Life is tough, so Honglong resorts to performing?

Chapter 47-Victory
When the fake red dragon realized what Loren was doing, it knew it was too late.

The space of consciousness is not boundless, but rather a limited and simple arena.

He constructed and simulated the external environment based on Loren's subconscious, such as flowers, stones, trees, etc.

For dragons, especially those of Loren's age, the arena was quite spacious.

Because dragons can fly, they also enjoy the sky.

Now, Loren is using his dragon breath to compress the space of the arena, forcing his opponent to fight him to the death.

The entire ground was ignited by Loren's dragon breath. The fiery environment was advantageous for the red dragon in battle, and Loren knew this, as did his opponent.

The red dragon's breath was not very effective in the red dragon civil war because everyone had high-quality fire-resistant dragon scales.

Therefore, Loren used it for shaping the environment.

Amidst the raging flames, Loren gazed at the sky, refreshed a few buff spells, and then charged towards the creature in the heavens.

I've already prepared the venue for you.

The mage's logic was reminding the opponent that if a decisive battle were to take place, it would have to be on the ground.

With nowhere to gain leverage in the air, a warrior can only use seven-tenths of his close-quarters combat skills.

In addition, among its most proficient magical abilities, fire-based magic also faces the challenge of the red dragon's resistance to fire.

Therefore, ground warfare is the optimal solution for them.

But this time, once you land on the ground, it won't be so easy to run away.

Perhaps it was Loren's dismissive attitude that finally ignited the ferocity within the imposter. Facing the charging Loren, it too chose to meet him head-on.

As he swoops down from the sky, he has a natural advantage in gravitational potential energy compared to Loren, who rises from below!
He simply couldn't believe that with his advantage, he could fall behind in a contest of strength!

Regardless, the advantage of being high up versus falling is in my favor!

Just as he had predicted, the clash between the two ended in his complete victory.

He was above, Loren below, and the two were plummeting toward the ground at breakneck speed.

Because Loren, who was below, didn't exert any force at all.

Just as the two were about to collide, Loren pulled back his strength, and the air on his wings turned into a downward force.

Loren grinned maliciously, grabbed the opponent's outstretched fist and claw that missed its mark, and then began to exert more force, falling at an even faster speed!

damn it!
His fighting instincts told him that Loren was definitely trying to use his strength to the side, press him down, and then collide with the ground!
So, as Loren exerted force in one direction, he suddenly exerted force in the other direction!
With this offsetting effect, the position will not change!

"You're really easy to fool, or rather, am I really easy to fool?"

This time, the Red Dragon's attack failed again.

Loren still didn't exert any effort, and what awaited him was the change in the positions of both sides, as well as Loren's taunts.

"Having a habit of planning before acting and liking to calculate what others will do next can actually make it easier for you to have your situation figured out and fall into their preconceived notions."

"After all these years, how come you still can't change?"

The fake red dragon was pinned down by Loren and plummeted toward the flaming ground.

With a loud bang, the two dragons landed on the ground, and the earth, already cracked from the scorching fire, spewed up dust and formed craters.

Inside the giant pit, two red dragons were tearing at each other fiercely.

Dragons are inherently resilient, and the injuries from such a collision only caused the balance of power between them to begin to tip.

With such a fierce determination, it's hard to say who will emerge victorious.

But Loren knew a crucial point: the other party was not entirely himself.

He's nothing but a pseudo-active entity within a high-quality magic crystal, a cowardly imposter created using extra parts of his soul. Fighting back? What makes him any match for me? I've been playing the obedient dragon in the Federation for twenty years!

I almost believed it myself!
"Ow!!!"

Loren let out a triumphant roar, a roar that no longer contained the might of a dragon, but rather a purer, more frenzied will.

He grinned maliciously, opening his massive mouth to reveal his menacing, sharp teeth.

He completely abandoned his defenses, letting the opponent's claws tear open his shoulder blades, blood and dragon flesh flying everywhere, all in order to return the favor with a claw.

He let the dragon's tail break his ribs, just so he could also deliver a severe blow to the other's ribs.

Fierce against fiercer, tragic against tragic.

Bite! Claw strike! Headbutt! Bite!
Whenever an opponent's attack leaves a wound on Loren, Loren will only retaliate with an even more severe wound.

When a battle reaches this stage, the original combat techniques become irrelevant.

This is a contest of willpower, a battle of the will to survive.

This is a game for cowards, and the one who couldn't handle it was clearly not Loren.

When the pallor of blood loss crept onto the fake man's face, he became frightened and began to run away, even begging for mercy.

"I am actually the real you!"

"I am the source of your memories and growth. Without me, you would not have been born. Please, have mercy on me!"

Suddenly, the fleeing red dragon changed its form. As it tumbled and crawled, a familiar figure appeared in front of Loren, causing him to pause in surprise.

That was the guy from my past life, wearing a standard sales suit.

Of course, that guy is also Loren.

Loren never found this unacceptable. I am who I am, no matter what body I'm in.

There's no such thing as real or fake. Even if he's just a cyborg with a copy of his memories, who says he can't dream of real sheep and has to dream of electronic sheep?

I am, I think, I am reality.

“He is not a human being like you. Even if you are a fake or a counterfeit, at least in my heart, he is not.”

Looking at the guy kneeling and kowtowing, Loren felt a wave of nausea.

It feels like watching yourself perform as a clown.

The guy in his memory, though slick and shameless, willing to do anything to close a deal, at least had some integrity.

He didn't believe that someone would kneel down and beg for mercy from an opponent they had just been fighting to the death.

"You've gone out of character, you lousy cosplayer!"

Loren opened his mouth and released a fierce dragon breath at the man who was kowtowing, turning him into ashes in the flames.

As the battle ended, glittering points of light began to appear from the ashes and merged into Loren's body.

The wounds on his body began to heal, and Loren felt that his soul seemed to become more solid, while his mental strength also showed a significant increase.

"Is this the benefit of that chatterbox, the brass dragon?"

Even though he hadn't met the guy in that box yet, and even though the guy was already a champion seed in the Brass Dragons known for his brevity, Loren still labeled him as a chatterbox.

It's his own fault for annoying the five-colored dragon as soon as he opened his mouth!
Once the light spots had merged, Loren quietly waited for the next one of himself to appear.

　The trial period for recommendations is over. What new recommendation model will be implemented next? Following new books during the initial reading period is quite important; just manage to read one chapter of a new book each day. If you have extra chapters, could you please vote? Thank you everyone!
　　

(End of this chapter)