The Iron Dragon sensed trouble and tried to halt its breath.
But to its horror, it found that its breath was out of control, as if forcibly extracted by the opponent, continuously gushing out. Its mouth was pried open by the force of its own breath, unable to close.
"What's going on?"
The Iron Dragon's heart trembled uncontrollably, its vitality rapidly weakening. In contrast, Saga, who had been hit by its electromagnetic pulse breath, was quickly becoming stronger and more vigorous, his scales glowing.
"Stop this!"
The Iron Dragon roared inwardly, struggling to cease its breath, but it despairingly discovered that its body had become strange and unresponsive to its commands.
As time passed, the energy within the Iron Dragon was being drained bit by bit, converted into electromagnetic pulse breath, continuously attacking—or more accurately, nourishing—the little Golden Dragon on the other side.
One side's vitality grew stronger.
The other side's vitality weakened.
Under this disparity, the Iron Dragon couldn't take it anymore.
Its body trembled, limbs went limp, and it collapsed to the ground. Its once shiny scales lost their luster, becoming dull. Yet its dragon mouth remained uncontrollably open, energy surging out.
"An unimaginable event for dragons has occurred! The Heart of Gold is actually absorbing the electromagnetic pulse breath of the Black Iron Wings, it's incredible, such a powerful breath! My goodness, am I seeing things wrong, is what the Black Iron Wings spewed out a harmless energy flow? No, it's definitely breath!"
Witnessing the bizarre scene in the arena, the legendary Brass Dragon couldn't help but shout excitedly.
Even for this legendary Brass Dragon, who had lived for over a thousand years, this was the first time witnessing such a spectacle. The countless dragons in the audience also showed shocked expressions, and the legendary dragons responsible for terminating dangerous situations were equally astonished.
At this moment.
The once highly anticipated Black Iron Wings, Lexander, who was one of the favorites to win the championship, had become a mere supporting role. Countless gazes were focused on the little Golden Dragon, whose wings were spread wide, radiating light as if embracing the world.
A few minutes later.
The electromagnetic pulse breath, now as weak as a thread, completely dissipated.
The relegated Iron Dragon finally closed its mouth. It lay there, a picture of utter defeat, feeling as if every ounce of energy and strength had been drained from its body. Dizzy and powerless, it couldn't even stand, its eyelids drooping weakly, barely managing to cast a terrified glance at Saga.
"Ah, that was exhilarating. If this happens a few more times, I might be able to break through to a higher rank within a year. The electromagnetic pulse breath of the Cobalt Dragon is like a high-quality energy supplement to me."
At this moment, Saga was radiant, his vitality at its peak limit, his scales dazzling and eyes bright, not at all like he had just been through a fierce battle.
Looking down at the drained Iron Dragon, Saga licked his lips, his eyes showing a hint of longing.
"From now on, I might become the bane of Cobalt Dragons."
"The electromagnetic pulse breath of the Cobalt Dragon has quite the destructive power, akin to a diluted version of the Annihilation Breath. However, if it encounters me and uses its breath, tsk, not only will it not harm me, but it will become excellent nourishment, allowing me to advance rapidly in a short time."
Meanwhile.
Noticing Saga's lingering gaze.
The originally tough and steady Iron Dragon couldn't help but shudder, trembling slightly, instinctively avoiding Saga's eyes.
The recent experience had left a deep psychological shadow on the Iron Dragon.
The feeling of being squeezed until every cell seemed to cry out in agony was too terrifying; now, it only wanted to stay away from Saga.
"I mean no harm; it was just an accident. Let's be friends."
Saga straightened his expression and stepped toward the Iron Dragon, extending his claw, ready to help it up as a gesture of friendship.
He thought of making friends with the Iron Dragon, perhaps having another chance to experience the sensation of rapid advancement.
However.
Seeing the little Golden Dragon approaching with a smile, the Iron Dragon, like a startled bird, wanted to retreat but was too weak to move.
"Referee, I concede!"
The Iron Dragon couldn't help but shout, unable to maintain its tough facade any longer.
