I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 299 Despicable Ao Laotou Tactics
"Howling Sky Dog?"

Morales had obviously studied the myths and legends of China, and he immediately recognized the origin of this move.

"What is your relationship with the legendary Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun? Have you inherited his legacy?"

"Except that we both have dogs, there is no other relationship." Lu Wenwu told the truth.

He really didn't lie.

Maomao is taking the inheritance of Roaring Sky Dog, the Sun-Swallowing God. What does it have to do with me, the Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War Lu Wenwu?

If he wanted to have any friendship, it would be a stretch. He couldn't climb up to such a high branch.

However, telling the truth is often not understood.

People only believe what they are willing to understand.

The look on Morales' face when he looked at Lu Wenwu was as if he had been greatly insulted.

He poured a tube of healing potion into his mouth, and pointed indignantly at the hair that had turned into moving fire and merged into Lu Wenwu's body. The flames in his eyes seemed to ignite the person in front of him directly.

You used Erlang Shen's skills in front of me, and you still say you have nothing to do with Erlang Shen?
You've even learned the most signature human-dog integrated fighting style, and you're still quibbling?
Who would believe this!
The dragon flame on Morales' body became more and more intense, and a huge black dragon shadow slowly enveloped his body.

The core of Angry Dragon Knight lies in the word "anger".

Like the Hulk.

The angrier you are, the more powerful the power you can unleash.

Now, Morales, who felt that his IQ was insulted, was very angry. He completely detonated the volcano in his heart without any suppression, and released the power of the Angry Dragon Knight without any estimation.

He was like a volcano that had been forced to endure for hundreds of years and was finally released today.

Even if after the explosion, what awaits him will be a death with a landslide and the splitting of the earth, he must die in the ultimate sublimation, only to be worthy of his existence in this world.

Lu Wenwu did not rush to attack, but just watched the scene in front of him quietly.

His aura was also rising, and his strength was also soaring.

A sea of ​​murderous blood and a sea of ​​merit lotus emerged behind him, like the interweaving of hell and heaven, like the collision of extreme yin and extreme yang.

The heat and the coldness formed a sharp contrast in the death arena.

Two completely different forces collided, intertwined, and roared in the center with Lu Wenwu as the center.

A powerful storm arose out of nowhere, sweeping away all the filth.

Suddenly, this horrific storm pressed towards Morales, like a tsunami sweeping across, like the collapse of the sky.

"Roar!"

Morales' anger had already exceeded a certain limit at this time, and his already tall and strong body swelled again in an instant.

Thick dragon scales are draped over his body, and sharp and powerful dragon claws grow out of him.

His entire body had actually completely transformed into a black dragon!

The hideous bone spurs stood upright, and the blazing dragon breath rushed towards the oppressive storm like a fire explosion!

"boom!"

In just a moment, the Death Arena was engulfed in violent storms and raging fire.

If it were in the outside world, without the suppression of the imperial capital's safe zone, the mutual infighting and confrontation between these two forces alone would be enough to trigger celestial phenomena and use the power of heaven and earth to attack each other.

However, within the safe zone, except for official personnel, no one else can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to fight.

Lu Wenwu grinned grimly, stepped on the fleeting light, and instantly turned into a stream of light and charged forward.

The black dragon that Morales transformed into was equally unwilling to be outdone. The dragon roar from his mouth was deafening, and he rumbled on the ground like a train, rushing towards him.

"Well done, well done!"

Lu Wenwu laughed loudly, and the Great Sun Fist roared from his fully grown right fist.

In the lotus sea of ​​merit, a brilliant golden sun rises, and rays of golden light burst out with thousands of auspicious colors, as if the whole world is celebrating together.

"open!"

With one punch, the extremely powerful fist collided with the huge Black Dragon.

With a loud muffled sound, Morales' ferocious dragon chariot was forced to stop, and the left front dragon claw had bent into a creepy and strange angle.

The dragon scale in the middle of the palm was smashed to pieces, and the flesh suddenly sank.

Large amounts of crimson dragon blood flowed down and dripped onto the ground, causing black and red mist to rise.

The temperature of dragon's blood is extremely high, like boiling hot oil.

"Roar!"

Morales was forced to stop and turned the pain into strength. He did not dodge or evade the second punch from Lu Wenwu.

