Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 940 - 221: Three Great Forces_2

Chapter 940: Chapter 221: Three Great Forces_2

"Evil Beamon!" the Fairy Dragon Luna trembled with rage. "I can now be certain that you must have used some despicable means to take possession of Daisy and Ruona!"

Indeed, the Fairy Dragon Luna had hit the mark. When Liu Zhenhan had devised his plan, he had indeed resorted to some trickery. He wished to be a gentleman, but in the end, he wasn’t cut out for it.

The Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim was so angry that his face turned pale. He kept pointing at Liu Zhenhan, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Mourinho’s gaze towards Liu Zhenhan began to show a sort of respect for a fellow hero. This pair indeed made a perfectly matched set of natural enemies. Although they had grievances, they had strikingly similar paths in certain aspects. It was just that Liu Zhenhan played the scoundrel to the hilt.

Liu Zhenhan’s rogue logic was relentless: "Why can you marry and I not?!"

"Marry my foot!" the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim roared. With a single gesture, three thick, sharp metal spikes began materializing from thin air, shooting towards Liu Zhenhan. By the time they reached overhead, they had formed into buzzing cone-shaped drills, like strange weapons shot from dimensional space.

"Power Pattern Shield" glittered protectively around Liu Zhenhan’s body in an instant, coupled with the "Turtle’s Water Barrier Shield" and "Elemental Mermaid," shielding himself like a fortress. Yet that wasn’t all. Before the three metal spikes could even touch the two dazzling "flying lights" in the front, they were scattered and dissolved into nothingness by Gerein’s "Frost Nova" and Fire Phoenix’s "Fiery Buzzsaw." More retaliatory magic blasted into the sky, its immense power causing the Dragon City couple to spin around.

"Actually, there was no need to interfere." Liu Zhenhan was somewhat dissatisfied. It was his chance to show off, but he didn’t get to perform.

"Truly a young talent praised by Master Puskas, with a bit of a crafty edge," the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim said, his eyes rolling with anger as he stared at Liu Zhenhan. He then glanced at Mourinho, noticing a graze on his brow, clearly inflicted by an arrow with its arrowhead pinched off.

"The Fairy Dragon and Seven-Colored Dragon couple, the most perfectly in sync, fear no number of opponents," said the Fairy Dragon Luna with a clear, bell-like cold laugh. "Be careful, my ’Elemental Recoil Finger’ will teach you both a lesson."

"Respected Dragon City couple! Stop deceiving yourselves," said Lord Mourinho with a faint smile, speaking to the Dragon Clan couple, "With the number of mages we have, plus magic pets, if the two of us join forces, I honestly don’t intend to belittle your strength. But if it comes down to a real fight, you have no chance of winning! Of course, if the two of you wish to leave, nobody can stop you."

"The Dragon City couple will show you what a lesson is! Smey!" The Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim seemed to be touched on a sore point, becoming a bit of ill-tempered. To tell the truth, the Ibrahimovic couple had indeed not anticipated that the Bimon Kingdom, known as the ’Magic Wasteland,’ would gather such a number of mages, nor did they expect a domineering Archer to be lurking in the shadows. Add to that these two experts and a bunch of magic pets, and the Dragon City couple’s synergy wouldn’t change the outcome—this battle held no suspense. Yet as things had escalated to this point, Dragon Clan pride made him deliberately avoid this fact, and it was naturally embarrassing to have it pointed out.

"I’ve heard that the Seven-Colored Dragon has the strongest physical combat prowess in the world. Let me witness it for myself!" Mourinho adjusted his golden High Priest robe and started twirling a flute through his fingers.

"I also want to try. The strongest physical combat prowess in the world—I have to say, I’m a bit skeptical," Liu Zhenhan tilted his head, swinging his leg leisurely, his face full of casual assurance.

These words made the Seven-Colored Dragon and Fairy Dragon exchange a smile.

"Is he perhaps afraid of us?" Mourinho chuckled as he looked at Liu Zhenhan.

"Seems like it," Liu Zhenhan chuckled in response, harmonizing with the Swan High Priest.

"Are you suggesting we fight without using Elemental Power, purely by physical combat strength?" the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim suddenly laughed.

"Using magic is also fine, choose the rules as you will," said Liu Zhenhan, fearlessly. "If I lose, Daisy and Ruona go with you! If I win, our debts are settled! Since you are not as strong as me, why should Daisy and Ruona go back to marry a weakling?!"

"Good! No magic. I’ll let you Beamon who have never seen the world witness the physical combat power of the Seven-Colored Dragon!" the Seven-Colored Dragon Ibrahim laughed uproariously.

Liu Zhenhan let out a long breath of relief, finally having separated the Seven-Colored Dragon from the Fairy Dragon. If it really came down to a magical duel, the magically resistant Seven-Colored Dragon would have never agreed. Only by challenging his physical prowess could he agree to a contest. When it came to strength, who had Liu Zhenhan ever feared? Besides, if all else failed, he could always call upon the Gabriel Demon Butterfly to have everyone twist up a Disco. Cheating was also one of Liu Zhenhan’s strong suits.

Mourinho’s thinking was clearly the same. Great minds think alike, after all. Separating this couple was a shared viewpoint of Liu Zhenhan and Swan High Priest. This husband and wife pairing was truly annoying. Today’s magical lineup and followers were none other than the union of two Great High Priests! Even the Evil-eye Tyrant and the Flame Emperor coming together might not face it so easily.