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The idea of a Flood Dragon wielding a dragon-slaying cleaver... sounds utterly ridiculous.

But those who dare to laugh at it, if they truly stood in front of it at this moment, would certainly not be able to laugh.

Li Zhaojiang was no longer able to laugh.

"What the hell!" he couldn't help but blurt out when he saw the Flood Dragon raising its long cleaver.

Since when do Flood Dragons use weapons?

"Scared, are you?" sent Yan Yu via a secret transmission, "If you're scared, just leave, hide behind your sister."

Provoked by his goading, Li Zhaojiang's panic instantly dissipated, and he retorted:

"Shouldn't you be the one who's scared?"

"Alright, alright, I'll go find your sister for help right now."

"You dare!"

The way the two exchanged messages, clearly not taking the cleaver-wielding Flood Dragon seriously, infuriated the creature. It swung its cleaver in a powerful lateral chop, sweeping through everything in its path, turning ship's gunwales, cables, masts, or anything else into smithereens beneath the cleaver's edge.

But how could such a coarse and clumsy attack possibly work on them? Yan Yu and Li Zhaojiang simply took a light leap, ascending with the Cloud Ascension Technique, and easily dodged the cleaver that slashed beneath their feet.

Just then, the Flood Dragon suddenly opened its mouth again, a streak of white light flashing towards Yan Yu's head.

Yan Yu was floating in mid-air at this moment with no objects nearby to use for leverage, the white light seemingly about to hit him unavoidably, when suddenly a black beam of light burst from the side, colliding head-on with the dragon's white light and silently annihilating each other.

Li Zhaojiang, captain of the Qingan battle team and a professional Spell Cultivator, although usually completely obedient to his older sister Li Minghu within the team, it doesn't mean he lacks the strength of a team captain.

He cultivates a lineage of spells known as the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light Great Method, a unique secret technique that is not part of the five elements and has special effects for both attack and control.

Li Zhaojiang used the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light to intercept the white light aimed at Yan Yu and immediately sent a taunting transmission:

"Hahaha, Yan Yu, you owe me one life..."

Before he could finish talking, his back was struck by the Green Bamboo Sword, forcing him to lurch forward involuntarily, which just so happened to let him avoid the Flood Dragon's lethal claw strike from a blind spot.

"Naive," Yan Yu commented with disdain.

"Damn damn damn damn damn damn damn!" Li Zhaojiang, having fallen beneath the Flood Dragon, communicated his incredibly frustrated feelings through seven hoarse, forceful words sent through a secret transmission.

"Let's kill it before we talk," replied Yan Yu.

Li Zhaojiang then stopped talking further, his gaze fixed intently on the huge Flood Dragon before him, as he began to stir up his True Yuan with high intensity.

If Yan Yu was just a potential contender for stealing his sister's affections, then this Flood Dragon was without a doubt the chief culprit for embarrassing him in public. Rather than continue mocking Yan Yu, it was indeed more important to slay the dragon first!

Primordial Magnetism Divine Light, blow it up for me!

Li Zhaojiang let out a shout (meaninglessly), clasped his hands together in front of his chest (showing off), and then drew out a majestic black column of light, like the great Sun Wukong lifting his Golden Cudgel, and smashed it down onto the Flood Dragon's head!

Unexpectedly, the Flood Dragon raised its cleaver to block. The moment the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light collided with the dragon-slaying cleaver, the latter was immediately attracted, twisted, and bent, forcibly twisted into a twisted shape—the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light had a remarkable effect against all metallic objects.

However, by sacrificing its giant cleaver, the Flood Dragon seized the precious moment to counterattack, its tail whipping at Li Zhaojiang like a long whip, bringing a deep whistling wind sound with its fierce motion.

Li Zhaojiang had no desire to be turned into meat paste by the dragon's tail, so he had to interrupt his Taoism Method abruptly and retreated swiftly with the Shifting Technique to dodge the tail whip. He then transmitted to Yan Yu:

"Great, you just stand to one side and enjoy the show, huh?"

"Nonsense," Yan Yu, who was leisurely watching from the side, shot back, "You're using Primordial Magnetism Divine Light, what do you expect me to do with Sword Control? Wouldn't the sword get sucked away by the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light?"

Li Zhaojiang had no comeback, for his Primordial Magnetism Divine Light does indeed uncontrollably attract all metallic objects, so he usually refrains from using it, only employing it when he needs to strike a lethal blow, to avoid affecting Li Minghu and Jiang Hong's Sword Control Technique.

He was now rarely fighting side by side with Yan Yu against an enemy and very eager to outdo this villain coveting his sister, so he unleashed the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light with full power... forgetting its adverse effect.

What was more troublesome was that to play that "Primordial Magnetism Divine Light Golden Cudgel," his True Yuan had also been heavily depleted by now.

A Spell Cultivator's way indeed uses up True Yuan the most, and compared to the cost-effective Sword Control Technique, it's essentially two extremes.

Watching Yan Yu calmly command the Green Bamboo Sword, striking with ease at various parts of the Flood Dragon, Li Zhaojiang quickly followed suit, summoning the Skyfire Sword and joining in the assault on the Flood Dragon.

