Chapter 67

"Pop!" The slender golden dragon tail with a diamond-shaped blade at the tip slid through the air and pulled it onto Troy, the white tiger who left four scratches on Morea's body.

The strong and powerful dragon tail left a long scar on the chest and abdomen of the white tiger Troy, and the scarlet bloodstain was extremely dazzling against the snow-white hair.

But under the tyrannical physique of the white tiger, the blood scabs healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It didn't take long for the blood scabs to fall off, revealing white and tender flesh, and white hairs began to grow...

"Roar!" The young tiger bowed its head and roared, and the wind blades lined up in the air, slashing towards Morea, and it also attacked Moreya together again. The top bloodline gave it a powerful bloodline, and the white tiger was not afraid of Any kind of creature fights in melee combat.

"Ang!" Morea opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar, shattering dozens of wind blades directly opposite him, and the remaining wind blades slashed on his dragon body, like slashing on gold and iron, sparks. splash.

Morea roared, unfolded his wide dragon wings, and flew low to meet Troy, the white tiger. He did not use the spells he mastered to attack the white tiger, because it was meaningless.

Their existence is too immune to the elements, and the low-level spell attacks are directly ignored, just like the white tiger attacked him with spell-like abilities just now, and it is directly immune, and there is no damage at all. It's not as simple as melee combat.

"Roar!" "Ang!" "Ow!"... A golden dragon was fighting with a pure white tiger. Although the battle between the two sides was not as grand as the Titan Atrain and the Blazing Gods just now, it was also quite intense.

Under the attack of the golden dragon and the white tiger, the ground that was originally a mess was once again tragically affected and plowed again... and the trees, this area, had no plants to destroy for the two of them.

The battle between the two gradually reached the sky from the ground. After all, whether it is Morea in the form of a dragon or Troy the white tiger, they all have wings, and fighting in the sky is far more powerful than on the ground.

Blood-stained snow-white hair fell from the air from time to time, and only one piece of the fine golden dragon scales fell after a long time.

"Hey, what kind of defense is this? It's too exaggerated."

"That's it!"

"Troy's claws can't cut through the dragon scales of Morea at all. It can only bite the smallest pieces of dragon scales with its teeth."

"Troy suffered too much."

"Is the defense of the descendants of the Dragon King so strong?"

...Watching the battle in the air, the alien beasts and the titans whispered, and they were surprised by the defensive power of Morea's dragon scales.

"Woo!" In the sky, the white tiger Troy opened his mouth and bit on Morea's dragon arm, "Qiang!" Four sharp snow-white tiger teeth pierced slightly into Morea's hard and thick dragon scale armor.

"Roar!" Morea's other dragon claw grabbed Troy's furry tiger head and wanted to tear it apart, but Gerald, the Titan at the same level as him, shattered the dragon armor on his body, so, As long as Troy insists, he can bite through his dragon scale armor.

"Let me go." Morea pulled the Troy who was biting him tightly. Golden dragon flames and thunder surged up Troy's body, scorching scorch marks on his snow-white tiger body.

"Crack!" A fine crack appeared under the cub's snow-white sharp teeth. "Puchi!" Pale golden blood shot out, Troy didn't let go, and finally bit through Morea's dragon armor defense.

"Boom!" The intense pain stimulated Morea, and the golden dragon grabbed the pure white "big cat" and smashed it down from the sky. The gravel splashed, and the ground was already devastated. Once again, a huge pothole.

"Finally bit your scales." In the pothole, the white tiger Troy, who had endured a huge impact, let go.

"Qi!" Morea bowed his head, four dragon claws gripped the big white cat tightly, restricting its movement, and on his injured left front paw, the four bleeding tooth marks,

The bleeding has stopped, the flesh is healing, and the dragon scale armor that has been bitten through is also growing slowly.

"Admit defeat, you are not my opponent."

"Roar, if it weren't for your scales, you wouldn't be my opponent at all. You couldn't see my initial attack clearly."

"Big cat, it's not that my defense is too strong, it's that your minions are not sharp enough." Morea remembered that Heloise was afraid of breaking the dragon armor on his head with a slap before, and said to Troy with a slightly teasing bow.

"..." White Tiger Troy was silent for a while, and then he said unwillingly: "I lost this battle."

Hearing the white tiger under him concede defeat, Morea released his claws and changed back to the form of a titan: "I will still fight with you. In my current posture, I don't use my dragon armor."

"Then you are ready to stain the earth with blood." The white tiger Troy stood up at the bottom of the pit more than twenty meters deep. The charred hair on his body fell off, revealing the tender white flesh, and then new hair grew out.

