In the face of an immortal dragon, even the husband and wife, Clito and Asner, who had extraordinary combat power, could not help but have a headache.
For Combat Department powerhouses like them, enemies with immortal bodies were the most troublesome to deal with, and this undying big guy in front of them was the most troublesome of all immortal bodies.
Look at their weapons. Black and white knives, transparent thin swords. Their power was unquestionable. They could cut through iron like mud, and they could even break gold and jade. But these weapons were all designed to deal with enemies of human size. In the face of a guy whose claws were half the size of an ordinary person's body, these weapons were obviously not effective. It was like using toothpicks to fight a tiger. Unless they pierced a vital point, they might not even be able to break the skin.
If the opponent was an ordinary giant dragon, it would be fine. A weapon infused with Combat Aura could easily tear through the dragon scales that were harder than steel, cut through the tough dragon skin and dragon flesh, and pierce through the extremely hard dragon bones, deeply injuring it. It would not take more than a few hits to kill it.
But what they were facing now was a freak that did not care even if his dragon crystal was pierced by a fighting energy sword. It was a true immortal body!
In the face of such a freak, they suddenly felt that their own attack power was not enough, and their attack methods were not rich enough. They could not help but secretly grit their teeth.
Just as the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle, many of the aristocratic cavalrymen had already fled. There were about 50 to 60 people left — about the same number who had fled, and about the same number who had died or were lying on the ground with serious injuries.
It was not that these cavalrymen who did not flee were not afraid of death, but they had lost confidence in life. From their point of view, since Earl Hauss was actually an evil dragon in disguise, then they had been following an evil dragon to attack humans these days. This crime was obviously unjustifiable. So what if they escaped? Were they going to be wanted criminals for the rest of their lives?
There was no way out. They might as well stay and see the outcome of this battle.
At least … they could see how the evil dragon who had tricked them would end up!
And those cavalrymen who had fled did not necessarily have much hope of escaping. They just subconsciously wanted to avoid this fierce and dangerous battlefield. Even if they were going to die, they wanted to die as far away as possible.
That was all.
In reality, they could not escape. Nice Parne, who had already arrived, noticed their escape and reported the news to Felix and Night Rain, who were at the rear. The two of them had already split up and led the cavalry of the Republic of Northwest to surround them. Facing the encirclement of two Legendary powerhouses, none of them could escape!
After a while, Clito saw that his attacks did not have any obvious effect. Finally, he could not take it anymore and decided to use some special methods.
He said a few words to Asner, then sheathed his twin blades and assumed a strange stance. His aura dropped rapidly in an instant, and he felt as though he had dropped from a Legendary powerhouse to an advanced level.
It was not convenient for him to move when he was in this position, so Asner stood in front of him and waved her rapier to block the dragon's attack.
The rapier was not suitable for this kind of work, so she had to activate her Dou Qi and use an extremely exhausting method to turn her Dou Qi into something like a shield. Only then could she effectively block every attack from the dragon.
In this way, her physical strength and Dou Qi consumption naturally increased greatly. She was not a physical warrior to begin with, and now it was even more strenuous for her. Gradually, she found it difficult to support herself.
Fortunately, Clito was finally done with his preparations. With a roar, his entire body shot forward like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he passed Asner and rushed in front of the dragon. At the same time, his aura suddenly rose. Not only did it recover to the mid-Legendary-level, but it continued to rise until it reached the high Legendary-level, or even higher.
Without any nonsense or delay, Clito punched the dragon's chest.
His fist was not even worth mentioning compared to the dragon's hill-like body. At first glance, this punch did not even seem to have the ability to scratch an itch. After the punch landed on the dragon's body, there was indeed no obvious injury. It seemed that it was indeed useless. Even the surrounding aristocratic cavalrymen were at a loss. They did not know what he was doing.
Very soon, they found out.
After receiving this punch, the dragon's movements suddenly stopped. Its entire body seemed to stiffen, and it stood there motionless. After about a second or two, the dragon suddenly let out a furious roar, and its body trembled violently. At the same time, blood flowed out of its eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. The dark red dragon blood was shockingly hot, and when it landed on the ground, it gave off crimson steam. It also emitted a strong, rusty smell of blood. It made people want to cover their noses and run away.
"Monk?!"
"Infiltration?!"
"Isn't he a swordsman?"
Some of the aristocratic cavalrymen who were watching the battle were knowledgeable. With one look, they recognized the technique that Clito was using and were all stunned.
This technique was very famous. It was the famous technique of monks, the Infiltration Technique.
The occupation of a monk was very strict. They were not allowed to wear armor or use weapons. They could only rely on ordinary clothes and their own fists to fight. This made them very weak when attacking. In terms of defense, as long as they were good at dodging, it was not a big problem to not wear armor. However, in terms of offense, if they did not use weapons, they could only rely on their fists. How much power could they have?
Thus, the monks developed a special technique. This technique allowed them to use their well-honed "Qi" to penetrate the enemy's body and cause damage from the inside.
No matter how sturdy the armor, how sturdy the scales, or how thick the muscles, they were all useless against the internal destruction of the body. Thus, the monk's special technique, known as the Infiltration Technique, could effectively restrain enemies with strong defenses and could often be fatal in one blow.
However, the monk's technique required a power that was completely different from that of a normal warrior's "Qi". This power was known as "Qi". Compared to "Qi", it was not as strong and fierce, but it had advantages in terms of penetration, concealment, healing, and recovery.
For example, a warrior monk who cultivated "Qi" and stepped into the high-level realm would almost never age. He could always maintain the physical state of a young man. Only when he was at death's door would he reveal his old age.
However, if "Qi" and "Qi" were to clash head-on, the monk would still be at a disadvantage.
Clito was a famous swordsman. Being a swordsman was part of the "Qi" system. How could he know how to use the monk's Infiltration Technique? And how could it be so powerful?!
More importantly, such a fierce blow, this kind of destructive power from the inside, was it enough to defeat that strange evil dragon?
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