of pain. It tried to cheer itself up, but the hunter's attack was as powerful as thunder, leaving it no chance to breathe.
After controlling the Steel Dragon's movements, the Hunter did not choose to use a charged slash, but instead used a normal slash.
He raised the greatsword high, the blade shining with a cold light in the sun, and as his movement seemed to fall slowly but was actually fast, the sword edge cut through the air, making a crisp whistling sound, and lightly cut the steel dragon's claws.
Although the steel dragon is a powerful opponent, it is also a precious ancient dragon and its life cannot be easily taken away.
Therefore, the hunter only used half of his strength in this attack.
Although only half of his strength was used, the greatsword in the hunter's hand was still extremely sharp, enough to tear open the steel dragon's rusty skin.
The sword blade swept across like the dawn tearing through the night, accurately and powerfully cutting through the steel dragon's skin, leaving a wound the size of a palm.
The flesh and blood around the wound kept squirming, trying to heal, but was stopped by a strange burning force.
That is the power of the Tyrant Dragon contained in the Tyrant Dragon Greatsword. This power limits the ancient dragons' powerful healing ability, making it impossible for them to heal themselves easily.
The injured steel dragon let out a low roar, and there was both pain and fear in the sound.
Instead of continuing the pursuit, the hunter chose to stop. He stood there, inserted the greatsword in his hand into the ground, and reached into his armor to take out a bottle.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'll help you remove the rust and peel off your skin, and get two bottles of ancient dragon blood at the same time, you don't recommend it."
The hunter stretched out his hand and held down the steel dragon's struggling body. The unimaginable power contained in that thin human body easily pinned the ancient dragon, which was not good at strength, to the ground and collected its blood at will.
The blood of the ancient dragon that slowly flowed out from the wound was like the essence of time, flowing with ancient secrets and power.
Every drop of blood sparkles with a deep luster, containing ancient wisdom and power.
They gather in the bottle, emitting a faint light.
The blood of ancient dragons is a material that contains the power of ancient dragons and is a harmonizing agent for creating many equipment.
The power of the Tyrant Dragon attached to the wound is limited after all, and will eventually be exhausted by the ancient dragon's endless healing power.
Without the obstruction of the Tyrant Dragon's power, the wound healed quickly.
The hunter also properly collected the last drop of ancient dragon's blood, covered the bottle with the cap and put it inside the armor.
"Okay, now that the blood has been drained, I'll help you remove the rust."
The hunter released his hand that was suppressing the steel dragon, and his tone was like that of a rural butcher. The steel dragon that had just been bled was about to face the torture of skinning, which was comparable to scalding pig hair.