Atop a black mountain, Dragon Eight looked at Han Sen calmly. His wings flapped, and his lifeforce grew stronger.
Dragon Eight was different from Dragon Nine, though. He didn't like to use a spear. He preferred to use his own body as a weapon, and he was very confident in his abilities.
Dragon Eight's body tore through space to appear in front of Han Sen. His fist was like a steel awl, and it was headed straight for Han Sen's head.
Before the fist arrived, the gold dragon's breath was like a bolt of lightning.
Han Sen didn't dodge, though. He raised his hand and punched Dragon Eight's fist.
Pang!
The two fists collided. Both of their bodies shook, but neither of them fell back. Both of their arms were shaken, and their upper bodies were thrown back.
But in that instant, both of them straightened their bodies and punched out with their other fists at the same time.
The sound of fists hitting each other kept ringing out. Dragon Eight and Han Sen were frozen in the air, unable to take a single step back. Their fists kept hitting each other.
"That Dollar's body is so strong. He can fight Dragon Eight?" Many creatures were shocked.
Dragons were known as the bravest. Everyone knew how strong their bodies were. Dragon Eight was the strongest Marquise of his generation, and his body was the best of the best.
A Marquise from a small race that no one had ever heard of was able to fight Dragons. That was shocking.
Evil Eye finished his fight. His opponent didn't give him any trouble, and he chose to surrender.
Evil Eye looked at the Geno Being Scroll's fight. The first place he looked was where Phyllostachys Longipes was. He noticed that Phyllostachys Longipes had finished his fight, too.
Evil Eye looked at a few other places. Some of the creatures he was interested in were still fighting, and some had already finished. When he looked at Dragon Eight, he saw Han Sen fighting Dragon Eight. Evil Eye was shocked.
Evil Eye wanted to look at Dragon Eight, but when he did, he looked at Han Sen.
"Tong, what are you looking at?"
A little girl stood next to Evil Eye, holding his hand. She lifted her head and looked at Evil Eye with wide eyes. Her face was full of curiosity.
"I saw an interesting guy," Evil Eye said.
When the little girl heard this, the curiosity on her face disappeared without a trace. She was a little disappointed as she said, "Tong, it seems like all the creatures that have been evaluated by you are already dead."
"Interesting people tend to die early. That is fate, not my opinion," Evil Eye said with a smile.
The little girl curled her lips. "Why do interesting people have to die early?
Could it be that the heavens don't like them? "
Evil Eye shook his head. "It's not that God doesn't like them. It's just that he likes them too much. That's why he wants them to experience so many interesting things. And those interesting things are usually dangerous. It's normal for them to die."
"That makes sense." The little girl felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
Rolling her eyes, the little girl asked again, "Then, will this interesting guy also die soon?"
"I don't think he will die that easily." Evil Eye shrugged his shoulders.
"What if he meets you?" the little girl asked, blinking.
"I don't like people who are more interesting than me," Evil Eye said coldly.
The two of them held hands as they walked through the ancient city. The little girl's voice could be heard asking questions.
Pang!
A scary power exploded in the middle of a rocky mountain. It created a crater in the hard stone ground.
Han Sen and Dragon Eight's bodies were blown away by the shockwave. They both fell back a few dozen meters, and they looked at each other across the crater.
"This is a good fight, but this is just the beginning. I hope you can last a little longer," Dragon Eight said.
Then, his body exploded with a gold Dragon light. He grew taller, and his muscles bulged. Gold Dragon scales covered his entire body, forming a Dragon scale armor. Dragon Eight looked like he was made of gold.
The xenogeneic Dragon Eight's body was even stronger. The gold Dragon air created an Evilbreaker Dragon Light. It was different from Dragon Nine's Evilbreaker Dragon Light. Dragon Eight's Evilbreaker Dragon Light wasn't as compressed as Dragon Nine's, but it had a power that Dragon Nine didn't possess.
After Dragon Eight transformed into his xenogeneic Dragon body, he hovered in the air. He didn't attack immediately. His gold crystal eyes looked at Han Sen and said, "My gold Dragon body is indestructible. I hope you are prepared."
Han Sen looked at Dragon Eight and coldly said, "You shouldn't tell your enemy about your power."
"Dragons are fearless. It doesn't matter if the whole world knows about my power. I can still win," Dragon Eight said. He flapped his wings and teleported in front of Han Sen.
But this time, Dragon Eight wasn't just using his fists. When he got close to Han Sen, Dragon Eight's body was like a deadly weapon. He was like mercury, and he was able to penetrate every nook and cranny of his body.
Fingers, palms, fists, elbows, legs, knees, back, wings, horns, legs, shoulders, and even his gold Dragon hair was like a deadly blade.
When his body moved, his body moved. When his body moved, his power grew. Dragon Eight's entire body had become a gold killing weapon.
Dragon Eight didn't try to defend himself. All of his skills were for attacking. After each attack, Dragon Eight's power grew stronger. It was like the waves of the sea, one wave after another. The Dragon Lights were getting stronger and stronger.
Han Sen was a master of melee combat, and he wasn't any weaker than Dragon Eight. Finger against finger, palm against palm, Dragon Eight's attacks were neutralized by Han Sen.
Dragon Eight's attacks were like a tide, but because he couldn't defend himself, when his attacks were blocked, his weaknesses would appear.
Han Sen took advantage of this opportunity. His hand was like a knife as it slashed across Dragon Eight's chest. Sparks flew, and a long gash appeared on the gold Dragon scales. It revealed the flesh and gold blood underneath.
But Dragon Eight didn't care about the wound. He continued to attack Han Sen as if it wasn't his body that had been injured. The wound healed in a second, and there wasn't even a scar left.
Pang!
Because he had injured Dragon Eight, Han Sen couldn't dodge. He used his arm to block Dragon Eight's fist.
Dragon Eight's fist broke the armor on his arm. Han Sen's body slid across the stone floor a few dozen meters before he came to a stop. His legs were buried in the stone floor, and he created two trenches.
Dragon Eight roared and came for Han Sen again. His power and presence were a few times stronger than before. He was getting stronger as he fought, and he couldn't be suppressed.