The man and the dragon each took a dozen steps back, and were evenly matched.
The middle-aged man possessed an extremely high level of spiritual attainment, and his fighting spirit was as vast and powerful as the sea.
Su Qing was far inferior to her opponent in this respect, but with the help of her swordsmanship, she managed to fight to a draw.
Su Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The opponent wasn't as terrifying as she had imagined; he seemed capable of fighting.
The middle-aged man, however, did not believe it and even felt that his worldview had collapsed. Where did this dragon come from? And why did it have such a high level of swordsmanship? Where did this species come from?
"Again!"
The middle-aged man roared and charged forward again.
The man and the dragon clashed, sword and spear collided, and the aftershocks from each outburst caused the onlookers to change color slightly.
Both of these guys have reached the pinnacle, and whoever wins could have a decisive impact on the battles to come.
After hundreds of rounds of fighting, Su Qing was a little distracted. He had many tricks up his sleeve, but he didn't want to reveal any of them. And the tricks he could reveal, he couldn't use to defeat the guy in front of him.
After much deliberation, we could only resort to a desperate measure: to wear down the opponent!
As a dragon, its energy and physical strength are dozens of times that of a human. If this continues, the guy opposite will surely die. Moreover, it also has the divine skill of regenerating flesh and blood.
We can fight until the end of time!
The battle lasted a full day, and when the sun rose the next day, the man and the dragon were still fighting, though the middle-aged man looked exhausted.
Su Qing also felt a bit hungry: "How about we call this a draw and go home to eat?"
Su Qing offered in a friendly manner, "I can treat you to breakfast!"
"roll!"
The middle-aged man roared, his blood surging within him, his weariness vanished, and a layer of crimson flames spread across his body.
The drowsy people on both sides immediately perked up and frowned as they watched the battlefield.
"This guy is burning his life essence; it seems he's preparing for a final gamble!"
The old fox rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself, "Old people have such light sleep. Look at the white-haired minotaur next to me, he's still snoring."
"Can that dragon withstand it?"
An old man standing next to Ariel spoke up; he had been observing the battlefield diligently.
After all, the power that a strong person at the 12th level of the Glorious Realm can unleash when burning their source energy is terrifying.
Su Qing's eyes widened slightly: "Brother, we're just going through the motions, there's no need to risk our lives!"
"Who said you're my brother? You go to hell!"
The middle-aged man straightened up, and his spear thrust out like a dragon.
The flames formed a terrifying fire tornado with a diameter of three meters, surging towards them.
Su Qing quickly retreated, flapping her wings to take off and avoid the oncoming fire tornado. As she ascended, she beckoned to the middle-aged man on the ground with her middle finger: "Come on up!"
The middle-aged man was furious, his eyes flashing with a fierce light. Did they think he couldn't fly?
Flames formed wings behind him, and he took off into the air. High in the sky, long spears appeared around the middle-aged man's body, completely condensed from flames, so hot that they seemed to be able to burn through the void.
One spear after another thrust towards Su Qing!
As Su Qing continued to ascend, she used some of her wind-summoning abilities, causing the long spear to fly away in the gale.
At the same time, he extended his middle finger again: "Come up here!"
It would be extremely unwise to confront an enemy that has already reached a power level head-on, so Su Qing decided to continue the drawn-out battle.
Middle-aged men are burning their vital energy, but they can't keep it up for long.
One fled and the other pursued, seemingly returning to the state of the battle at its very beginning, with two figures rapidly ascending into the air.
Su Qing has always maintained a pace that is a notch ahead of middle-aged men.
"Damn it, you cowardly dragon, do you even dare to fight a fair battle? Is running away all dragons can do?"
Some members of the Kingdom's allied forces couldn't stand it any longer. If things continued like this, the day-long battle would ultimately end in their defeat.
After all, burning one's vital essence cannot last long. The middle-aged man could only last for a minute or two at most. If he did not stop after that, he might even burn himself to death.
"You don't know anything! This is called avoiding the enemy's sharpest point. Once he's down, I'll show him what I'm made of!"
Su Qing dodged while speaking, her tone serious, making the listeners' faces twitch.
Some people glared at Ariel and her group, and the beautiful lord immediately spoke up: "This person is someone we hired, and has nothing to do with us!"
Ariel started distancing herself from Su Qing, and it's not shameful to avoid direct confrontation with the enemy, but what you said later was really despicable.
"That dragon..."
The old fox muttered, "I can't help but want to slap him!"
Finally, the middle-aged man's vital energy was exhausted, and he let out a resentful roar as he fell from the sky.
If they were to fall like this, they would be smashed to pieces, since they were currently thousands of meters in the air.
Su Qing flapped its wings and quickly gave chase.
Everyone stared wide-eyed. Could this dragon really be this insane?
Beating a drowning dog? No, that's called taking advantage of someone in distress!
Just as everyone was watching, Su Qing stretched out her claws, hugged the other person, and gently landed on the ground.
Why bother!
Su Qing sighed softly: "I told you, you are no match for me!"
"I haven't even really made a move, and you've already lost. Go back and practice hard to improve your memory, and I'll give you some pointers next time."
The middle-aged man stared at Su Qing with bloodshot eyes, nestled in her arms.
Until someone came up, carried the middle-aged man away, and brought him to the four generals.
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