One pound of meat equals one attribute point

Anshelie stared at Su Heng in front of him, and in a trance, it seemed as if he saw himself a thousand years ago.

The same high spirits, the same fearlessness.

Firmly believe that he is the strongest.

Until failure falls on his head.

Experience betrayal, watch the city he built be destroyed, the army be defeated, the people be slaughtered wantonly, and the warriors who swore loyalty to him fall one after another. The blood flowed like a river, and the corpses were scattered all over the field.

Until that moment comes, you can really feel that you are no more than that.

Did that failure change him?

Maybe...

But Anshelie will not refuse the challenge.

"You have to think clearly." Anshelie's mouth slowly opened, and a rough smile appeared on his face with a narrow scar, "If you die, there will be nothing. You have not reached the realm above Tiangui, and you will not have a second chance."

"If I fall, it means that I am just a man who stops here."

Su Heng's breathing was heavy, "Yes or no, my patience is limited."

"Okay!" Anshelie nodded.

The next moment, he raised his hand, spread out his five fingers, and then clenched them with force.

The dragon guards that were almost torn into pieces exploded, and the dragon blood that had once been stored in their bodies, which was so rich that it was almost dazzling golden, gathered like a stream and was taken back into Anshelie's body. Under the nourishment of these high-purity dragon blood, a section of dragon marrow in Anshelie's spine was rejuvenated.

In an instant, Anshelie's aura surged, like a sun shining golden light on the earth, and the light on his body was dazzling enough to blind ordinary people.

Crack!

He took a step forward.

The whole secret realm was buzzing and trembling, as if it could not withstand the vast power.

The ground collapsed and cracked, and the arched hall shook violently. Countless huge stones mixed with precious glass crystals fell from the ceiling, and the dragon pillars displayed in the middle of the hall collapsed one after another, splashing large amounts of smoke and dust while also bursting out thunderous noises.

Swish!

A blade-like golden beam pierced out from the rolling smoke and dust.

Then came the second and third beams, until a dazzling golden figure flashed out and threw a violent and exaggerated punch at Su Heng.

This punch had not yet landed on Su Heng.

The extremely condensed dragon power had already rolled over like a tidal wave.

The expensive and precious cloak on Su Heng's body fluttered and was even directly torn by the wind of the fist, turning into fragments and dissipating like smoke.

"Hahaha!"

Bloodshot burst out from Su Heng's pupils and spread to both sides of his cheeks.

His face was full of ecstasy and excitement. It had been a long time since he had met an opponent worthy of serious and full efforts!

"This is the legendary eight-armed dragon king, this is the complete dragon blood!"

Bang!

Su Heng's eyes were greedy and hot.

His body expanded rapidly and turned black, and his arms suddenly blocked forward.

It was like a powerful bomb smashed down from the air, and a hole with a diameter of more than ten meters exploded on the ground under Su Heng's feet.

Two equally powerful and hot forces collided with each other, swept up like a volcanic eruption, and instantly tore a hole visible to the naked eye above the secret realm.

Swish!

Su Heng's arms glowed red.

This was the first time after awakening to the dragon state.

His scale armor defense was pierced, and the black scales broke and embedded into the muscles below, and strands of blood seeped out.

Bang!

Su Heng's arms exerted force violently, and his muscles contracted and expanded.

Those black scales embedded in his body burst out like hidden weapons and sharp blades.

An Shelie dodged sideways.

Then a big hand broke through the air and grabbed his face.

Five fingers exerted force at the same time-boom!

Then, he threw over his shoulder and smashed down heavily, and another huge pit appeared in this black hall that symbolized infinity.

At the moment of collision with the ground, Anshelie's muscles all over his body tightened and bounced up.

Not only his cultivation and strong physique, Anshelie's skills were also superb.

He turned over to avoid Su Heng's heavy kick like a pillar of heaven.

Then his center of gravity dropped, and he exerted force like a hunting tiger and pounced forward.

The two giants over five meters tall showed incredible agility like cats at this time. Anshelie's arms, as thick as a coiled dragon, pressed tightly on Su Heng's thick waist, and the veins on his arms bulged, ferocious and terrifying. He wanted to use the lightning-fast power to drag this terrible opponent into a ground battle.

Anshelie came from the Tarkas grassland, which is the legendary "Dragon Abyss".

He has been wrestling since he can remember. The proficiency of this skill has been deeply engraved in Anshelie's muscles and turned into an instinctive existence.

As long as he can drag Su Heng into the field he is good at.

Anshelie is sure that he will never get up again.

Of course, he did not succeed.

Su Heng's strength and defense are still slightly stronger than Anshelie's now, but the gap is not enough to crush him.

The main reason is that Su Heng still has a thick tail behind him.

The joints extend outward.

