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"Then, let me see your strength and see if there is any rescue... ahem, I mean ways to improve."

Uncle Hardy pressed his temples and sighed slightly, with a disgusting attitude of "Why do I have to do such stupid things?" Perhaps it was an illusion, but there was a slight hint of contempt in his words.

It's like a tiger being forced to teach a kitten how to fight.

Due to lack of thinking hall.

Although compared to the overall strength of the dragon clan, I, the league's number one master, is indeed very weak, but uncle, you are also just so-so among the dragon clan, about average or above. In terms of prestige, Valkmit seems to be better.

appearance.

Maybe it’s due to the dragon’s arrogance and inertia. I don’t have much temper. Yes, I am the savior who is said to have no master’s momentum and arrogance. Rather than being looked down upon, there are indeed profiteers trying to gain more from me, the emperor of mathematics.

It's even more infuriating to cheat someone out of a few small sums of money.

What, you said I made a mistake in counting? That’s nonsense, that’s obviously a profiteer! My abacus speed in primary school was the first in the class!

Ahem, let's get back to the topic. Anyway, although I don't look very strong, after all, I have lived for so many years and I should be much older than Uncle Walter. Regardless of my strength, my experience is definitely better than that of a cricket like me.

A novice who has been practicing in the dream test for a thousand years.

Therefore, I have no doubt about whether Uncle Hardy has the ability to teach me. Even if I can't trust my father-in-law, I can always trust the vision of the evil dragons Reina and Aikarai.

No, let’s forget about the little female dragon’s eyesight.

I don't dare to neglect these little post-99s in my mind, but...

"right here?"

"Huh?" Uncle Hardy yawned lazily, squinting his eyes and raising his eyebrows diagonally. He looked like this, do you have any questions? He didn't even bother to say another word. You really have such a belly.

The convexity still makes sense.

"It's not very good, won't it disturb other people... other dragons?"

I pointed at the other sword peaks. Are you underestimating me a little too much? After all, the four-winged strongman, the law of heaven and earth... ahem, I mean the form that swallows the world, the body of thousands of feet, is no better than some of the sword peaks on the periphery.

Small, you said that these sword peaks have been strengthened and I can't shake them. I believe it. But with such a huge body causing trouble here, there is some noise pollution or something, right?

More importantly, what should I do if it disturbs the Dragon King’s rest?

"It seems you haven't figured it out yet."

Although he tried his best to appear calm, as expected, his father-in-law still stared at him kindly with the eyes he would look at a countryman.

"This is not the real Dragon's Paradise, it's me...ahem, it's a place we opened up for our own cultivation."

"Like a different space?" I was a little shocked.

"Although it's not very appropriate, you can generally understand it this way. Forget it, seeing how worried you are, let me give you a simple example."

My father-in-law said this. Without waiting for me to react, he threw out a punch. I don’t know if it was because of the relief of his bad taste. It happened to be the Dragon King’s Nest in the center. His punch cut it in half, a huge mountain towering into the clouds.

It collapsed suddenly, and half of the billion-ton mountain fell down like dominoes, knocking down more than a dozen nearby sword peaks. It was a scene of destruction that was enough to make even the four-winged experts stunned.

It took more than ten minutes for the movement to gradually subside. The scene in front of us was already a mess, and the Wei Ran's magnificent Dragon Paradise collapsed with a large gap in the center.

Before I could close my open mouth and the mutation regenerated, the fragments of the collapsed peaks turned into light spots and disappeared. In the blink of an eye, the world in front of me returned to its original state again, and the Peak of the Dragon King was still high.

Stand tall.

"Now you understand."

"This...is this the realm of dreams?" I reluctantly closed my mouth, trying to suppress the surprise in my heart and find an explanation for the scene just now within the scope of my ability to understand it.

Only the dream realm can construct such a small world. Even trained enemies can be restored immediately no matter how damaged they are.

"The realm of dreams?" This word seemed to irritate Uncle Hardy, and the kind expression on his face began to become unhappy. He gritted his teeth and became angry for some reason.

"Don't compare our noble dragon with that guy. Our dragon's skills are the best in the world. We are infinitely superior to him."

