What the?

Test?

Simon was a little confused. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Last night, the system dragon monarch was so sure, and calmly said that there would be no turmoil, just let him rest in peace.

So he believed, so he wasn't prepared at all. So now it's a big deal!

The Dragon Queen continued: "Alazmdor, since you doubt Simon's identity, then according to the tradition of my clan, it is up to the doubter to verify it himself. ”

Simon only felt a chill creep up his spine. With a weak heart, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look around, looking for the only and most familiar dragon girl he was here.

Narimi met Simon's gaze, and although she didn't quite understand what was going on and looked a little nervous, she still pursed her lips and smiled at Simon, and quietly shook her little hand to make a small gesture of cheering.

I don't know why, seeing her support, Simon's heart was inexplicably settled.

Fear doesn't solve the problem.

I'm going to have to go on it too!

Simon silently took a deep breath, then forced himself to meet Arazmdo's aggressive gaze without fear. "Can you tell me how to test? I'm sorry that the turbulence through time has greatly affected my memory, and I hope you won't mind. ”

"Are you weak-hearted?" Alazmudo snorted contemptuously and said, "No matter how affected you are, the power of the origin will never be forgotten, right?" Rest assured, if your identity is not in question, then it is just a small fight between the same clan......"

So, what if there's a problem with identity?

Does that mean it's going to be a fight between friend and foe?

Simon was apprehensive, but he only nodded with a pretended indifference on his face.

The rest of the dragons had already spread out a bit, leaving a large open space in the middle for the two who were about to put it to the test.

Alazmdo took the lead and slowly took a few steps towards the middle.

The glow of magic flashed, and the little boy in place was gone, replaced by a huge bronze dragon.

"Are you ready?" Arazmud shook his neck. His voice was low and hoarse as he regained his body, but his voice was full of eager pleasure.

Simon looked at the single horn on Alazmuddo's head - having horns meant that Arazmudor had advanced to the dragon. And this body of his...... It's obviously not as much as Alazmu's in front of you.

Simon sighed silently in his heart, but without the slightest hesitation, he also returned to the dragon form.

"That's it!" He spread his wings slightly, waiting for the so-called ordeal to begin.

Sori Domi's voice sounded slowly.

"Alazmdo, among the same clan, don't hurt the harmony."

Alazmudo's gaze was firmly locked on Simon's body, and his mouth said indifferently. "It's not a hands-on, it's just a contest of the sands of time, so there's nothing to worry about. You're right, Simon? ”

The Sands of Time......

Simon's scalp was a little numb, and the words of yesterday's system dragon were now lingering in his ears - "I think with your current level, I'm afraid it's very difficult to even manipulate the sands of time." ”

Although he had already hurried to review the so-called rules of competition between the same clan, it was indeed like a fight - each side breathed the sand of time with the power of the source, and whoever was knocked down by the other party's sand of time would lose.

This made Simon, who originally thought it was hand-to-hand combat, somewhat relieved.

Compared to the hand-to-hand combat or spells that he must have died ugly for, the strength of the sand of time was no longer a terrifying thing for him.

After all, the strength of the sands of time is fundamentally determined by the Bronze Dragon's Origin Power, and even if you lose, you can use the excuse that your body is weak or your Origin Power has not fully recovered.

So, the only question is, how long will he be able to hold out under Alazmdor's men without making the dragons suspicious?

There is no practical operation, this problem is very big!!

Simon didn't dare to let the dragons see that there was no bottom in his heart, so he nodded with a wooden face, indicating that he was ready.

"Let's get started, then."

As Sori Domi's voice began, Alazmdo, who had been impatient for a long time, immediately spat out.

And Simon, although the theory is completely fine, is still half a beat slower in combination with the actual action.

The two strands of golden sand collided quickly and intensely, emitting a dazzling light that was almost substantial. Because Simon's reaction was a little slower, he was suppressed by Alazmdo's breath at the beginning.

"Looks like it's too much." The woman behind the dragon queen said in a voice that only the three of them could hear.

"Arazmdo is already a dragon after all." The dragon queen said lightly.

Even if the heir of a king with pure blood, it is normal to lose to him if he has not advanced to the dragon. Unless, unless there is only one possibility......

Thinking of that possibility, Sori Domi only felt that the sound of her heart beating was a little strong and harsh, and she couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly.

The two dragon concubines behind her silently glanced at each other.

Hopefully, will it really come true?

No one knows about the complex psychological activities of the dragon queens.

The dragons in the field only focused on Simon and Alazmdo, who were wrestling with all their might.

"Narimi, how long do you think this new kid will last?" A handsome elven boy grinned and squeezed to Narimi's side.

The sudden sound startled Narimi with a thrill. She glanced at the visitor and said dissatisfiedly, "Kenozdom, you scared me. ”

"Hey, it's just that you're too focused." Kenozdorm said irresponsibly with his head in his arms. "Narimi, you're nervous about that kid?"

"No, nothing!" Narimi blurted out subconsciously, but when she realized what she had said, she immediately denied it again, "It's natural to be nervous." After all, Simon had just arrived, and his body had just recovered. What if Arazm overplayed. ”

"Cut." Kenozdorm said disdainfully: "Do you think that Alazmdo is like you, and he can't even control the amount of the sands of time?" Come on! ”

His words seemed to poke Narimi in a sore spot. The little girl's face turned red all at once, and she clenched her fists and was about to hit Kenozdom.

Although Narimi's little pink punch didn't carry much weight on Kenozdorm, Kenozdom still begged for mercy. "Alright, alright. Am I wrong? ”

The sound they made drew the dragon queen's sideways.

The dragon queen coughed softly. Realizing her gaffe, Narimi glared at Kenozdorm with hatred. However, Kenozdorm had already been prepared to shift his gaze, but he didn't know what to do.

Simon on this little episode field naturally didn't know. His entire mind was now on how to control his sands of time.

The sand of time that he spat out was too weak compared to Alazmudo. It felt like there was an unshakable wall ahead, no, worse than that. More appropriately, his Sands of Time is like a small fish trying to swim upstream, and Alazmudo's power is like a mighty torrent.

Simon's claws were clung to the ground, feeling like he would be swept away by the sands of time in Arazmdo if he was slightly deflated.

How long will he last?