Chapter 1183 Dragon Blood, Academy, Dragon Slayer

"Boom!"

Muria's body turned sideways slightly, and he avoided the sword that was stabbing at his chest, and slipped past the scales on the side of his abdomen, grinding out golden-red sparks. Then, Muria stretched out her front paw and poked lightly.

Boom!

Facing Yizhi, a young dragon whose size is completely incomparable to his, the burly and burly dragon hunter had no power to resist, and immediately flew upside down. On the rocks.

The fine stones splashed randomly, and the young dragon hunter was half-sinked on the boulder, his torso was full of burning and sharp pain, and his mouth and nose were full of a strong iron smell.

"Victor, are you okay!" Concerned greetings came from the closed helmet one after another.

"Cough, it's okay, I can't die, but I feel like I can't fight with you anymore." The young dragon hunter felt that he couldn't stand up anymore, "Be careful, don't be hit by this dragon, It's wicked."

But just after he finished speaking, a familiar figure slammed into his side, plowing a seven or eight meter long dirt mark on the ground.

"Didn't I tell you to pay attention? How did you get hit so quickly?"

"You think I'm willing?" The young man who was slapped on the chest by Long Yi's paw and felt that if it wasn't for this set of exoskeleton power armor on his body, his body could be smashed into pieces replied with a wry smile.

"This dragon is too evil. It looked like it was about to be killed by us just now, but it gnawed its own wings in a blink of an eye and became so strong."

"I feel like I've changed a dragon!"

"Split personality disorder?"

"Nonsense, how could dragons have human mental illnesses."

"Who can say for sure."

The two young dragon hunters who lost their fighting power after only taking one blow chatted relaxedly, and their mentality was still extremely relaxed at this time.

Because in their hearts, they felt that this time was nothing more than a mission failure, which was harmless, and left and right were just letting the dragon escape.

But as time passed and the battle continued, the two dragon hunters, who were already powerless to fight, suddenly panicked because they saw their companions being knocked down by this evil young dragon continuously.

"Why are you so good? You were knocked down with one blow?"

"no,

All of them were so awesome during training, why did they wither like this when it came to actual combat? Unable to withstand even one blow, they were all knocked down. "

"Shut up the two of you and say we can't do it. Are you different? You're not usually bullshit. When it comes to fighting, the first one is brought down."

While these dragon hunters were arguing with each other, Muria had already knocked down the last guy who dared to rush up to melee with him, and this blow directly pierced his exoskeleton armor, making the dazzling red Flowing on the stone.

The death of the first companion caused all the dragon hunters to fall into silence. At this moment, all the dragon hunters suddenly remembered that they were participating in a battle that could kill them at any time, not the usual academy training.

Due to the detailed information before and the battle plan that has been deduced many times by the brain, they have always maintained absolute suppression against the young dragon at the beginning of the battle, without feeling the slightest crisis.

But now the death of their companions made them realize that this is not a simulation training where failures can be repeated. This is a battle of life and death between different races.

"I see."

Muria stretched out his claws and peeled off the small tin can in front of him, and when he saw the young and immature face inside the armor, he suddenly realized, "They are actually a group of students, no wonder they fight like this!" immature."

"This dragon is going to eat Owen's body, damn it, let alone our mission failure, can't we even keep our companion's body?"

"Don't hesitate, give up the mission and ask the instructor for help, we have failed."

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

...

"In this case, then I will give up the mission, and you don't blame me when the time comes."

crunch!

The sound of metal twisting and breaking sounded. After Muria stripped off the armor of the dragon hunter in front of him, he threw these extremely high-strength alloy equipment into his mouth, and then chewed.

Seeing this kind of behavior, the eyes of the dragon hunters who were beaten to half their lives were straightened,

"Can Aiwen alloy steel be chewed directly? Didn't the textbooks ever tell us that the teeth of the ancient dragon species are so good?"

"The textbook didn't tell us that the ancient dragon species would enter a second state after entering the dying state."

"I feel that everything the academy learns is fake."

... Muria chewed on the exoskeleton armor of the dragon hunter with the dragon teeth strengthened by the great power of the deity, while looking at these humans, lost in thought,

"Teacher, task, college, something interesting."

Although she just woke up, Muria deduced many things from the current situation.

First of all, the part of the group of big worlds he descended on now includes dragon creatures and humanoid intelligent races who possess high-end supernatural technology, and the two are still hostile, and dragons seem to be still in danger of being hunted. Wonderful situation.

As for how to see that the situation of dragons is not good, it is very simple. The weapons and equipment used by these dragon hunters in front of them are all made for dragons, which can be called perfect large predators.

The existence of the academy proves that humans are cultivating dragon-slaying warriors in batches. If dragons have the upper hand in the battle between humans and dragons, how could they tolerate the existence of such an institution among humans.

"Tsk, such a good innate starting condition, to be so miserable, is the human being in this world too strong, or the dragon is too useless?"

Muria heard everything communicated by the dragon slayers who had been maimed by him before him, and the power of his deity was not restricted in any way.

"A very special kind of ancient dragon that knocked down all my students."

Just as Muria was thinking, a human in white running came from the air and looked down at him, "Young dragon, I know you can understand what I'm talking about, now you can catch me obediently, I can give you a chance to live, you have quite good research value."

"Dragonborn?"

Muria raised his head, and looked at the human standing above him with weird eyes. He could sense the power of the same species as him surging in the body of this human being who was normal on the surface. It was the dragon. the power of.

But the strange thing is that although the power of the dragon veins in his body is pure, the amount is extremely rare, and it is controlled within a rather delicate boundary.

"What is your look? Are you curious about me?"

"Yes, I'm very curious. I want to study you." Morea replied with a soul voice.

"Hehe, as expected of an ancient dragon species, even a newly born young dragon is so arrogant."

Regarding Muria's response, the instructor of the academy who came to rescue his students regarded it as the pride of dragons, "It seems that only pure power can make you submit."

"Use force to make me submit?" Muria's eyes became even weirder, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling rising from her heart. So this is the so-called pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger? No, this description is not accurate. His current appearance is also a dragon, but it is an alien dragon.

Fei Lian!

Dragon blood was flowing in his body, but the middle-aged mentor pointed to Muria, and the clear and free wind condensed white wind blades under the action of the dragon blood power in his body, and then turned towards Mu Ruiya. Rhea came chopping.

"Use the wind against me?"

Seeing such a magic attack originating from the power of dragon blood, Muria didn't bother to dodge. When the wind blade approached her, the will of the wind was easily usurped, or they saw the real master.

The breezy wind surrounded the mutilated black dragon, and the baby dragon's golden one-eyed looked up at the stunned humans above, with a trace of teasing in his eyes.