The huge body turned, and the thick dragon tail like a meteor hammer swept across with a roar that tore through the air.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?"

Lu Wenwu laughed loudly, and suddenly turned from defense to offense in the middle of the attack, as if he had anticipated the opponent's attack pattern, and he pressed down to the side.

When his body was halfway down, the thick dragon's tail just swept over him.

The prediction was perfect!

"boom!"

The dragon claws and tail collided, and the stirred up air waves directly shattered the earth!

Lu Wenwu simply stepped back two steps and directly resolved the powerful blow with the simplest and most violent method.

In a battle between dragons, any fancy tricks are just extras.

Whether it is the true dragon of the East or the giant dragon of the West, they both have their own extraordinary magical talent inheritance and unique dragon magic.

It is also well known to people all over the world that no matter which side of the dragon clan they belong to, their dragon scales have incredibly high magic resistance.

Ordinary spells, even forbidden magic, would find it difficult to break through the dragon's innate resistance to magic, let alone cause damage, unless the difference in cultivation between the two sides was too great.

However, dragons have stronger bodies and sharper claws!

Use his spear to attack his shield.

Although the physical resistance of dragon scales is not low, it is still slightly inferior to the almost full magic resistance.

Therefore, only the violent confrontation between flesh and flesh is the true meaning of victory!

Lu Wenwu took a big step forward, hugged Morales' tail in his arms, and dug his dragon claws into the gaps between the opponent's dragon scales, pinching the thick muscle bundle.

The horse stance under his feet was as steady as the roots of an old tree, the muscles on his hands bulged, and the dragon scales were slightly stretched by this powerful force.

"Wake it up for me!"

After a loud shout, one's teeth would begin to crunch.

What followed was a terrifying howl like an 18-force gale. Morales, who had transformed into a black dragon, was directly thrown up by Lu Wenwu by the tail!

That horrifying scene was like an ordinary person picking up a mountain and throwing it in his hand like a sandbag!

He was spinning faster and faster, with more and more force.

Morales howled in pain.

There were bursts of crisp "crackling" sounds. It was the horrifying sound of his tail bones being roughly broken and shattered by such heavy force.

It was not until Lu Wenwu himself could no longer control the force of the rotation that he finally let go of his hands.

"Boom!"

The huge body of the black dragon slammed onto the barrier of the Death Arena, and the entire space shook at this moment.

The ground, which had already been crushed repeatedly, broke apart again, stirring up dust all over the sky.

"Roar!"

A shrill dragon roar echoed, and Morales stood up at incredible speed.

Even though half of his dragon scales had been shattered, and even though his body had been dyed red with blood, he still charged towards Lu Wenwu with determination.

Suddenly, the two dragons collided in the most primitive way.

The roar that shook the earth continued to explode, and dragon scales and dragon blood splashed wildly, almost dyeing the entire earth red.

Every punch hits the flesh, without reservation!
Theoretically speaking, Morales is not a true black dragon.

The dragon scales on his body that he shared with his dragon partner were not as strong as those of a real black dragon, nor did he have the true top-level magic resistance of a normal black dragon.

If Lu Wenwu was a normal Eastern True Dragon, as long as he used large amounts of True Dragon spells to attack him, he would be a natural nemesis to Morales.

Zero is left and fire is on the right, Lei Gong helps me!
Both fire and thunder are the most violent means of killing.

Unfortunately, he is not.

In terms of boxing and body training, Lu Wenwu's talent and understanding are both top-notch.

However, his attainments in magic, although not bad, can only be considered mediocre and average.

Water, fire, and thunder, these are the talents that come with our blood.

Therefore, when Lu Wenwu was cultivating in the world of immortals, he did not delve deeply into the dragon magic. He just selected some experiences that could be used to enhance his own combat system and absorbed them into himself.

What he is best at is exploding with the opponent!
No one knew how long the battle had lasted; the ground had already sunk several meters during the fight between the two monsters.

The Scarlet Abyss has increased Morales's recovery speed and bleeding effect by an unknown number of times, and all of his dragon scales have been shattered.

Now he was like a piece of porcelain on the edge of breaking. His originally obsidian-black dragon scales had almost completely turned red, and he was extremely weak.

But what was incredible was that his fighting spirit was still rising, and even his own aura remained at its peak and had not fallen.