"I will." Morea smiled, he was ready to be bruised and bruised. Under the same conditions, because there is no suitable opponent, Morea's Titan martial arts practice is far inferior to Gerald, who is only three years older than him, which makes Moreya very unwilling.

Morea used the blood that his grandfather gave him to stimulate the bloodline of the dragon, and the dragon scale armor evolved to defeat the Titan Gerald. The same is true now. He defeated the white tiger Troy by relying on the perverted defense of the dragon armor.

Moreya is very clear that this is the role of the blood of the Dragon King. If he reaches the legendary realm, Moreya is very clear that his dragon armor will probably be more powerful, but his opponent will not be like Gerald and Like a white tiger, it was so difficult to shatter his defenses.

Everything that the Dragon King's blood has given to Moreya will definitely become smaller as his strength becomes stronger. This is predictable. Therefore, for the future, Moreya must work hard to cultivate the Titan inheritance. martial arts.

"You're not as good as other Titans." Troy the white tiger staggered out of the pit, came to Morea who was wearing a robe, sniffed, "It doesn't mean that your physique is not as good as the Titans, if it's not for your body Smell, I would definitely consider you a pure-blooded Titan."

"Why do you think I'm not as good as other Titans?" Morea crouched down and reached out to touch Troy's furry head. When he was just fighting, he wanted to slap Troy a little.

"Your reaction speed and your martial arts practice are not as good as other Titans." Troy bared his teeth and slapped the palm of Morea's back with a paw.

"I have never encountered a creature of your level before, and I am a little uncomfortable with your attack." Morea nodded and admitted that when he was on Taiji Island, facing the strongest storm giant, he didn't even need martial arts. You can easily defeat them.

It is because of this that Morea's martial skills are far inferior to other Titans of the same age. As Heloise said, on Tai Chi Island, Morea does not have a suitable opponent, a suitable opponent who can make him fight with all his strength. .

However, when I came to the Titan Clan, everything was different. There were monsters with legendary blood everywhere, and each of them could be the opponents of the Titans. The Titans who grew up here never need to worry about the lack of opponents to sharpen themselves.

"Have you talked enough?" At this time, a young Titan who was watching said, "Troy, if you lose, just step aside. It's time for me to fight Morea."

"Humph!" The white tiger Troy snorted lightly, glared at the young Titan in dissatisfaction, and then stepped out of the way with a catwalk, allowing Morea to face the young Titan who was already gearing up.

"Wait a minute, Barnett." Just as Morea was about to take on the challenge again, Heloise on the side spoke up, stopping the Titan boy who was about to do it.

"That's it for today, Morea has just come to the clan, and I have to take him to choose a place to live in the future. After he settles down, you can fight again. Now you can get to know each other first, and in the future. It’s still growing, and there are opportunities to communicate.”

"Just came to the clan? That's right, I'll meet Morea with a hearty battle." Hearing Heloise's words, the Titan boy named Barnett not only did not mean to stop, The fighting spirit was on the rise.

"Would you greet me with a fist? My fellow Titans are really enthusiastic." Morea twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the young Titan's words. Every Titan who had seen him seemed to express his desire to communicate with him with his fist. idea.

"Muria has already fought Troy once."

"Then it's nothing to fight with me again." Barnett had a high fighting spirit and was determined to fight with Morea. Heloise's words had no effect at all.

"..." Heloise looked blankly at the Titan boy Barnett, who didn't listen to her at all, the fingers of her right hand gradually clenched into a fist, and golden thunders appeared on it.

"Boom!" The slender, well-built Titan girl kicked with her left foot, and was kicked into a huge pit by her terrifying power. Her body turned into a light and shadow and disappeared in place, heading straight for the Titan boy with high fighting spirit .

"Crack!" Just when Herois disappeared in place, Titan Barnett crossed his arms in front of him without hesitation, and then a harsh bone crack sounded.

Heloise broke Barnett's arm bone with a punch, and the powerful force applied from the broken arm of the Titan boy to his whole body. , flew out upside down, disappeared directly into the sight of Morea, and crashed into a mountain that lost its upper half of the mountain.

"Sure enough, what Your Excellency Ansor said is right." Heloise, who punched a Titan boy, muttered to herself, then looked at Morea seriously: "Teach you a truth. , what can be solved with fists, never with mouth."

"You can't compare if you can do it." Morea instantly understood the essence of this sentence, and the Titan, who saw this scene, heard this sentence with a look of approval.

"Who else wants to fight Morea now?" Heloise clenched her fist and looked around with a dull gaze.

Many alien beasts who came into contact with Heloise's eyes shook their heads in unison. No one wanted to be punched away by a Titan that was one level higher than them. They liked fighting, but they didn't like being abused.