Becoming A Dragon In A Martial Arts World

  Chapter 213 The Attack of the Firework Dragon

half year later.

  Pillar of the sky.

   "Roar~~"

  Feeling his body getting weaker and weaker, Shilong, who knew that he could no longer hold back, also roared in a low voice towards the distance, calling for several ancient dragons that looked like it to play in the distance.

  Looking at these little guys more than ten meters long who looked at it with some doubts and nostalgia, Shilong also sighed in his heart, it is time to let them say goodbye to him.

  These half a year is enough time for the young dragons who were just born and were already on the verge of death to grow up.

  After all, the young dragon stage is the time when it grows the fastest, and they are given the power from the ancient dragon in charge of the power of fire, so they can barely be called the second-generation ancient dragon.

  And such a unique identity and essence naturally bring about different growth and changes from ordinary dragon beasts.

  Even if they are not truly adults at this moment, they can still be called young dragons.

  In terms of strength, it is enough to surpass those kings of giant beasts, and can even compete with those real ancestors of giant beasts. It may even exceed a lot when it is fully erupted.

  With such power, I believe it can already destroy those human beings. Even if it cannot be completely destroyed, it is still enough for them to protect themselves.

  Shilong recalled the memories of when it faced those human beings in the past, and made some uncertain guesses.

  Because among those human beings at the beginning, no matter which one faced it, it was so vulnerable, and it couldn't tell which of them was stronger.

   It's like there are big and small ants, but for humans, is there a difference?

  The only thing it has to worry about is the cunning aspects of those humans.

  However, in this regard, it suffered a lot half a year ago, and has already warned all the little guys about all the experience.

   Once you face those humans, you must be able to press to death for no more than two seconds in one second, so as to avoid changes if you are late.

  Believe in these little guys, there should be no problem, right?

  It's a pity, if it wasn't for its poor state, it would still want to let these little guys grow up for a while, and let them leave after they are fully grown.

  Although it has been anxious about its treasure, but only half a year has passed, Shilong is still not too urgent.

  In other words, ancient dragons, long-lived creatures, have a different concept of time from those short-lived humans.

  For them, half a year is just a blink of an eye.

  However, now we can only make do with it.

  Reading this, it whispered the purpose of this visit to these puzzled little guys.

   Then it ignored it, and decisively used its power to drive it out of the area where it was about to sleep.

  Looking at the few second-generation ancient dragons who were reluctant to leave.

  In the end, Shilong also began to clumsily imitate the transparent barrier used by the Father God in the past, and created a crude youth version of the barrier to wrap himself.

   Afterwards, the ancient dragon, representing the power of fire, slowly fell into a deep sleep.

  A large number of light spots began to gather, completely enveloping it.

  …

   On the other side, after being expelled by the first dragon that raised him, several newborn second-generation ancient dragons, maybe they should be called fireworks dragons.

   This is the name Shilong personally gave them after seeing their growth, or the name of their race.

  The free translation is the fire dragon in charge of the power of fire.

  Several firework dragons looked at each other, and decided to go their separate ways. No one planned to go with other dragons, for fear that the task given to them by their "father" would be preempted by other dragons.

  Although they were all born in the same nest and were adopted by Shilong as their biological brothers and sisters, they are different from the Shilong created by Bai Chuan himself.

  Perhaps due to Shilong's own lack of ability, these second-generation ancient dragons that he took as his dependents also possess wisdom and know how to think and learn.

   But they are not as rational as they are. The wisdom of these fire dragons is a little more beastly, and they tend to think more like beasts.

  And this also caused them to fight each other in order to absorb more energy during the period of time they were taken care of by Shilong, and no one could understand the other.

   At this point, the three fireworks dragons each chose a direction to go away.

  At this moment, the Great Qin side of the human race is about to be attacked by three second-generation ancient dragons with terrifying power and wisdom.

  …

   Time has passed for another month.

   On this day, the imperial capital of Qingzhou.

   Along with the thick clouds, a pair of crimson indifferent pupils lit up.

  Suddenly, a scorching fireball fell directly from the clouds. Immediately after this fireball, a large number of fireballs also began to fall continuously.

  Accompanied by the fireballs falling to the ground, in an instant—

  Boom!

  Boom!

   Horrific explosions kept ringing across the land of the imperial capital.

  Countless houses were blown up, chaotic screams began to appear, and a large number of human beings the size of ants began to flee crazily.

  In an instant, the bustling streets in the past turned into a mess, burning raging fire, and it was no longer peaceful and lively in the past.

   And here, a four-legged majestic ancient dragon with red dust all over its body and flapping its huge wings began to slowly emerge above the sky.

  At this moment, the ancient dragon with indifferent eyes just stared down silently, and began to continuously scatter a large amount of flammable and explosive red dust.

   This is a type of ancient dragon that is different from Shilong who can directly manipulate light spots to exert the power of fire, because they are not the first generation of ancient dragons created by Bai Chuan himself.

  So in terms of flames, although they obtained most of the abilities from Shilong, they inevitably weakened in the process of inheritance.

So much so that they can't directly control the light spots in terms of controlling the power of flames, but can only use the high temperature in their bodies to create extremely dry scales, and the terrifying regenerative power can continuously regenerate the scales, thus accumulating in normal time. The fire is controlled by a tricky way of raising a large amount of flammable and explosive scale dust.

  Compared to Shilong who can purely use flames, they are more like a specialized branch of flames—explosion!

   But no matter how tricky they are, as long as the scale dust accumulates enough, in terms of their power, they can also create scenes like natural disasters, worthy of the name of the ancient dragon!

   And the other side is farther away. A short and fat middle-aged man was watching all this in shock, so that he didn't even realize that the things he was carrying had dropped.

  The next moment, under the screams of the crowd, he reacted and ignored the carriage when he came, and started to run madly towards his home.

   At this moment, not only he is like this, it can be said that everyone who reacts faster is like this.

   "Hoo—"

   "Hoo—"

   A loud panting sound began to appear, and the chest seemed to be about to explode and burn.

  But the man seemed to be ignoring him, running wildly on the chaotic street.

  Finally, with his hard work, after a quarter of an hour, he successfully ran back to his home.

   "Master, Mr. Xiang, what's wrong with you? Why are you sweating profusely while running?

   Before he had time to rest, he didn't answer his wife's words, but took his wife's hand and panted and said intermittently: "Quick, pack your things quickly, the real dragon is attacking the imperial capital!"

"what?!"

  In an instant, the wife's voice of surprise and fear sounded, but at the urging of the man, everyone in the house hurriedly woke up and began to pack up.

At this time, the man finally took a breath, and immediately stood up urgently, muttering to himself: "No, I can't, I have to inform the old Wang's family, alas, I didn't expect that Wu Ming would be so busy in his lifetime. You can encounter the disaster of two real dragons attacking the imperial capital."

   As he spoke, he stood up again and ran to his old friend's house not far from the next door.

  At this moment, because of the sudden attack of the "True Dragon", countless people began to pack up their things, preparing to escape before the arrival of the "True Dragon".

  Because, if it’s too late, it’s too late!

  (end of this chapter)