Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur didn't know what the hell this crazy guard was speaking about. Yet it seemed he lost money and was frustrated, and the two of them locked up here were the only way he could vent his anger upon.

"I'll start with you first," the guard viciously said before he took out his stick. For Arthur it was a normal stick yet the moment that guard waved it, the stick glowed in dark green color while an aura appeared all of sudden around it.

"Start with me first," John tried to save Arthur as usual, "I would take a hit or two."

"Shut the hell up," the guard rudely shouted, "your turn will come soon, try to act this brave when I hit you old man."

He then turned to Arthur and held the short stick like he was holding a whip, raising it high above his head. "Dance for me boy," and the next moment he waved it and that green aura got elongated all of sudden and hit Arthur without warning.

The moment Arthur was hit he felt like his body being invaded by fire. His body couldn't hold the extreme heat that raised all of sudden inside his core, The next instant he landed heavily on the ground, twitching out of excruciating pain.

"Ahh!" Arthur screamed yet the next moment something weird happened.

"Keep dancing boy," the guard watched with a ferocious look over his face, "If you satisfied me then I would only hit you twice more, if not… then let me hit you until you are dead or I'm getting bored."

Arthur didn't care at the moment by these merciless threats as he was in another world of his own. The moment his body's heat rose he felt a sudden familiar feeling from old times.

'This… it's my dragonair energy,' Arthur was too excited when he felt the resonance inside his body, deep down his soul. All the pain he was feeling right now faded away instantly and he didn't see this as a torture anymore.

It was a chance!

Yet the next moment his hopes were shattered as that bug lying under the skin of his belly started to get restless.

'Damn you!'

Arthur didn't want this feeling to fade away or his slowly accumulating dragonair energy to be eaten away by that bug.  He totally missed the fact that this bug lived upon his dragonair energy. 'Screw it, let me barbecue you now!'

Arthur knew deep down his soul that his spiritual energy wasn't truly enough to stand a direct confrontation with that bug.

Yet his desire to regain his old power overwhelmed his mind and the next instant he instigated the small pond inside his mind dantian and drove them all at once towards the bug.

He directed the spiritual energy towards the closest meridians to the bug. His aim was to trap the bug with this kind of energy it couldn't deal with.

'Almost there,' he gritted his teeth while his spiritual energy managed to contain the bug in place. He tried to keep his mind super and not clouded by the second strike he got from that merciless guard.

"Keep dancing boy, keep dancing!"

The second strike revived the pain once again, yet as Arthur's body kept twitching violently on the ground for a few seconds only before the pain suddenly started to soothe away.

And again that caused another wave of resonance inside his soul, and that weak resonance from before started to get stronger.

"C'mon, hit me more… you hit like a weak girl!"

Arthur glimpsed that guard moving to John's cell. He knew that resonance would soon die if that stimulating heat cooled off.

"What did you just call me, damned slave?" The guard was instantly enraged by Arthur's words, and Arthur didn't stop there.

"Your hits are more pathetic than a weak girl."

"Stop angering him,'' John shouted, "he is just a kid and doesn't know anything in this world. Please forgive him this t…"

John was instantly hit by the green whip while the guard shouted in deep anger: "Shut the hell up!"

He then turned to Arthur and an evil smile cracked over his face. "So you think you can't be tortured to death down here? Do you think anyone would care about a scum life such as yours?"

Arthur was trying his best to contain the bug while his spiritual energy seemed to be getting weaker from the fierce resistance the bug was exerting at the moment.

"Let's see how you'll deal with this hit then," the guard suddenly made the stick vanish and another one appeared. This one wasn't a stick, it was a spear with a strange thick and long sharp tip. "I hope my little spear of mine would satisfy your Excellency."

"ple- ase st- op…" John was already being tortured by the hit he just got yet he tried to stop the guard who didn't care even to glance at him and the next moment that spear got ignited with a fierce green fire.

"My spear is something that saw many wars, and killed a lot of fierce beasts. I doubt you can sustain one direct hit of it. But rest assured… I won't hurry to kill my little toy before getting satisfied."

The next moment the guard pointed his spear and it didn't move but released a thick tongue of bright green light that instantly engulfed Arthur's body.

And Arthur screamed in extreme pain while his body couldn't even move a muscle out of severe pain.

'Keep yourself awake!' Arthur gritted his teeth and tried to maintain his consciousness. He was quite sure such an attack would be followed by a strong awakening of his power… 'Goddammit! I won't miss this chance even if I put my life on the line!'

His body was literally being barbecued by this intense green fire. Despite that he had no speck of worry or doubt. After all he was a dragonair, one who lived and fed on fire.