"Stupid fat dragon, don't go off topic." Seeing that Hardy became more and more excited as he spoke, and had the urge to go to the Mermaid King for a fight right now. Leona quickly coughed several times and warned her not to reveal her identity.

Already.

"All in all, the shameful things in the dream realm are incomparable to this. Just know this."

How can other people see your dreams? There is nothing wrong with saying that you can't see others.

"In other words, this place has a more powerful function than the Dream Realm that can extend the training time, right?" I looked at Uncle Hardy with sparkling eyes. The Dream Realm is already awesome enough, could there be something else here?

A more awesome way to practice?

Hardy: "..."

I:"……"

"For example..."

"Our dragon clan's technology is the best in the world!"

"Oh Ha?"

"Anyway, let's start practicing, or do you think you don't need it anymore?"

"Let's start, let's start!"

Okay, I think I can understand it this way, the dragon clan is the best in the world in technology.

Then, the realm of dreams is heaven.

I have nothing to say, so I will go straight to the topic, cosplay bear, transformation!

Rumble!!!

The thousand-foot-tall stuffed bear makes a grand appearance carrying a salted fish sword.

How about it, you are stunned to see my powerful figure.

Lowering my head and looking at the people at chest level, I slowly raised the bear's paw, and with a bang, a sharp claw popped out of the meat pad. Boom and boom, the sharp claws popped out one after another.

Did you see that my sharp claws are no worse than your dragon claws?

With a slightly smug look in my eyes, I saw Aikalay waving to me with a friendly smile, and saw the evil dragon Leina curling her lips in disdain, as if to say, a mere idiot Druid dares to show off his power here.

Looking at my father-in-law, he seemed a little sluggish. Hmm, he was really frightened by me. However, his eyes seemed to be a little off. It should have been focused on my upright appearance. He seemed to be more focused on the salt on my shoulders.

Fish sword?

Are you hungry? You just ate it. Uncle, okay, okay, it’s not impossible. We’ll bake it and eat it together after practice.

I inserted the Salmon Sword upside down, and with a violent vibration, there was another standing sword peak in Dragon Paradise. Or should I say Salmon Peak is more appropriate?

Then as usual, I’ll warm up first, uh... I just saw Uncle Hardy casually smashing up the Dragon King’s lair. To be honest, I’m also a little itchy, so why not...

My eyes secretly glanced at the center, and I figured it out, I was a guest after all, so I'd better restrain myself.

It's just you.

The cosplay bear's eyes fell on a sword peak not far away that was about the same height as his body. Gamu, wail, fall, and destroy. From now on, this Druid will be the trampler of Dragon Paradise!

As if I was on the shooting scene of a special photo shoot, I punched him with anger and inexplicable excitement.

I hey o(≧w≦)==o out!

Click.

Um?

The expected roar and the sight of the sword peak being broken by a punch did not appear. Instead, a strange sound similar to breaking came from the body.

The bear's paw that hit the sword peak was folded in an extremely unnatural curve, which was in sharp contrast to the motionless and intact sword peak.

My brain didn't react for a moment, and I suddenly became confused when faced with this scene.

The purpose of my punch... is it to break the mountain peak, or to break my own palm? It seems to be the other way around, no, no, no, logically it should be impossible to do it the other way around. Maybe I might have done it the other way around at the beginning.

That's what it means, it's to discount your own hand.

Oh, that’s it, no wonder, no wonder, then it’s okay.

That's right, that's weird, bastard!

GAMMMMMMM!!!!!!

I clutched the curved bear paw, and my face was deformed in pain. I fell to the ground and rolled around, screaming.

My hands, my bear paws, my claws!

"Cough cough cough!!!"

Leona, who should have been very happy to see the stupid druid looking so cute and embarrassed, was unhappy for some reason and kept pretending to cough, glaring fiercely at the instigator - the stupid fat dragon who couldn't stop laughing.

Aikalay also looked unkind, thinking that it really wasn't that simple. I knew how Uncle Hardy could be such a serious coach.

"Don't be angry, I was just joking, just a joke. Who would have thought that this kid's body bones are so brittle. Oh, young people nowadays don't like to exercise and are weak. I think back then... Hey, hey, don't pull me out.

His beard!"

"Ahem, I made an accidental mistake just now and increased the stability here a lot. Are your claws... okay?"
To be continued...