Zhou Yicheng's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously stopped in his tracks. When he finally mustered up the courage to step into the third battle zone, he instantly felt the terrifying power emanating from Lan Xuanyu's body.
That was really too powerful and fierce. The golden halo spread outwards, and wherever it went, his ears seemed to be filled with the ferocious roar of a dragon.
Yesterday he had just killed his own kind, and today he had just been warned. But all of this didn't seem to affect the fierceness of the one in front of him. That ferocious murderous intent, who knew how much stronger it was compared to the previous two matches. Moreover, Zhou Yicheng could clearly see that the golden scales released from Lan Xuanyu's body were trembling slightly. It was just like the tremors from the previous two days.
Looking at such an opponent, he really felt like crying out loud. Isn't this too fierce? Wasn't he just warned not to kill dragons? How come this one seems to have gotten worse? Why is this? What kind of bloody bad luck am I having?
Zhou Yicheng's luck wasn't good. The family he belonged to was second to last in the entire Dragon race. Moreover, he wasn't the most important contestant in the family this time. Being able to enter the round-robin was already very satisfying for him.
In the first two matches of the group stage, without exception, he lost to his opponent.
Huang Yuan-lang's evaluation of him was very simple: as timid as a mouse, advocating safety first.
Facing a different kind of opponent, one had to use different kinds of tactics. Lan Xuanyu's violent methods in the previous two matches weren't without deterrence in the third match. At this moment, when he released Jinlong's Berserk Domain, his own aura appeared in the most ferocious manner, and released all of King Jinlong's terrifying might. Zhou Yicheng was indeed greatly affected.
Lan Xuanyu's right hand grabbed the air, and the dragon spear jumped into his hand. The pupils in his eyes suddenly became vertical, and a bloody light seemed to penetrate from his eyes as he stared at his opponent.
"The match begins." The True God of the Dragon race suddenly announced. All ten matches began once again.
"Roar — —" Lan Xuanyu faced the sky and let out a dragon roar. His aura, which had been building up for a long time, instantly soared to the extreme. One could clearly see that the air around him was twisting due to the convergence of his aura and power. He stomped his left foot heavily on the ground, and thousands of golden rays of light instantly blossomed from the dragon spear.
It was still the same move that he had used against his opponent yesterday, Fury of the Masses!
He had already grasped the essence of this move long ago. Combined with the Spirit Destroying Quake, its might could be imagined. That was why he was able to succeed in one strike yesterday.
Looking at Lan Xuanyu's ferocious eyes, feeling that terrifying aura, and the exact same spear technique as yesterday. Zhou Yicheng's inner defense finally collapsed.
From the very beginning, he knew that he was basically not a match for this person in front of him. More importantly, fighting with this person was not a training ground, it was a life threatening battle! He didn't want to die yet.
"I admit defeat!" Zhou Yicheng practically screamed these three words. Silver light blossomed from his body, and he quickly curled up into a ball.
Thousands of golden rays of light converged into one, but they were already rising up into the air. The golden rays of light whistled through the air before finally disappearing into the protective barrier.
Lan Xuanyu put away his spear and didn't say anything as he walked out of the arena.
Zhou Yicheng's body trembled for a long while, and he only heaved a sigh of relief when he sensed that he hadn't sustained any injuries. He even reflexively rubbed his head with his dragon claws. M-hm, his head was still there.
"Shhhh — —" The first booing sound came from somewhere, and soon, the entire arena was filled with booing sounds.
Shameful, this was too shameful! What was this Zhou Yicheng doing? Was he surrendering out of fear?
This was an extremely rare occurrence in the history of the round-robin stage of the Dragon Ascension Tournament. Those who were able to make it into the round-robin stage were all outstanding figures among the younger generation of the Dragon race. Suddenly, someone surrendering was like a chicken standing among a flock of cranes.
Even the True God of the Dragon race who was acting as the referee felt as if he had swallowed a fly. This was too embarrassing. After all, the Dragon Ascension Tournament was a grand occasion that was broadcasted live to the entire Tenryu Star. Princess Jinlong had already become the focus of attention because of her previous performance, so the broadcast would definitely focus on her.