The Flood Dragon had lost its huge cleaver and was unable to block; it was chopped up and bleeding everywhere, suddenly soaring up, attempting to spiral and fly into the sky.

The dragon was trying to escape!

None of the group knew how to use Sword Flight, and once the Flood Dragon hid among the clouds, it would essentially become untargetable. Waiting for it to heal its wounds before coming back down... what's the point in fighting then!

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Li Zhaojiang couldn't afford to conserve his True Yuan any longer and was about to cast the Primordial Magnetism Divine Light Great Method again, but then he saw Yan Yu rush onto the dragon's body using the Shifting Technique, the Green Bamboo Sword deeply embedded into the Flood Dragon's flesh. He gripped the hilt tightly and refused to let go, forcibly dragging the Flood Dragon into the sky.

Li Zhaojiang: ???

Behind him, the battle on the deck was drawing to a close.

The individual combat capabilities of the Rikoku Cultivators were not poor, and they had the absolute advantage in numbers, so the outcome of the battle was almost a foregone conclusion.

Li Minghu beheaded Stevenson, and Alex was killed by Zhao Yuanzhen; the thunderbird Margaret was left struggling alone and, after dueling Lin Ning's Green Bamboo Sword for a moment, realized that all her comrades were gone and promptly surrendered with both hands performing the France military salute.

The Sorcerers, on the other hand, were much harder and more ruthless. Apart from Ajarn Luo, the Curse Technique practitioner who was controlled by the Five Ghosts spell of Chen Lingyun, the others all fought vehemently against the Qing'an battle team, dying in resistance, with not a single one surrendering to plead for life.

After sealing the two remaining live captives, everyone just happened to witness the Flood Dragon flying into the sky with Li Zhaojiang standing below, dumbfounded.

"The dragon?" Li Minghu hurriedly asked.

"The one in the sky," Li Zhaojiang said numbly. "It's not dead, it flew away."

"Where's our captain?" Lin Ning asked in a panic.

"On the dragon's back," Li Zhaojiang's eyes twitched as he replied, "He flew off with it."

The girls: ???

Once again, they all looked up together at the Flood Dragon, flying higher and higher, not knowing what to do.

At the same time, the camera on the body of the slain superhero also managed to capture the Flood Dragon spiraling into the sky, along with Yan Yu who was hanging unsteadily on the dragon's body, so the live broadcast's comments were likewise filled with "???????????"

Wait, isn't this the final battle? According to the usual fantasy drama script, shouldn't everyone be struggling to kill the Boss and then reap a myriad of spoils of war? How did someone suddenly ride off on the Boss?

In the school principal's office, even Li Weiguo and Chen Tianming, confident as they were, couldn't help but wipe sweat for Yan Yu ascending into the sky.

After all, gravity doesn't care about you much; falling from over ten thousand meters high, even if you land in the sea, it could smash you to death outright.

"It's okay," Li Weiguo suddenly said. "The kid has the Cloud Ascension Technique. He can float down slowly."

Chen Tianming also reacted quickly:
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"No need to float all the way down, just use the Cloud Ascension Technique as soon as he's about to reach the sea surface to cancel out the velocity."

"Knowing his stubborn personality, it's probably just as you said," Li Weiguo breathed a sigh of relief to himself, but his face broke into a hearty laugh, adopting the composed demeanor of "I always knew he wouldn't fight an unwinnable battle."

As for who was sweating for Yan Yu just now? Don't know, not clear, don't ask.

The things Li Weiguo and Chen Tianming could think of, the Cultivators within the Mysterious Realm naturally could imagine as well.

Everyone just watched as the Flood Dragon took Yan Yu into the clouds, completely disappearing from view, unsure of what expression or reaction to show.

"Darn it, darn it, Team Leader Yan has been dragged up to the sky by the Flood Dragon," would it seem too alarmist?

"Haha, truly worthy of Team Leader Yan to actually be able to ride a dragon into the sky," would that seem somewhat inappropriate?

Or should we just smile?

Above the clouds, Yan Yu was dragged above the sea of clouds by the Flood Dragon, where a sky full of stars hung high, shining brightly.

The flow of time in the Mysterious Realm was naturally not synchronized with the outside world, and this starry sky was probably just some sort of background texture, which didn't need to be scrutinized too closely.

The reason Yan Yu had ridden the Flood Dragon into the skies was obviously not to admire this fake starry sky, but to use the cover of the sea of clouds to shield unnecessary line of sight.

Here, I'll stop playing the newbie!

The Flood Dragon let out a long cry, and seven or eight white lights shot out from its mouth, suddenly turning towards Yan Yu. They came at him like a multitude of swords attacking all at once.

Yan Yu fell from the Flood Dragon's body, dodging these frost spells, and the Green Bamboo Sword steadily caught him from below, then wrapped him quickly in sword light.

Sword Flight!

Within the sword light, his right hand gave a slight flick, activating the String-Pulling Technique. A Silver Pellet shot out from his sleeve, spinning briefly before instantly transforming into the figure of a tall, slender beauty. Her arms spread wide like a bird's wings, she glided alongside the sword light, her garments fluttering elegantly in the wind.

Yan Yu gave a slight smile, looking ahead at the Flood Dragon desperately fleeing.

Come! Puppet Ah Zhen, join me in slaying the dragon!