A Dragon against the Whole World

Since Golden Dragon Nasha set foot in Dragon Valley, more than a month has quietly passed.

During this period, the orderly Ignas Dragon Group and the large-scale, efficiently operating Molten Iron Tribe have had their operation modes observed by Nasha.

Her understanding of Red Iron Dragon Galos has also gradually deepened.

——This is a powerful being that embodies both strength and wisdom.

Meanwhile, for the two Giant Dragons who have embraced the path of martial combat, exchanging experiences is naturally indispensable.

And the way Martial Dragons exchange experiences has always been straightforward and pure—combat!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Fierce winds roared above Dragon Valley, sweeping over the indestructible scale armor of the Giant Dragons.

The black-red Dragon Qi and the dazzling golden Dragon Qi clashed in the void like opposing armies, creating ripples of energy.

All kinds of elemental lights sparked and burst within.

The deep roars of the Giant Dragons, powerful enough to overshadow the wind’s howl, intertwined with the roar of energy explosions, never ceasing.

After a dozen minutes.

With a dull thud, the golden dragon silhouette was destabilized by Red Iron Dragon Galos with a swift wing sweep coupled with a claw strike. Following that, Galos’s massive dark red-scaled claw stomped heavily on her back, forcing her to fall, unable to maintain her flight posture, slanting down towards the solid ground.

Bang!

The ground abruptly shook, thick snow surged up in white waves, rapidly spreading outward in a ring, exposing the frozen ground below, covered in cobweb-like cracks.

Galos released the claw that was stamping on Nasha’s back.

His powerful body stood firm amidst the swirling snow, like a mountain, his chest slightly rising and falling with his breath.

"Thrilling! Thrilling!"

Nasha gasped deeply.

Air rushed into her lungs, causing stinging pain, yet it also provided a bit of relief to her overheated body.

She struggled to get back up, shaking off the dizziness in her head.

Although she had acquired many wounds, the sensation of tearing pain and muscle soreness from exertion spread within her, but even as she grimaced in pain, she felt extraordinarily satisfied and delighted.

Unlike Galos, she wasn’t infatuated with the pain itself.

The focus, the immersion, and the surge of excitement from clashing with a formidable opponent during combat were what she truly craved.

Each encounter with Galos, every second, she felt immense pressure.

Yet precisely because of this, in such a state, her mind could fully concentrate on the combat itself, and the speed of skill proficiency improvement far surpasses her usual solitary practice.

Moreover, Galos’s approach was far more real than the Metallic Dragon companions within the Dragon Domain who were mindful of stopping just short of harm.

Except for avoiding fatal areas to ensure no danger of death, he basically had no other reservations.

In the Dragon Domain, the battles among Metallic Dragons weren’t as intense and authentic.

Due to the aura cultivated by Red Iron Dragons through countless life-and-death battles, paired with the real feel of claws meeting flesh, scales shedding blood, sometimes even making Nasha feel a false illusion that Galos genuinely wanted her life.

This sensation of battle infinitely close to reality, like dancing on a high wire, made Nasha feel incredibly stimulating.

"Earlier, you tried to use Ice Skills to follow up Fire Element skills, leveraging the destructive transition between extreme heat and extreme cold to reduce defense and create openings. It’s a good idea."

Red Iron Dragon looked at the rising Golden Dragon and spoke in a deep tone.

Nasha shook off the dizziness in her head, attentively listening.

"But at the moment of transition, your Dragon Qi showed noticeable lag, which might be fine against weaker opponents, but against peers or stronger foes, a split-second flaw could be fatal."

"If you can’t connect smoothly, it’s best not to use such techniques in combat."

"It’ll become your own flaw instead."

Galos pointed to a part of his body previously brushed by her attack, where the scale armor retained a trace of freezing but was quickly melting away.

Nasha took a deep breath, feeling the still somewhat unsettled Dragon Qi within her, she nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand."

"The Four Symbols Path pursues variation and combination, using variation and combination to respond to myriad situations, but if the element transition itself isn’t smooth, and the linkage has gaps, then no matter how many variations there are, they become a burden and add flaws instead."

She paused and looked at Galos.

She remarked: "Your attack is like a seamless thunder, leaving me breathless. Compared to you, my martial skills are still too immature."

Nasha couldn’t help but recall the details from the combat just moments ago.

Every charge, every tail swipe, every claw strike from Galos seemed honed through countless trials, completely natural, with connections between movements so fast as to be unbelievable, almost like activating warrior skill maneuvers in torrents, flowing effortlessly without any excess or delay.

If he caught even a slight opportunity.

The ensuing dense, continuous strikes often set the tone for victory in a very short time and concluded the battle.

Galos responded: "Ultimately, it’s because you lack enough real combat experience."

A young dragon commenting on an adult dragon’s lack of battle experience somewhat sounds like defying the natural order.

Yet, Golden Dragon Nasha didn’t retort but acknowledged this point.

She clearly remembered, the first time she managed to break through Galos’s layer of resilient Cold Burst Scale defense in fierce confrontation, the scene she saw.