Dragon Tamer - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 308: Outnumbered
Liang Sifan left, and Zhu Minglang became the Guardian of the Ice Sculptures.

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These ice sculptures looked so lifelike… oh, they hadn’t truly died.

In the wooden house, Zhu Minglang saw that the ice storage contained many high-quality fruits transported from the Neon Sea.

Indeed, there were the Neon Sea Coral Grapes that Zhu Minglang loved most, the unforgettable charm of the Neon Sea didn’t just lie in its stunningly beautiful scenery but also in its pleasantly warm climate and juicy, fragrant fruits…

After daybreak, everything here would belong to him, so these fruits were his too.

After peeling off the thin skin, Zhu Minglang ate one himself, then noticed Little Qingzhuo beside him, its large green eyes shimmering with an irresistible luster.

“You can’t peel it, so just eat it with the skin,” Zhu Minglang said.

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Little Qingzhuo shook its head.

I want to eat them peeled!

Zhu Minglang had no choice but to peel one for it and another one for himself.

Little White wasn’t very interested in grapes, it had long before procured a batch of Moonlight Crystal Fragments, which were now Little White’s favorite.

Unlike Big Black Tooth, who could devour several tons of meat in one go and then go days without eating, Little White’s method of eating was to nibble on a Moonlight Crystal Fragment from time to time, much like little squirrels leisurely chewing on pine cones high up in the trees.

Little Qingzhuo enjoyed drinking juice and dew; it liked fruits too, but grapes were basically non-nutritious for a being of its level. It was just a craving.

Of course, Zhu Minglang also noticed something; the cultivation bases of the dragons around him seemed to have reached a bottleneck. He asked Mr. Jinli for advice, and even Mr. Jinli admitted there was no other way. Dragons had their growth limits, and Zhu Minglang had already nurtured them exceptionally well, surpassing the levels their bloodlines could have reached.

“It seems I’ll have to find the Ancient Ruins and take a look inside,” Zhu Minglang muttered to himself.

Before midday arrived, the people from the Godly Mortal Academy came.

With a Feather Crown on his head and donning Peacock Form attire, it was Dean Lian Feiling who came to redeem the people.

Lian Feiling glanced at those frozen academy members and Punishment Institute Talisman Masters, his brows furrowed and his expression icy cold with barely concealed anger!

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“Master Zhu, I have explained the situation in Runyu City to the academy, and they will issue an announcement to severely punish anyone who dares to commit evil against the residents of Runyu City during these three days,” Liang Sifan hurriedly said to Zhu Minglang.

“That’s one matter; Zhu Minglang, you challenge the authority of our Godly Mortal Academy. Even if you’re the City Lord, you have no right to inflict private punishment on our academy’s people!” Lian Feiling’s face was extremely sour, as he pointed at Zhu Minglang with that superior air he always had.

“Isn’t it all dictated by fists? Your Godly Mortal Academy has always abided by this rule on this tea-colored ground; why bother with justice and laws when they serve your academy’s actions as the utmost truth? Anyone who opposes is eradicated by your myriad means. You must live very comfortably, don’t you, with such days?” Zhu Minglang said.

“This is a joint decision of our Godly Mortal Academy and the Orderers. What qualifications does a mere city lord like you have to judge?” replied Lian Feiling.

“Qualifications, qualifications, you keep harping on about qualifications. Since when did the Orderers become emperors, and what are you, Lian Feiling? In terms of status, you’re nothing but a lapdog to the Orderers; in terms of cultivation, you’re just the rotting silt beneath these mountain streams; in terms of character and appearance, you’re closer to a maggot,” Zhu Minglang said with utter disdain.

He was nothing but a charlatan taking advantage of the Godly Mortal Academy’s reputation to do nauseating deeds, and while Zhu Minglang might not be an entirely upright hero, he would never tolerate people or things that disgusted him!

“You… you… are simply obstinate and indistinguishable from barbarians!” Lian Feiling shouted angrily.

“I have no interest in wasting words with you. Hand over the City Lord’s Seal and I will allow you to leave with these trespassers who entered my Spiritual Vein Territory,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Dream on!”

“Then I’ll break all your bones first, and then ask you again,” Zhu Minglang no longer had the patience.

“Isn’t it about smashing all the teeth?” Liang Sifan looked surprised.

How can this guy not keep his word!

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The Silent Sword hovered slightly above the ground, nine inches off the soil, and the dust gently scattered around it.

All of a sudden, Zhu Minglang’s gaze flashed sharply, and the Crimson Sword by his side shone like an evil moon in the long night, bursting forth with a brilliance too blinding to look at directly through the dense clouds!

After the sword strike, the earth split open, miles long and as wide as a river, and the Space Tearing Sword’s effect continued, even as Lian Feiling glided backward like a bird for several miles, the terrifying sword’s tearing force still pursued him!

“Sword Master??”

Lian Feiling was shocked, his attention had been on Zhu Minglang’s White Dragon and Azure Dragon; how could he have known that Zhu Minglang would suddenly attack with the Flying Sword.

As he continued to retreat and found the Space Tearing Sword chasing after him, he had no choice but to wave his sleeves, creating the Peacock Form!

His robe glittered with flowing light, and at the same time, light and air appeared in front of Lian Feiling, intertwining into the shape of a peacock’s open tail, blocking the Space Tearing Sword.

The Sword Spirit Dragon was deflected, spinning in midair, but it quickly readjusted its posture and furiously continued its barrage of slashes at Lian Feiling!!

Sword Qi Hong slashed wildly, each strike leaving a shocking sword mark on the earth, while Lian Feiling nimbly and lightly dodged like a bird, continuously executing powerful palm techniques that shook and dissolved the Sword Spirit Dragon’s assaulting Sword Qi Hong!

It was only then that Lian Feiling got a clearer look.

It wasn’t a pure Flying Sword; it was a dragon transformed from a Sword Spirit!

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The opponent was a Dragon Shepherd, but his Sword Spirit possessed Divine Mortal Ability powerful enough to rival that of a Flying Sword Swordsmaster!!

“Bird Crossing!”

Realizing that this kind of defense would undoubtedly lead to defeat, Lian Feiling flickered, his colorful robe fluttering as he transformed into a lark, flying through the fierce Sword Qi Hong as if a bird over great waves, maintaining low altitude while perfectly avoiding the rising torrents.

Lian Feiling aimed for close-quarters combat.

This fellow was alarmingly fast, and he managed to close in on Zhu Minglang even amidst the sweeping Sword Qi of the Sword Spirit Dragon.

If Zhu Minglang were a Flying Sword Swordmaster, he indeed would be in grave danger at this moment, but Zhu Minglang had never planned to rely on just one technique to defeat this Godly Mortal Academy official.

A duel between Dragon Shepherd and Divine Mortal was always fought with multitude against the few!

White Dragon to the left, Azure Dragon to the right, wasn’t this Lian Feiling being set up clearly and distinctly??

“Attack!”

Zhu Minglang pointed his hand, and the two dragons on his sides, one left, one right, directly pounced towards Lian Feiling.

Lian Feiling was also fighting Zhu Minglang for the first time; how could he have known the Cultivation Base of Minglang’s two dragons.

When the Ice Morning White Dragon arrived in front of Lian Feiling in an instant, directly seeing through Lian Feiling’s attack methods, Lian Feiling was horrified.

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What seemed like a graceful offensive turned into a retreat that was almost tumbling and crawling.

Lian Feiling glared at Liang Sifan, resenting her for not informing him about the opponent’s strength in advance!

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