Becoming A Dragon In A Martial Arts World

  Chapter 188 Weird Temperature

  In the early morning, a ray of transparent golden light passed through the morning fog like a sharp sword.

   A new day has begun.

   Zhang Rang and the others, who had already rested for the night, also began to pack their things and prepare to step into Tiandu.

   "Hoo~"

  Looking at the majestic gate of Tiandu Kongcheng, Zhang Rang slowly took a deep breath to calm down the excitement, and then turned around to look at the countless soldiers behind him.

  At this moment, countless soldiers turned their expectant eyes to him. There was nervousness and impatience in their eyes, but there was never a trace of fear in their eyes.

   These are all his good sons from Daqin!

Zhang Rang sighed in his heart, he didn't speak for a while, just walked and scanned every soldier's face earnestly, as if he wanted to engrave those immature or mature faces deeply on himself in the mind.

  He knew that after this trip, perhaps many people would never be able to come back.

   Time passed slowly, half a sound.

  Under the watchful eyes of many soldiers, he returned to the front and raised his hand, saying in a loud voice, "My Haoerlang from Daqin, let's go!"

  At this moment, there is no need to say much, all the preparations that should be done have been made, and all that should be said have been said. There is only one thing at this moment—

   Go! Slay the dragon!

   "Boom!"

  The voice fell, and the sound of neat footsteps resounded impressively, causing the earth to tremble slightly.

  On this flat land, a group of heavily armed troops entered from the gate of the city, and behind them was a huge humanoid weapon dragon machine soldier.

  At the same time, at the moment when Zhang Rang and his party stepped into the gate of Tiandu City, the deepest part of the entire empty city—the ruins of Tiandu City.

  In a place where extremely hot red magma flows, a pair of majestic eyes that are like burning raging fire slowly light up.

  …

  As the army began to really enter the Tiandu, this team of more than a thousand people led by Zhang Rang began to have countless people slowly and orderly leave the team and stay in place.

   It’s not that they want to run away, but that they have another task of their own—placement and installation of a large number of dragon hunting equipment they brought along the way.

  These are large-scale killing tools that are particularly effective against giant beasts after being used time and time again by countless hunters in Daqin for so many years.

  Although they are dealing with real dragons that are different from ordinary giants in the past, these tools may not be effective.

   But what if?

They don't ask how easy it is to use, they just need to have a slight effect, maybe they can hinder the actions of a real dragon at a critical moment, so that General Wang, who controls the dragon mech, can seize the opportunity, and it may be able to influence the overall situation at that time. have a huge impact.

  So, with these thoughts in mind, countless dragon people began to install the dragon hunting equipment they brought.

  …

  At this moment, Zhang Rang is here.

  After leaving behind a large number of auxiliary soldiers who could not play any role in the frontal battle of the real dragon, the speed of the remaining team suddenly began to accelerate.

  The scope of the entire Tiandu is big or big, but it’s not too big.

  At least for these ancient dragonmen whose physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people, basically they can be said to be superhuman per capita. In just an hour, they easily crossed the outer city of Tiandu and entered the middle city.

   "Okay, it's hot."

  However, not long after advancing in the central city, a slightly uncomfortable voice suddenly sounded from the team.

  Although the voice was not loud, it seemed so abrupt in the quiet and solemn marching team.

   "Hot? What's hot?"

  In an instant, Zhang Rang, who was at the front, heard it, and then a trace of doubt flashed in his heart.

   Doubts arose, Zhang Rang also turned around from the front.

  However, after looking at him like this, he realized that there were dozens of ancient dragon soldiers in the team. Their clothes were soaked, and there seemed to be endless sweat dripping from their faces.

   Besides them, although the large number of soldiers around did not appear to be exaggeratedly wet and sweating on their faces, they still seemed a little breathless, which seemed to be due to excessive physical exertion.

   This is an extremely abnormal phenomenon. You must know that they are ancient dragon people, new humans who control the power of giant beasts. It is absolutely impossible for them to consume such exaggerated physical strength on this journey.

"what's going on?"

  This discovery made him hastily stop the marching team.

  At this critical moment, Zhang Rang, who couldn't tolerate any surprises, also hurriedly let the soldier who made the voice come out, and asked carefully.

   And this, after the soldiers told him, he discovered it surprisingly.

  It turns out that since entering Tiandu Zhongcheng, the surrounding air has gradually become hotter without knowing when.

  At first, the soldiers didn't feel anything, but as the distance advanced and the hot air they inhaled increased, they naturally felt a sense of weakness as if they were exhausted.

  The reason why he didn't feel it was because his own source of power came from the king of flames—the Red Scale Dragon.

   Zhou Qingqing, who is closest to him, is also a blue-scaled dragon who controls the flame.

  As the king of flames, before the surrounding temperature did not exceed the upper limit of their own tolerance, the hotter the surrounding, the more comfortable they would be, so they did not notice the abnormal temperature in the first place.

  But the soldiers who just made their voices, and those soldiers whose bodies were drenched in endless sweat, were different. Their behemoth forms were ice speed wolves known to control the power of frost.

  These soldiers who control the power of frost are naturally more sensitive to temperature changes in this high-temperature environment than the king of flames.

  Because in this hot environment, they are consuming a lot of energy every moment.

   Even without seeing the enemy's face, some people have begun to be unable to adapt to the sudden environmental changes brought by the opponent.

  This discovery directly made Zhang Rang's heart solemn.

  There is no doubt that this abnormal temperature is definitely caused by the real dragon, because the flame is one of the forces the opponent is most familiar with, and the formation of the ruins of the Great Zhoutian Capital is due to the explosion of the flame.

  He knew that the real dragon was very strong, but he never expected it.

  The real dragon who could only destroy the inner city of Tiandu through an explosion, is now so powerful that he can cause changes in the surrounding environment with the weak power that escapes from himself.

   You must know that this is only the middle city of Tiandu, and there is still a long distance from the inner city, which is the ruins of Tiandu...

   No, not right!

  Suddenly, Zhang Rang seemed to recall something in his mind.

   His speculation just now seems to have missed one point—the real dragon was injured! !

  Perhaps, he guessed wrong before.

  The sudden change in the environment today is not necessarily created unintentionally because the opponent has become stronger.

   You must know that the real dragon is in a state of serious injury.

  …

  (end of this chapter)