Lu Wenwu was also covered in blood, with almost no healthy flesh on his body. This sword greatly enhanced his talent for blood and flesh regeneration.

Looking from a distance, he looked like he was possessed by some kind of parasite. His flesh and blood were wriggling and repairing itself, and he was once again covered with the red and black armor.

Finally, in the fierce collision between the two sides, Lu Wenwu found an opening.

He took the blow from Morales's claw that cut through his stomach and then flashed through space to land under the opponent.

When his right arm was already emitting violent thunder and was about to deliver the most terrifying blow through the empty reverse scale, completely exploding the opponent's heart and ending the battle, Lu Wenwu suddenly stopped.

Or rather, it wasn't that he stopped.

It was Morales who stopped.

After swinging that claw, his huge body stood still like a sculpture, with all four claws on the ground, quietly standing there.

The breath of life in his body has disappeared without a trace.

In other words, the one here now is no longer the Angry Dragon Knight Morales.

But his body.

The grim smile on Lu Wenwu's face suddenly turned into astonishment, and the skyfire thunderstorm in his hand that had not yet been blasted out quietly dissipated.

He looked in disbelief at the corpse in front of him that was slowly turning into light and disappearing, with a look of surprise on his face.

"No? You suddenly died in the middle of the fight?"

"Oh no, I'm becoming Hanma Yujiro?"

"Okay, okay, I didn't win, and you didn't lose, right?"

Although I am reluctant to admit this result, the facts are before us and the Eye of True Vision has already given an analysis.

Morales died and his soul was torn apart due to the excessive burning of his blood, essence and soul, as well as the serious injuries he suffered in the battle.

[Congratulations, you have won a death fight]

Listening to the belated confirmation from the system and looking at the barrier of the Death Arena that also turned into light and dissipated, Lu Wenwu now felt as uncomfortable as if he had been forced to hold his urine back when he was halfway through peeing in the toilet.

Even though I won, it felt so bad!
It feels like when you have three stars in Teamfight Tactics but someone else clicks it, when you have an OTK deck in Hearthstone and have a kill kit but the opponent runs away, when you play a shooter in Honor of Kings and wait for 15 minutes to start killing the opponent but the opponent throws it.
Anyway, that's roughly it.
Lu Wenwu is very depressed now.

He would rather continue fighting, even if it was a miserable victory, than this inexplicable victory.

After a short moment of rage, he angrily picked up the extremely long dragon lance and the two-handed sword that Morales had first used.

This is the only remaining part of the Dragon Knight suit besides the large shield.

The armor itself had turned into dragon scales and was directly smashed into pieces by Lu Wenwu.

Small pieces of it were embedded in Morales' bloody body and could not be dug out.

After collecting the few spoils, Lu Wenwu stood there, looking at the deep pit where he was currently, and fell into deep thought.

Do I need to restore this place to its original state?
The road administration department shouldn't cause trouble for me because of this, right?
Or maybe I should go to the Player Management Bureau or the police station to report it?
Wait, shouldn’t I call Liu Ming and let him handle this matter?

Just as Lu Wenwu was about to take out his cell phone to make a call, a middle-aged man suddenly jumped down from above the deep pit with a look of intense admiration in his eyes.

If not a Confucian teacher, then who could it be?
The Confucian Master let go of his defense, took a step forward, extended his hand and said, "Fifth Brother, nice to meet you. You can call me 'Confucian Master', one of the managers of the Player Management Bureau."

Confucian scholar is his real identity.

Confucian master is just a respectful title for other people.

If before this battle, the Confucian teacher regarded the name "Fifth Brother" as just a code name, then after this battle, his call of "Fifth Brother" was completely sincere.

To him, being a god is a symbol of invincibility.

Even if they died, it was during an attack on the same level or in a dungeon.

To defeat a land immortal who has reached the divine realm with the strength of just entering the S-rank is simply a fantasy!

At least for him, an old guy at the peak of S+ level, there is no possibility at all.

Just this alone was enough to make the Confucian teacher exclaim in his heart that he was a god descending to earth. He was indeed worthy of being someone that Master Lan valued.

If the Confucian teacher knew that Lu Wenwu had killed the True Demon Queen Worm of the Divine Ascension Realm when he was at the A-level, would he be so shocked?
(End of this chapter)