X-Dragon Era

Suddenly, his body coiled up, and his arms crossed in front of his chest. In an instant... the golden Dragon Breath howled as it struck Yinglong's arms, creating patterns like disturbed water surfaces on his skin, rippling with wave after wave of azure undulations.

However, that was the extent of its effect. Although the Wind Blade was sharp, it could not cut water. Once it entered Yinglong's body, it was immediately restrained by the flow of water, quickly slowing down.

Under everyone's gaze, Xin Yun's Yinglong was under attack, yet Xin Yun casually kept his hands in his pockets, smiling at his opponent, his face the picture of composure, not showing the slightest hint of panic.

"Ah..." Watching Xin Yun's handsome, slightly devilish smile, Yi Luo Xiang couldn't help but sigh. Lately, it seemed she had fallen ill, often staring blankly at Xin Yun and, sometimes, like now, her heart would suddenly race, as if it was about to leap out of her chest.

"Ah..." At the same time, Ke Zhan also sighed, shaking his head with a wry smile. He really had nothing to say about Xin Yun's performance. Sometimes he wondered if it was himself who was too inexperienced, or if Xin Yun was simply too strong!

Not to mention Xin Yun's courage in taking on three at once, just Xin Yun's ability to remain tranquil and composed when at a disadvantage was something Ke Zhan could never achieve. Although he couldn't do it, Ke Zhan understood that this state of confidence with calmness, and fervor with arrogance, was precisely what could best unleash one's true strength.

However, neither Yi Luo Xiang nor Ke Zhan could compare to Yan Qingying's feelings, which were one-tenth of their reverence, like looking up at one deemed a deity.

Ever since she became sensible, she had received the most brutal training from the Demon Dragon Clan, all in order to maintain an absolutely calm mindset in the face of any situation and remain proud, yet strong, confident without being arrogant. To reach this point, the hardships they endured were unimaginable to outsiders.

But even today, Yan Qingying could only manage to remain cold-hearted. No matter the time, her heart was utterly cold, and her face was expressionless even outside of combat, eternally icy and composed, proud yet confident, never crossing into arrogance.
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A person who has never run a marathon can never comprehend the difficulty of completing the full course, the sort of challenge that wears the soles of even specialized shoes bare, depleting the body's very last ounce of energy. Without personally experiencing it, no amount of thinking can lead to understanding.

Clearly, Yan Qingying knew the taste of this ordeal, as that was the state she was in. However, this was an abnormal state that the Demon Dragon Clan had shaped through brutal training, forcibly erasing certain characteristics of her personality.

Xin Yun, on the other hand, was different. He was usually amiable, seemingly no different from an ordinary person, particularly gentle when with the two of them—something she could never achieve again.

After enduring so much hardship, Yan Qingying had finally reached this level, yet Xin Yun naturally existed in such a state, and moreover, his attainment was even more perfect. If Yan Qingying's state was on the verge of 60 points, then if Xin Yun's score wasn't a perfect 100, it would at least be 99!

Yan Qingying's state was an eternally icy realm, while Xin Yun's state was one of calm mixed with fervor, confidence laced with passion. Yan Qingying's state allowed her to exert 100% of her power, yet Xin Yun's potential was limitless; his power could even surpass 200% without surprise.

Back to the matter at hand, with arms crossed, Xin Yun promptly blocked the Luan Dragon's breath. The sharp Wind Blade, although effective in slicing open Yinglong's skin, posed no threat to Yinglong, who was of pure water form and feared not physical cuts. As for the energy impact, the opponent clearly wasn't qualified to deplete Xin Yun's energy.

Xin Yun was now of One Star silver strength, while his opponent was merely Two Stars silver, one star higher in strength, but the grade of the Dragon Ball was far inferior, possibly only sixth or seventh grade. In such a case, no matter how the opponent attacked, physical cutting would be rendered useless, energy impacts would be absorbed by Yinglong's Hai Na Bai Chuan, resulting in zero damage.

Xin Yun's hands remained crossed, blocking the Luan Dragon's breath, and at the same time, his left hand reached down, instantly grabbing the Boomerang Axe on his leg and flinging it outward—sending the gleaming axe spinning away, slashing towards the Ice Dragon Rider swooping in from behind.

Under the effect of the suit, the Boomerang Axe began to spin wildly the moment it left his hand. Once it reached a certain speed, it disappeared from view, leaving only the sound of tearing through the air.

Seeing this, the Ice Dragon's rider was taken aback, then in horror, lowered its head, mimicking Xin Yun by crossing arms in front to protect its body solidly.

One must know that no matter how formidable a dragon is, the human body is the weakest link. Unless one reaches the latter stage of the diamond level, where the dragon and person can merge, any fatal attack to the human body signifies the end of the fight—that's why long-range weapons are essential.

Long-range weapons are hardly capable of damaging dragons, but they are sufficient to harm humans. Although dragons provide energy shields for human protection, these only defend against energy impacts, offering little protection against physical ones.(To be continued. For more of the story, please visit www.qidian.com. More chapters are available and support the author, support genuine reading!)