At this moment, the True God of the Dragon race even had the urge to hope that Lan Xuanyu would kill this guy. Rather than being humiliated like this, he might as well be killed.
And this time, Lan Xuanyu was obviously going easy on him. He didn't even attack his opponent. What could he say? That "her" aura was too fierce and scared the opponent into peeing himself? That was because the opponent didn't have enough fighting spirit. How could he make it into the round-robin stage with such little courage? This was too embarrassing.
Lan Xuanyu was actually quite speechless himself. He didn't want to scare his opponent off at all. He just wanted to use his opponent's cowardice to suppress him calmly. According to his strategy, even if he didn't kill his opponent, he would at least severely injure him. This would allow him to prepare for the next round of Bai Xiuxiu. But who knew that this Zhou Yicheng didn't play by the rules at all. He actually admitted defeat because of fear as soon as he came up.
This was different from when Yan Cheng recognized him as his master in the preliminaries. Yan Cheng recognized him as his master wholeheartedly. He was willing to be a slave. But this Zhou Yicheng was a Superior Dragon race. This was simply a disgrace to the Superior Dragon race!
For a moment, the higher-ups of the Dragon race watching the battle were a little unstable. Even the fluctuations of the Dragon Power pillars appeared. One could imagine how big of an impact Zhou Yicheng's admission of defeat had.
At this moment, Zhou Yicheng also walked out of the competition venue. He also knew that he was in trouble. He lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it. Like an ostrich, he walked to a corner and crawled down.
Boos resounded throughout the venue. Those Superior Dragon race people who had previously targeted Lan Xuanyu for killing the dragon yesterday were no longer so hostile towards Lan Xuanyu. Compared to Lan Xuanyu's behavior of killing the dragon, this admission of defeat was really too abominable. This kind of embarrassing existence, it was better to just kill him. What was the use of keeping him?
Lan Xuanyu was also very helpless! Returning to Bai Xiuxiu's side, the two of them sat down on the spot. Today, Bai Xiuxiu's opponent didn't exist. She won directly and didn't need to fight at all.
"I didn't want it to be like this." Lan Xuanyu said to Bai Xiuxiu somewhat helplessly.
Bai Xiuxiu giggled and said, "You're scaring the little kid! You really shouldn't have. "
"It's just that tomorrow …" Lan Xuanyu frowned slightly.
Bai Xiuxiu snorted. "You don't think that I can't even defeat such an opponent, do you?"
Lan Xuanyu immediately smiled and gave her a thumbs up. Immediately, he calmed down and began to absorb the dragon energy.
On the huge dragon energy pillar, the Ink Dinosaur Knight Luo Lan's expression was very gloomy. He turned his head and said to the Proud Tenryu Knight Long Chaoyang, "This is our elite? They don't even have this bit of fighting spirit? Hasn't the era of peace been too long for them? If this kind of trash were to face the fleet of the Douluo Federation, wouldn't they be scared shitless? "
The smile on Long Chaoyang's face had already disappeared. He frowned and said, "I didn't expect there to be such a Superior Dragon race. The Superior Dragon race's reputation has been completely disgraced. Uncle Luo Lan, I think they should be severely punished. How can such a Dragon race be qualified to participate in the Dragon Rising Competition? They don't even deserve to be a dragon. "
Luo Lan nodded in agreement. He looked at Zhou Yicheng, who was hiding in the corner. He snorted angrily and waved his right hand. Suddenly, a surging Tenryu force swept up, but it was only aimed at that corner.
Zhou Yicheng only felt an incomparably powerful force wrap around his body. In the next moment, the world spun and he was flung out of the Rising Dragon Arena.
The hissing stopped, and a dragon's roar resounded through the Rising Dragon Arena. Even the Dragon race members in the middle of battle let out loud roars to vent their dissatisfaction and anger.
Zhou Yicheng tumbled down, and with great difficulty, he used his dragon wings to stabilize his body. He wanted to say, What can I do? I'm helpless too! I don't want to die, is that wrong? Hmph, if you don't want me to participate, then I won't participate. Safety first, it's better to be safe first.
(End of Chapter)
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