"Bang!"

Muria's body was lightly sideways, and the sword that stabbed into his chest was dodged by him, and it slid through the scales on the side of his abdomen, grinding a little golden-red spark. Then, Muria stretched out her front paw and poked it lightly.

Boom!

The burly dragon hunter was powerless to resist a young dragon that was completely incomparable to his size, and immediately flew upside down, blasting out a sonic boom ring and smashing it into a sharp rock.

The young dragon hunter was half-sunk on the boulder, his torso tingling with a burning sensation, and his mouth and nose filled with a strong smell of iron.

"Victor, it's okay!" came a series of concerned greetings from the closed helmet.

"Ahem, it's okay, I can't die, but I don't feel like I can fight with you anymore. The young dragon hunter felt that he could no longer stand up, "Be careful, don't get hit by this dragon, it's very evil. ”

But as soon as he finished speaking, a familiar figure smashed into his side, plowing a dirt mark seven or eight meters long on the ground.

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

"Do you think I'm willing?" replied with a wry smile to the young man who was slapped on the chest by the dragon's claw, feeling that if it weren't for the exoskeleton power armor on his body, his body would be shattered.

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

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

"Split personality?"

", how can dragons have human mental illness. ”

"Who can say for sure? ”

The two young dragon hunters, who had lost their combat effectiveness after only taking a single blow, were chatting in a relaxed tone, and their minds were still extremely relaxed at this time.

Because in their hearts, they felt that this time was just a mission failure, harmless, and only to let the dragon escape.

But as time went on and the battle continued, the two dragon hunters, who were no longer able to fight, immediately panicked, because they saw that their companions were constantly being knocked down by this evil young dragon.

"Why are you so vegetable?

"No, they were all terrible and coaxing during training, how could they wilt like this when it came to actual combat? I couldn't even withstand a single blow, so I was all put down. ”

"You two shut up for me, and said we can't do it, aren't you different? It's not like you're a bull on weekdays, and when it comes to fighting, the first one will be put down. ”

While the dragon hunters were arguing with each other, Muria had already taken down the last guy who dared to rush up to him in melee combat, and the blow pierced through his exoskeleton armor, sending a blinding red color flowing over the rocks.

The death of the first companion made all the dragon hunters fall silent, and at this time, all the dragon hunters suddenly remembered that they were participating in a battle that could kill at any time, not the usual academy training.

Due to the detailed information before, as well as the battle plan that has been deduced by the brain many times, they have always maintained absolute suppression of the young dragon at the beginning of the battle, and they have not felt the slightest crisis.

But now the death of their companions has reminded them that this is not a simulation training that can be repeated after failure, but a life-and-death battle between different races.

"I see. ”

Muria stretched out his paws and peeled open the small tin can in front of him, and when he saw the young and immature face inside the armor, he suddenly realized, "It's actually a group of students, no wonder the way they fight is so immature." ”

"This dragon is going to eat Owen's body, damn it, not to mention that we failed in our mission, can't we even save the remains of our companions?"

"Don't hesitate, abandon the mission, hurry up and ask the mentor for help, we have failed. ”

"Seconded!"

"Seconded!"

......

"In that case, then I'll give up the mission, and don't blame me then. ”

Crunch!

The sound of metal twisting and shattering sounded, and after Muria peeled off the armor of the dragon hunter in front of him, he threw these extremely high-strength alloy gear into his mouth and chewed it.

The dragon hunters, whose eyes were straight when they were beaten to the point of only half their lives,

"Can Aiwen alloy steel be gnawed directly? The textbooks have never told us that the teeth of the ancient dragon species are so good?"

"The textbooks don't tell us that the cologne species will enter a second state after entering a near-death state. ”

"I feel like everything I learn at the academy is fake. ”

...... Muria chewed the dragon hunter's exoskeleton armor with the dragon's fangs strengthened by the power of the deity, and at the same time looked at the humans, and fell into thought,

"Teacher, task, academy, kind of interesting. ”

Although he has only just woken up, Muria has deduced a lot from his current situation.

First of all, the part of the large world he is now in is composed of dragon creatures and humanoid intelligent races with high-end and transcendent technology, and the two are still hostile, and dragons still seem to be in a bad situation of being hunted.

As for how to tell that the dragons are in a bad situation, 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.

And the existence of the academy proves that human beings are cultivating dragon slaying warriors in batches, if dragons have the upper hand in the battle between humans and dragons, how can they tolerate the existence of such an institution among humans.

"Tsk, such a good innate starting condition, but it is so miserable, is it that the humans in this world are too strong, or the dragons are too wasteful?"

Muriya could hear everything that the dragon slayers in front of him who had been crippled by him communicated, and the power of his deity was not limited in any way.

"It's a very special ancient dragon that actually knocked out all my students. ”

Just as Muria was thinking, a human dressed in white ran stepped from the air and looked down on him condescendingly, "Young dragon, I know you can understand what I'm saying, now obediently tie your hands, I can give you a chance to live, you have quite good research value." ”

"Dragonborn?"

Muria raised his head and looked strangely at the human who was standing in the sky above and was making a lot of nonsense at him, he could sense that this human who was normal on the surface was surging with the same kind of power as him, which was the power of the dragon.

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

"What kind of eyes are you, curious about me?"

"Yes, curious, I want to study you. Muria replied with a soul voice.

"Hehe, it's really worthy of the ancient dragon species, even if it's a newborn young dragon, it's so arrogant. ”

In response to Muria's response, the academy instructor who came to the rescue of his student regarded it as the pride of the dragons, "It seems that only pure strength can bring you to your knees." ”

"Use force to bring me to your knees?" Muria's gaze became even more weird, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling rising from his heart, it turned out that 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 a dragon from another world.

Fly cheap!

There was dragon blood flowing in his body, but there was nothing unusual in his appearance, and the middle-aged mentor pointed at Muria, and the clear and free wind condensed a series of mixed white wind blades under the effect of the dragon blood power in his body, and then slashed towards Muria.

"Wind against me?"

Seeing such a spell attack from the power of the dragon's blood, Muria didn't bother to dodge, and the moment the wind blade approached, the will of the wind was easily usurped, or they saw the true ruler.

A light wind surrounded the mutilated black dragon, and the young dragon's golden one-eyed eyes looked up at the stunned humans above, with a hint of banter in their eyes.