The natural empire of ocean dragons

Chapter 9 The fierce battle between dragon and tiger

After punching the stone, the tiger-man slightly narrowed her eyes and looked at the embarrassed Attilan, her eyes full of murderous intent. Apparently she regarded Attilan as the green dragon of her imaginary enemy again.

"This is not a great ocean dragon. Why is it so embarrassing that we haven't seen it for a few days?"

"What do you know? Close contact with plants is the best practice for a druid. Master is helping me practice. In less than fifteen years, at most ten years, I can beat you to the ground."

"So powerful, why not practice your hands now? I think the monk's fists and kicks will also be helpful to the druid's practice, right?"

The gleaming claws stretched out from the flesh pads, and a white air flow full of sharp fighting spirit surrounded the slender and graceful body of the Khajiit, and finally gathered behind the Khajiit to form a roaring tiger head.

Looking at the tit-for-tat confrontation between the dragon and the tiger, the bear-man slowly backed away with a smile on his lips. At the same time, the vines that tied Attilan also quickly retreated with the bear-man.

Attilan shook his head and wings, fluttered and flew into the sky.

"are you ready?"

Facing Attilan's question, the tiger man smiled and asked:

"Are you ready?"

Comparing the strength of the two of them, the one with the upper hand is the Tiger Man.

It was precisely because of Attilan's embarrassing performance in the previous two battles that the tiger man had a trace of arrogance in his heart that he was not aware of. Attilan's way to win was to take advantage of the tiger man's contempt for him.

Therefore, Attilan immediately spat out green acid mist after the war started.

Attilan didn't care how much damage the acid mist could cause to the Khajiit. What was important was that the acid mist could obscure the Khajiit's vision and buy him time to cast spells.

With Attilan's Druid level, the attack power of the spells released is naturally not too high, but it is enough to harass and consume the Khajiit's physical strength, and lead the Khajiit step by step into the trap set by Attilan.

Who knew that the Khajiit's acid mist breath would be blown away by spinning a tornado in place and destroying the parking lot, while Attilan's spell only prepared a root entanglement.

The roots that stretched out from the soil firmly grasped the Khajiit's feet. Attilan, who had no time to prepare the thunder wave, could only spit out a slightly less powerful lightning breath in an attempt to delay the Khajiit's attack.

The tiger-man crossed her hands, and a strong air flow surrounded her body and cut off the roots. At the same time, part of the power of the breath lightning was dissipated by the monk's unique energy, and could not paralyze the tiger-man's body.

The thunder wave was finally ready at this time. The green-blue lightning wave enveloped the tiger-man. The tiger-man's fist was wrapped with Qi and struck continuously to shatter all the lightning.

"If you just hide in the sky and cast spells, there's no way you can beat me!"

Attilan grinned. Is there a possibility that he had never thought about defeating the Khajiit through direct contact. Fighting also relied on brains. It was time to teach this stupid Khajiit a lesson.

"So what if I'm hiding in the sky and can't come down? Why don't you come up and beat me?"

With just a slight flapping of its wings, Attilan can maneuver flexibly in the air. In order to guard against the sneak attack he launches from his mouth, the Khajiit must always be vigilant and follow Attilan's movement trajectory to turn his body. In short, he cannot leave his back behind. To Attilan.

High concentration consumes physical energy very quickly.

The tiger-man decided to change the deadlock in the confrontation. She used her tail to pick up a stone that she had just broken with her penetrating power, and volleyed towards the giant dragon in the air.

Attilan cleverly avoided it with a Z-shape change, and the Tigers tried to knock him down with a shot. It was a wishful thinking!

"Attilan, this is training. What kind of training effect can you get by hiding in the sky? Do you want Master to teach you personally?"

Although the bear man's tone was very calm, Attilan heard an infinite threat from it.

The bears contributed to this fierce battle between dragon and tiger, and the tigers were only a small aspect. Letting Attilan focus on improving his strength was the main theme.

<divclass="contentadv">Originally, the bear man was worried that it would overstimulate the dragon's strong pride, but the scene just now made him realize the reality. His apprentice is already thick-skinned enough to resist level 9 spells!

There is no need to be stimulated by the grudge-y tigers. I am afraid that he will devote himself entirely to conquering his relatives and launching an empire struggle for hegemony. Then how can he observe the changes in the practice of the Ocean Yalong Druid and advance his Druid realm further?

Although he is already a legendary druid, the gap between legends is not inferior to the gap between humans and dragons. The bear man pursues the way of druid.

If you don't observe the ocean dragon, you can only rely on time to balance nature and communicate with the Emerald Dream to improve yourself. The Bearman doesn't know if he can touch the highest achievement of the Druid's way before the end of his life.

Nature demigod!

The bears do not covet the immortality brought by the natural demigods. What the druids value is the honor brought by the status of the natural demigods.

Only with a deep enough understanding of all natural phenomena and a sufficient contribution to nature can a druid condense his divinity and become a natural demigod.

People have to have dreams. Even though the gap from a bear to a natural demigod is about the same as a young dragon to an ancient dragon, the bear feels that there is still hope for him.

The Ursine asked him to fight hand to hand, and Attilan had to express his gratitude.

A mouthful of acid mist was sprayed at the Khajiit. Attilan took the opportunity to get into the acid mist and quickly approached the Khajiit. However, he did not attack with his claws, but used his tail to flash and hammer as he passed by.

The powerful impact of the dive was released to the tiger man through his tail. In order to understand the gap between himself and the dragon, the tiger man did not hide, but chose to catch the dragon's tail hammer hard.

As expected, the tiger man was directly knocked away by the huge force.

She didn't know that Attilan's tail hammer falling from the sky relied not only on Attilan's own strength, but also on the acceleration of gravity when falling.

Therefore, the most powerful thing about the dragon in close combat is not its fangs, claws, and tail hammer, but its body that falls from the sky and crushes it when it grows to a certain size.

Not only does it have a wide range, it also has great lethality.

Attilan has been training for this tail hammer that falls from the sky these days, but this move is not yet his trump card.

Looking at the tiger man who flew out and knocked the equipment in the training ground into pieces, Attilan narrowed his eyes slightly and said with murderous intent:

"Tiger, you look down on me too much. You don't even try to dodge my attacks. Do you really think my attacks can't hurt you?"

The tiger-man got up and spat out a mouthful of blood, wiped away the remaining blood at the corner of her mouth, and showed her paws with excitement:

"As long as we fight, injuries are inevitable, but attacks that can't kill me will only make me stronger. No trick can work twice in front of me."

Accompanied by a loud tiger roar, Tyr transformed into a phantom and rushed towards Attilan who was stranded on the ground. This time Attilan did not take off again. Being aroused, he used Druid spells to give himself a spell. The layer of wood armor also roared and rushed towards the tiger man.

Giant dragons are not ordinary creatures. Their bodies can perfectly reproduce the inherited fighting skills in their memories. Attilan has been studying how to use these skills to defeat the Khajiit for the past ten days.

The giant dragons in DND are more like cats than lizards. The dragon and tiger fighting in front of you are more like two big cats fighting, with fangs biting and claws attacking, and finally their tails sweeping.

Attilan has one more wing hammer than the Khajiit, which is an advantage, but it is still slightly inferior to the monk skills that the Khajiit has studied hard and turned into instinct.

The attacks of the two kept causing wounds on each other, and the dragon's fighting skills quickly turned into Attilan's instincts, making the bear man nod repeatedly.

Only by fighting can the inherited memory be turned into one's own. The foundation must be laid in the young dragon stage. Otherwise, even if Attilan's strength increases, he can only rely on strength to crush him and cannot defeat the weak.

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