Perhaps because of the practice of the Dragon Shedding Blood Tempering Method, the originally black long tail is now covered with a layer of dark red, like metal burned by fire, and its strength and burst are far better than before.

The dragon's tail "slapped" and the ground exploded while Su Heng's staggering body regained balance.

Instead, Anshelie was in danger.

A dazzling red light rapidly expanded in the pupils of the Dragon King. He tried to withdraw, but Su Heng's hands, like a canopy, pressed his shoulders.

Bang!

A stinging pain came, and a bloody light exploded in Anshelie's chest.

Su Heng originally planned to directly take out the heart of the Eight-Armed Dragon King and then pinch the spinal cord.

But Anshelie's armor was made of unknown materials, and it was incredibly hard. Amid the crisp sound of metal colliding, Su Heng only tore off a piece of black iron from Anshelie, along with some flesh and blood.

Boom!

Anshelie's strength burst out, and his muscles contracted like a mad dragon.

Su Heng couldn't control it, and the two separated again.

"You have practiced my dragon molting blood refining method." An Shelie paused on Su Heng with surprise, then smiled coldly, "Unfortunately, without dragon blood, you can't get the essence after all."

"Hehe!" Su Heng's tail claw exerted force and crushed the armor plate.

"It's fine as long as I can blow you up." Su Heng sneered.

"Don't be happy too early!" An Shelie laughed loudly, accompanied by a dragon roar, "Blood burst!"

Swish!

The powerful healing ability of dragon blood was demonstrated again.

In almost a blink of an eye, the injury on An Shelie's chest had completely recovered.

At the same time, the armor plates on his body flared, and a large amount of sulfur-smelling smoke and gas came out of the gaps, bursting out a sharp sound like a train whistle.

And around An Shelie's body, as the temperature rose rapidly, the air began to distort, and rolling heat waves radiated towards him.

"Dragon Flash!"

An Shelie took a step forward and his body suddenly disappeared.

His lumbar spine exerted force, and he soared into the air. His long legs covered with armor chopped down at Su Heng's head like a battle axe.

Su Heng blocked with his backhand and prepared to counterattack. But the expected blow did not come. Su Heng's mind raced and realized that something was wrong.

He subconsciously changed his posture to defend, but he was still a step slower.

An Shelie appeared beside Su Heng and kicked at his waist muscle with an incredible kick.

Amid the loud sound of the air explosion, Su Heng's burly body shot out like a cannonball.

Half of his body was numb, as if out of control.

"Skeleton Dragon Clothing!" Su Heng's already burly body was covered with a layer of black armor again, looking like a walking towering demon mountain, and also like a killing machine armed to the teeth.

The huge force of 3,000 tons fell without explanation, forcibly stopping Su Heng's inertia.

His two thighs, as thick as pillars of heaven, sank directly into the ground, and the floor within a range of 300 meters around him was broken and sunken, and the air was distorted.

Su Heng raised his "sense of gravity" to the limit.

He could catch Anshelie's trajectory, but it was still difficult to keep up with him.

The three thousand tons of gravity provided by the dragon skeleton suit was enough to make the ordinary Tiangui strongman fall into the quagmire and unable to move. But for a monster like Anshelie who had dragon blood and a strong physique that could compete with Su Heng, the impact was really not great.

Anshelie's speed slowed down a little, but he could still leave seven or eight afterimages in Su Heng's perception.

It was like being swept by a black storm.

The scales on Su Heng's body kept exploding and breaking, and some places even splashed blood.

Although it looked quite embarrassed, the damage was actually not great. Under various coincidences, Su Heng's defense was quite exaggerated, coupled with the strong vitality brought by the blood mutation.

The damage caused by Anshelie was quickly healed, and as the attacker, Anshelie consumed more physical strength.

But Su Heng was unwilling to consume it.

He gave up his advantage and adopted a head-on strategy.

"Leaving Fire, Seeking Sun in the Red Earth!"

Roar!

In the dark storm, Su Heng raised his head and let out a long roar.

The dark scales on his body seemed to melt and turned dangerously dark red, and dark golden flames crawled all over his body along the cracks in his armor.

Bundles of red light burst out, and the power rolled. In an instant, a terrifying flame column that penetrated the sky and the earth burst out and pierced the sky.

The heat wave swept and rolled in.

All the objects in the palace were melting, and the black stone pillars supporting the dome collapsed like candles, turning into dark red liquid. Then it flowed outwards like a river bursting its banks, and the ground was boiling, bubbling, and emitting sulfur and thick smoke.

With Su Heng's full-strength burst, the environment of the entire battlefield was changed abruptly.

It was like falling into the abyss of the center of the earth.

The magma spread, and the place to stand became smaller and smaller. Anshelie had to stop on an isolated island. Looking at the huge dark shadow shrouded in smoke and flames, his red-gold pupils were filled with a lingering shock, "This kind of monster..."