Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

Angé felt his strength draining away like mercury. He took another deep breath and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was in front of Old Tang. Facing the surprised gaze on the opposite side, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The folding knife in his hand fell heavily on Old Tang's defenseless chest like an antelope hanging on a horn, and then he withdrew without any reluctance.

"Roar!"

The flow of time returned to normal, and Old Tang let out a roar that was not like that of a human. A huge wound on his chest extended from his left shoulder to his right abdomen. Bright red blood gushed out and spilled on the ground, corroding holes like sulfuric acid, and emitting wisps of white smoke.

"You damn human!"

Old Tang could no longer maintain his calm look. His bloodshot eyes stared at the figure appearing in the distance. Red light surged from the wound, and it was forcibly combined together. Although a centipede-like scar could still be seen, the bleeding had stopped.

"Brother! Don't go!"

Just as Old Tang was furiously preparing to engage in close combat with Angers, the thin young man behind him grabbed the corner of his clothes. His eyes were filled with tears, but he bit his lips hard to prevent himself from crying.

"Don't be afraid, brother will be fine."

Old Tang's tone softened a little, then he broke free from the boy's hand and rushed towards Angers who stood up again.

"elder brother……"

The boy clenched the piece of cloth in his hand. The back of Old Tang in front of him seemed to gradually overlap with the fearless figure two thousand years ago, but he was still hiding behind him as always, unable to help at all. Tears flowed silently, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, this time, I won't run away."

Old Tang walked towards Angers step by step. As he walked, changes occurred in his body. The clothes on his body were burned away by the flames, revealing a full body armor made of dark golden scales underneath. A pair of flesh wings emerged behind him, two hideous bone spurs grew on his shoulders, and a thick tail behind him kept swinging, leaving a whistling sound in the air.

"I have to say, human, you surprise me. With the thin dragon blood in your body, I don't understand how you can use Time Zero fifty times."

Old Tang stretched out his hand, and as the flames surged, a majestic broadsword slowly emerged from the flames. The blade was bright red, and intricate patterns were engraved on it. Old Tang seemed to feel nothing at all. He grasped it, and the broadsword seemed to have come to life. It made a crisp sound, and the bright red blade quickly cooled down and turned pitch black, not even reflecting any light.

"The art of fire, the world is the furnace? As expected of the king who controls bronze and fire, he can refine such a powerful alchemical weapon so easily. It's really amazing!"

Angers did not answer Old Tang's question, but instead fixed his eyes on the broadsword in his hand. He could feel the "spirit" emanating from the broadsword, which meant that this broadsword that Old Tang had casually refined at least had an alchemical matrix engraved on it that was far beyond the comprehension of current alchemical technology.

"It seems like you don't want to talk more, so let's get started. I hope you can hold out long enough for me to have more fun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two-meter-long flesh wings behind Old Tang fluttered slightly, and a red light flashed. Old Tang had already arrived in front of Ange and chopped down with a big knife. The blade was covered with purple flames and was extremely hot.

Golden flames flickered in Ange's eyes, and his body accelerated again. He leaped backwards and escaped from Lao Tang's attack range. Lao Tang used too much force, and his powerful blow hit the ground hard, quickly leaving a deep groove on the ground. On both sides of the groove, the areas covered by the purple flames began to melt slowly, turning into a sticky and hot liquid like magma.

"High-risk Word Spirit, Fenshan, it seems that His Majesty Norton is really angry."

Not far away, Angé couldn't help but secretly smack his lips as he looked at the melted area. If he was hit by this blow, he would probably be completely turned into ashes.

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense and let me see how much you weigh."

Old Tang snorted coldly, shook his wings, and rushed towards Angers again.

"Huh, I thought everything could go according to plan, but I never expected you to wake up early. It was my mistake that caused this disaster. So I, as the principal, will solve it myself."

Angé looked at the big knife covered with purple flames that was about to fall on him without any fear. The golden pupils in his eyes shone brightly. A lion's roar was faintly heard from his chest. Angé's face was instantly covered with a layer of light blue dragon scales, extending from his forehead to his neck. His figure disappeared from Lao Tang's sight again.

"Now, let's start a fair fight!"