Eh?
I really mean no harm; don't be so sensitive.
Hearing the Iron Dragon actually concede, Saga blinked, showing an innocent expression.
"The victor, Heart of Gold!"
After a pause, the legendary Brass Dragon continued to shout:
"Fellow dragons present, I believe you share my astonishment and anticipation. Astonished by the performance of the Heart of Gold and looking forward to its future battles. I have a feeling it's still holding back, not using its full strength against the Black Iron Wings. Let's wait and see what kind of achievements this dark horse can create!"
Listening to the Brass Dragon's words, Saga looked up and rolled his eyes at the massive ancient Brass Dragon.
"Really, as a commentator, why reveal my secrets?"
"Figuring it out is one thing, but to announce it…"
Amid Saga's silent complaints, the sixth match came to a close.
Outside the arena.
When Saga left the arena and went to his usual spot, the little Silver Dragon, Iliyaga, came bouncing over to congratulate him on winning the match, defeating one of the favorites, and becoming a rising star.
"Brother Saga, I've already heard many dragons talking about you."
"Just one match, and you've gone from obscurity to the center of attention."
"You're really amazing, both in looks and in battle."
The little Silver Dragon, Iliyaga, didn't skimp on her praise, speaking with a giggly smile.
Saga waved his claw nonchalantly, adopting a carefree expression, and said with a melancholic tone:
"It was bound to happen sooner or later. With my charm, like a beacon in the night, it's impossible to hide. Even if I try to keep a low profile, it'll eventually be as obvious as a fire that can't be concealed, exposed to the gaze of the world, under the spotlight of attention."
"Hmph, my show-off brother, you've really put on an act."
Yekaterina approached with her steady stride, looking at Saga with her usual pride.
Saga raised an eyebrow and said:
"After all, some dragons don't even get the chance to show off."
Yekaterina scoffed, expressing her disdain.
A few minutes later.
The Golden Giant Mountain finished its match and came to the gathering point of the dragons.
Saga looked at the rapidly growing Golden Dragon, realizing it had been through a tough battle. After all, the fight between Saga and the Iron Dragon, Lexander, had already taken quite some time, but the Golden Giant Mountain's match ended even later, and its eyes seemed to have lost their sparkle, looking utterly dispirited.
It most likely lost.
"Hekris, was the match not up to your expectations?" Saga asked.
The Golden Giant Mountain's face tensed, silent for a few seconds, then glanced at the aloof Yekaterina before turning to Saga with a somber look.
"I lost. My spatial spells are not yet refined, and my mental fortitude is not strong enough. I was utterly defeated by the Amethyst Dragon, Tixil's psychic abilities."
Its physique was stronger than other dragons of its age, but it wasn't particularly outstanding mentally, having no clear advantage against a specialist in psychic abilities like the Amethyst Dragon.
Saga offered some consolation:
"That Amethyst Dragon is a favorite to win the championship and is already fourteen years old, with an age advantage. If she were the same age as you, she might not be able to defeat you."
"Besides, the fact that you fought for so long shows the gap between you isn't that big."
The Golden Giant Mountain nodded solemnly:
"I understand, but if I were as strong as you and Yekaterina, I wouldn't care about that slight age difference."
"I'm still not trying hard enough. I need to redouble my efforts, focusing all my energy on training my body and learning spells."
It declared with determination:
"Saga, Yekaterina, whether you care or not, I will catch up to you."
Saga's gaze shifted slightly:
"Hekris, I can see you have confidence in yourself, and one defeat won't shatter it."
"I have a question for you."
"What?" The Golden Giant Mountain looked at Saga.
"How did you grow so big? Is it just due to a unique growth talent?"
Faced with Saga's question, the Golden Giant Mountain slowly uttered one word.
"Eat!"
It patted its belly:
"Every day I eat an amount equivalent to my own weight, even if I feel like my stomach is about to burst, I force myself to finish, then exercise to digest."
"My rapid growth is related to certain talents, but I believe it's also inseparable from my diet and exercise."
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