Chapter 89 The Red Scale Road (Part 2)

Alger said to the two: "I am here to guard, they will not attack you, but if you accidentally fall to death, you will become food for the dragons."

"Good luck to you."

This is the entry trial of [Red Scale Conqueror] set by Cassius. In the past few years, at least hundreds of followers have participated in this challenge, but none of them succeeded. They were either killed or fled.

Mantou wanted to cry but had no tears: "Then I really thank you."

The dragons flapped their wings wildly in the air, hissing, roaring, and growling, gradually surrounding them.

In their view, as long as they fell these humans to death, they would have snacks to eat, which was still very easy. They were even familiar with it, and several hobgoblins and tieflings had been buried in their mouths.

Singo looked at the dragons that were gradually approaching and whispered: "Mantou, have you chosen?"

"What to choose?"

Mantou was still a little confused.

Singo took out several bundles of lassoes from his backpack, threw one bundle to Mantou, and then threw him a can of spray containing an unknown liquid.

"Of course I choose a mount."

"Huh?"

Mantou was still in shock from being surrounded by the dragons, and he didn't come back to his senses, but he soon understood the other party's crazy behavior and was stunned.

Singo ignored him and continued, "I think the one on the cliff is good. It is the largest and strongest one in this area. You are not allowed to compete with me for it."

"Watch it, I will only demonstrate it once. I have practiced this trick for a long time. I tried it in Red Dead Redemption before."

After saying that, he threw the lasso neatly and accurately, and directly put it on the neck of the more than four-meter-long and huge dragon on the rock wall, and then tightened the rope.

"Woo-ah-"

The two-legged dragon was suddenly caught and was a little panicked.

It struggled violently, shaking its neck, neighing, and then it frantically flapped its wings, trying to throw the human who was dragging it off.

But Singo held the rope tightly, letting the hemp rope wrap around his hand for several circles, and then he took advantage of the dragon's struggling and shaking power to jump directly onto the back of the two-legged dragon.

"Ah!"

The dragon was immediately furious when the human who seemed weak and humble to it sat on its back.

Its neck twisted back and forth, its wings flapped wildly, and its huge body accelerated, stopped suddenly, rotated, and even deliberately hit the rock wall with its back in the air.

But Singo's arms were tightly around its neck, and he refused to let go no matter how it struggled.

He even pulled out one hand, picked up the can of spray and sprayed it on the dragon's head, and did not forget to teach in mid-air: "The can contains female dragon hormones, which can soothe their emotions and nerves!"

However, such a confrontation also consumed a lot of Singo.

After several struggles, he finally ran out of energy and had to find an opportunity when the dragon was flying low and swooping. He jumped down and rolled on the ground for several times to cushion the blow.

The dragon wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to attack and let out a roar.

But Singo quickly got up, drank a bottle of vitality potion, and continued to confront the dragon head-on, waiting for an opportunity to ride on the dragon's back again.

"It's still a long way off. I guess I'll have to spend the whole day with it."

Singo grinned, looking quite excited, panting and said, "This thing is really hard to deal with, but fortunately, every time I ride it, the system will show that the proficiency bonus is increased."

"If we repeat this several times, I guess we can max out the proficiency of riding."

Mantou was speechless for a moment and could only sigh:

"You are such a beast."

But Mantou thought of his dream of flying in the sky, and then thought about his hard work for 18 days. It was just the last step away. How could he retreat?

He suddenly became fierce in his heart.

Mantou stared at the flying dragons, gritted his teeth, and threw out the lasso with all his strength. He was lucky enough to hit a three-meter-long, savage two-legged flying dragon.

Then the flying dragon struggled madly and flew up.

But Mantou failed to cross its back, and was carried by the flying dragon, hanging below and flying all over the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhh——"

"I'm dying, dying, dying——Xingo, save me!"

His miserable cry resounded through the valley.

On the ground, Singo stared at Mantou who was thrown dizzy, and said disdainfully: "You're a rookie, just practice more."

He pulled the hunter's longbow and aimed.

"Swoosh——"

The arrow shot out, and the lasso rope was shot off with one arrow, causing Mantou to fall from mid-air and fall to the ground.

"Xingo, you saved people like this..."

Mantou, who fell on his face, wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only drink the healing potion silently

But at this time, Singo also caught up with the previous wyvern again and started a second contest with it.

In this way, in the Flying Dragon Valley, the two players started a fierce competition with the wyvern again and again. The wyvern threw them off again and again, and they rode on it again and again, and even became more and more skilled in riding, and stayed on its back for longer and longer.

Until later, they could even control the direction of the wyvern with their movements, and they could keep their balance on it with just their legs without falling.

Until now, the wyvern was impatient and flew directly to a height of 100 meters to circle, trying to kill the human on its back.

But Singo was not panicked at all. With the help of the feather fall scroll that he had prepared long ago, he landed lightly on the ground, making the flying dragon so angry that it roared and spitted everywhere.

"Roar——"

All that could be heard was the flying dragon's somewhat weak and hoarse roar.

[Your skill experience meets the requirement]

[Your proficiency item [Riding] is increased to +3]

Singo landed lightly on the ground and said to Mantou who had just got off the dragon's back: "This wave is very comfortable. My riding proficiency item has been +3. How about you?"

Mantou supported his knees and panted: "Now it's +2, but the weightlessness of this thing makes me want to vomit. I wonder if there is a vomiting mechanism here..."

Singo said disdainfully: "That's just your bad luck. How can a person who is dizzy with dragons become a knight?"

Mantou said speechlessly: "Do you think everyone is as bad as you? Call Brother Zhan Kuang over, maybe he will really vomit all over the floor."

Alger looked at the two panting humans and saw their riding skills improve at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was a rare surprise in his golden eyes.

"These so-called 'gifted people' may really become dragon knights in a short period of time."

"It's incredible."

His years of training experience was completely broken.

You have to know that these flying dragons are far more violent monsters than giant eagles, and it is almost impossible to control them.

I am afraid that even among the three hundred people in the previous North Wind Eagle Guards who have undergone more than ten years of training, only a few elites like him can do it.

And these two humans...

Their talents even make Alger doubt his life.