Semua Bab The Way of the Dragon: Bab 171 - Bab 180

This girl’s battle power was far superior than most, though Zephyr had little information on her. The reason she was called the ‘Meteor Queen’ stemmed from a battle she once had where she summoned a great meteor down upon another older, legendary fighter. After that, she was henceforth referred to as the Meteor Queen. It was said her battle prowess could be compared to that of a Goddess, capable of communicating with meteors. Of course, the ‘Queen’ part of her name stemmed from her impeccable beauty and elegance, on par with the images of how queens looked like. Though, the odd characteristic was that she often went barefoot, this left many men in manic envy.‘Is this the future Meteor Queen?’ Zephyr thought as he looked her up and down, taking great notice of her feet. “You’re strong, but that Springwater belongs to me!” the girl said once more. “Well then, give me some evidence!” Zephyr demanded. “Unless you can, this belongs to me now! The spoils of battle!” he continued. “It’s min

Zephyr felt as though there was some prideful, higher power that stood before him. Its presence made him uneasy. Finally, Zephyr put his all into focusing upon it, observing the force closely. He realized he could only look at a portion of it. It was a god ray. This ray of divine light looked very common, yet had the power to decimate any being. Even just being near it was enough to cripple someone.Zephyr’s heart raced as he realized he was looking upon an unbelievable sight. This was a divine weapon. Although Zephyr could only make out half of it, he noted the many, many different engravings upon it. The weapon was covered in a storm of electricity. One could even compare it to a Thunder God.“What is this?” Before Zephyr could continue, a great boom was heard. Such a force sent him flying out of his spirit realm, back into the corporeal world. “What power!” Zephyr sighed, after regaining his composure. He was shocked to the core. Although he had only seen half of the divine weapon

The heir of Claymore rushed over, and stood in front of Yang. He carried a look of a contemptuous expression. “Guess I’m in luck! You’re Yang, aren’t you? Weren’t you the one who gave me a tight slap before? You must be strong!” the man said. Yang opened his eyes. His eyes were deep and dark, with black light that flowed within. Among the darkness, specks of gold could be made out. He looked like a demon. Though it was nothing but a stare, the man was startled enough to take a few steps back. “How dare you stare at me so disrespectfully! I know what you’re doing, you’re trying to breakthrough aren’t you? Ha! You’re weak! If I were to touch you, you’d definitely fall!” the man chided, though Yang gave no reply.Yang was unable to move. He was at his weakest now. Any slight movements would no doubt either injure or kill him. “I’m in a good mood today. I noticed that you were struggling with breaking through, may I?” As the man finished, he brandished his sword, emitting a cold, deadly

This group of four was a strong bunch, each was a Strength of level nine at the very least. “Why do you resist, boy? Just give us your scoreboard, and we will let you go! You must realize that offending the Ninth Prince is a terrible idea!” one of the pursuers called out. He was dressed in a purple robe, and possessed great power. With a flick of his wrist, their target’s attack was broken. “F*ck off! I would rather give my scoreboard to others, than that dog of a prince!” the young man replied. His attitude was terribly fiery as he cursed without a second thought.“How dare you! Cloudsmasher!” The man sent a palm out, and it crushed the younger man’s body. “Die!” The younger man could only grimace and struggle as he felt the force from the attack that wrapped around him. Suddenly, he realized that there was someone sitting cross-legged further up ahead. That person was calm and collected, unknowing of the happenings around him. “F*ck it! Here, take this!” the younger man gritted his

“Indeed, it’s Zephyr! The wounds on these corpses match those of Zephyr’s sword skill! I am 100 percent sure of it!” the Sun guardian affirmed. “Impossible! I threw him into a mound of quicksand, he would’ve never survived that! Besides, he was already half dead! How could he kill this many of my men?!” the Prince rebutted. After all, the Prince knew how wounded Zephyr was. The Sun guardian could only shake his head at the Prince’s claims.“Although quicksand is dangerous, we mustn't forget Zephyr Khan is a special case. Maybe he’s received more boons, ensuring his survival… or worse, causing him a breakthrough!” the guardian said. However, he was not too worried about it. No matter how strong Zephyr had become, he knew that Zephyr was no match for him. Their levels were too far apart. Although he had dropped to an Agile of three, he was still capable of easily dispatching any fighter.“Alright, guardian, you’re right. Even if Zephyr’s still alive, we shouldn’t be too concerned. Cont