Chapter 013: Battle! Thunderbird Oolong

Mu Nan's face did not show the slightest jealousy at all, but smiled faintly.

"If you want my blood, you can, tell that guy to come himself. ”

Wu Jiadong said angrily: "Zhuo Shao's war dragon is a high-quality class, you are the elite of Cloud City, what are you, you deserve to call Zhuo Shao to do it himself." ”

Mu Nan shook his head, "If I'm not a thing, that guy is even less a thing, just because my nameless dragon movement is a little bigger than him at the Dragon Summoning Ceremony, he wants to target me and drink my blood?"

He said lazily: "I really want to teach that guy to be a man, please tell me, I want to beat him." ”

"You ......" Wu Jiadong's face changed suddenly.

Wu Jiadong joined the poisonous dragon group, which also represents the face of the Zhuo family, if he doesn't give this guy a little color, then Zhuo Shao will definitely not give him a good look.

But seeing Mu Nan's demeanor, Wu Jiadong's expression rose a little complicated.

In this cloud city, only the Zhuo family is the biggest, and when they meet the Zhuo family, everyone can't wait to take a detour, and dare to swear that they want to beat Zhuo Tianci, and this guy in front of him is the first one.

Of course, the Zhuo family is not a good stubble, and he doesn't dare to compliment Zhuo Shao's temperament, but what can he do, the Zhuo family in Yuncheng is dominant, how dare he call out on the bright side, not to mention that he can cultivate to the fourth stage of the fish and dragon in a short time, thanks to the subsidy of the Zhuo family's resources.

Entering the Poison Dragon Group, he is a protégé of the Zhuo family, and it is indeed difficult to go on without a background background when it comes to cultivation.

Wu Jiadong said angrily: "You guy, just a mortal grade, even if you can upgrade quickly, what can you do, there is no dragon art to learn, it is impossible to win the favor of Xuanyun Dragon Mansion alone, I advise you, do it yourself, because the upper limit of the first grade of mortal products is nothing more, if you insist on arguing with Zhuo Shao, you will die a miserable death." ”

"Died miserably?" Mu Nan thought it was funny and said with a smile, "So I sacrificed thirty catties of blood myself, so that the death is very beautiful?"

"I only know that Zhuo Shao wants you thirty catties of blood. Wu Jiadong said coldly, "And you, you have no right to refuse." ”

"Really?" Mu Nan said, "Then let's see if you are qualified enough, let me obey." ”

Wu Jiadong is very clear about his position and the temperament of the Zhuo family, so he feels more and more that the young man in front of him is the stupidest thing in the world.

"Unashamed fellow, then keep your eyes open and take a good look at whether I am qualified to take your blood!"

Wu Jiadong roared, and behind him, the Thunderbird Oolong rose up, and the six dark folds at the tail swayed with the rushing posture, showing that it was enough to gain a foothold in the Yunlong Academy's sixth-grade qualifications.

"I'll give you a good look at what kind of dragon art you can't climb. ”

As soon as these words fell, Wu Jiadong's eyes released a cold and cold light, and the whole person opened his mouth like a fierce tiger.

The Thunderbird Oolong behind him also made the same move, his mouth was wide open, and a ball of yellow light was condensed in his throat, and in that yellow light, there was a faint flash of thunder and lightning, which seemed to be a very powerful dragon technique to be displayed.

Watching the dragon magic perform, the audience was shocked.

If hand-to-hand combat is the instinct of the war dragon, then the dragon technique tests the talent of the dragon summoner, and the test is the cooperation between people and the war dragon.

The ability to use dragon magic is the most significant distinction between dragon summoners and dragon fighters.

In other words, those who can successfully perform dragon arts, even the lowest level of dragon arts, have already broken away from the ranks of dragon summoners and been promoted to dragon fighters.

Seeing Wu Jiadong performing dragon arts, everyone's flickering eyes showed their fear and strong yearning for the Zhuo family, [members of the Poison Dragon Group] not only enjoyed the dragon warriors of the Cloud Dragon Academy, but also the subsidies of the Zhuo family, the eight generations of dragon fighters of the Zhuo family, the cultivation resources were the best in Cloud City, and becoming a protégé of the Zhuo family could indeed allow you to win in the initial stage.

Mu Nan's eyes were watching Wu Jiadong perform the dragon technique with great interest, just like watching a performance, this dragon technique is not weak, but the dragon technique is just beginning, and the performance is too slow, it is full of flaws.

Mu Nan was fully confident that he would defeat Wu Jiadong before he could perform this dragon technique, but he still waited patiently for Wu Jiadong's dragon technique to be completed.

There is no other reason, the effect of "killing chickens and setting an example to monkeys" just now is limited, so someone came to find trouble so soon, and now we must go one step further and "kill chickens with a knife"!

Even if there is dragon art, so what, it will be correct!!

It is necessary for Zhuo Shao's group of people to truly recognize that they have provoked people who should not be provoked.

Otherwise, it's annoying.

The most annoying is endless, Mu Nan snorted coldly, and the dragon pattern on his forehead flashed.

Wow.

With a sound of breaking wind, the primeval tyrannosaurus, like a lightning bolt out of thin air, burst out.

"Is it finally out?"

Wu Jiadong's eyes lit up, and then he shouted, "Thunder Guangbo!"

The dragon technique was activated, and the Thunderbird Oolong immediately pulled into a full moon shape, only to hear a bang, and a strong thunder light suddenly erupted from the wide open mouth.

The thunder was like a pillar, shooting towards the primeval tyrannosaurus.

Wu Jiadong had a smug look on his face, this thunder light wave is the strongest blow of the current Thunderbird Oolong, not to mention the fourth stage of the Ichthyosaurus, if there is no defensive dragon technique, even if it is the fifth stage of the Ichthyosaurus of the same quality, it will be completely defeated in front of this move, and there is no strength to fight back at all.

What's more, the opponent is just a nameless waste dragon of ordinary grade.

He didn't see Mu Nan as an opponent at all.

Wherever the thunder wave arrived, the air hissed, the ground cracked, and it was so strong that everyone was dumbfounded, dragon art is dragon art after all, far from being comparable to hand-to-hand combat.

At this time, the primeval tyrannosaurus moved, and the white gas in its nostrils spewed, making an explosion like a thunderous sound, and went away towards the pillar of thunder.

There was a loud bang.

The seemingly powerful pillar of thunder light was directly shattered into nothingness by the impact of the primeval tyrannosaurus, and it had no power to resist at all.

At this time, the smugness on Wu Jiadong's original face suddenly stiffened at this moment, because the savage collision of the primeval tyrannosaurus did not stop, but with majestic strength, with a devastating momentum, it continued to surge towards him and the Thunderbird Oolong.

Domineering rampage.

The primeval tyrannosaurus staged the ultimate violent aesthetics.

Bang!

It was a loud explosion.

I saw Wu Jiadong and his Thunderbird Oolong, under this majestic force, they flew out upside down, and smashed the courtyard wall behind them.

The audience seemed to be suffocated.

Mu Nan did not use dragon arts.

The nameless waste dragon is just a savage rampage.

Only one photo.

Thunder waves, shattered.

Only one photo.

Thunderbird oolong, fiasco.

The audience was silent, and at this time, everyone didn't have any thoughts, and all that echoed in everyone's minds was the words of the young man when he left-

"I said, if you want my blood, you can, tell that guy to take it himself. ”