Ange's voice came from behind Old Tang. Old Tang's pupils shrank slightly. His instinct told him that there was danger approaching from behind. His rich combat experience made Old Tang resist the urge to look back. He rushed forward quickly and avoided the sharp folding knife in Ange's hand at the critical moment. However, because he failed to dodge in time, Ange's folding knife still left a scratch on the scales on Old Tang's back, and strands of blood with a faint golden color seeped out.

The flesh wings behind Old Tang spread out, and his body turned in mid-air, facing Angé's golden eyes that were as bright as little suns, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It seems that my brothers and sisters and I have underestimated you humans. Not only have you stolen power, you have also attempted to get your hands on strength and the path to godhood. It is unbelievable that you have mastered such a forbidden power. Aren't you afraid that you will not be able to control the energy in your heart and be completely devoured?"

Old Tang stopped and looked at Angé, whose face was covered with scales, with a strange look. He was very curious about how they had mastered the path to deification that was considered a taboo for their dragon clan.

"The Path to the Gods? What a descriptive name. This is a technique that an old friend of mine discovered and completed from a relic. As long as you relax the part of your body that suppresses the dragon race, you can make the dragon blood in your body active, thereby increasing your strength."

Angé did not hide the fact that he also needed some time to adapt to the surging power in his body, and Old Tang's question was exactly what he wanted.

"It's a very smart move, but it also has strong side effects. If your willpower is not strong enough, you will easily step into the abyss. You need to be extremely cautious with every step."

Old Tang looked at Angé with approval and gained a more intuitive understanding of human wisdom. Although they were still as weak as they were ten thousand years ago, their creativity and thinking abilities were indeed beyond the reach of the dragon clan.

"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty. It's my turn now."

Principal Ange bowed slightly, like an elegant gentleman, and then disappeared again, even faster this time than before, so that Old Tang didn't even catch a glimpse of him.

"behind!"

Old Tang looked around vigilantly, not missing any movement. Suddenly, he felt a sense of danger behind him. He immediately blocked with the sword in his hand, but the sense of danger disappeared in the instant before he was attacked.

Then, at his side, a folding knife that was blackened by the flames stabbed fiercely at his arm. If this stab hit, his arm would be crippled and he would definitely not be able to participate in the battle.

"Ding!"

The crisp sound and scattered sparks spread around Old Tang's side. Angé's folding knife collided with the broadsword that was across Old Tang's side. The tip of the folding knife collided fiercely with the blade of the broadsword, sparks flew, and Angé's folding knife was finally bounced away because of its size disadvantage. Angé was not discouraged at all, and his figure disappeared from Old Tang's sight again.

And on this piece of charred land, a bizarre scene also appeared. Old Tang stood in the same place, and it seemed as if there was an invisible ghost around him, which collided with the big knife in his hand from time to time, creating sparks.

Lu Mingfei was stunned as he watched the two people fighting in the arena. Is this really the power that humans can exert? He suppressed a dragon king by himself, even though he had just awakened and his strength had not yet recovered to his prime, but it was still shocking!

"How's the situation?"

Because of the influence of Principal Ange's words just now, time for everyone except Lu Mingfei has been slowed down, so they don't know what is happening yet.

"It's OK. The principal has now suppressed Old Tang... Norton."

Lu Mingfei originally wanted to say Old Tang, but then he felt that it was a bit inappropriate, so he simply changed his name to Norton.

"Yeah, I knew that Principal Ange was the best. He can easily defeat a mere Dragon King!"

After hearing this, Finkel couldn't help but jump up, his face full of excitement. If Principal Angers were here, he would have kissed him twice.

The others also had expressions as if they had survived a disaster, even the usually arrogant Caesar was no exception. Who would want to risk their life just to survive?

"Hey, don't be too happy too soon. There's not only Norton outside, but also Constantine who is eyeing us covetously. Who knows when he will make a move? If he joins the battle, it's still unknown who will win or lose."

Jiude Mai, who was standing aside with her arms folded, couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on the excited crowd. She didn't want everyone to be wiped out because of letting down their guard. She was so beautiful and she couldn't die here before she even climbed into her boss' bed. Thinking of this, Jiude Mai couldn't help but slightly squeeze her legs together and looked at Lu Mingfei with a dazed look.

Lu Mingfei shuddered and felt like something terrible was targeting him.