Skill extraction starting from Dragon Clan

Yan Ling: The moment Wuchen Land lost control, the howling wind instantly blew away the surrounding thick fog.

Although the thick fog nearby quickly filled up the vacancy here, the group from Kassel College felt excited, because the moment the thick fog dispersed, they clearly heard the sound of fighting.

"Continue! Sure enough, the enemy relies on thick fog to hide, hurry! We can hear the sound of fighting, which shows that Zheng Shu is still persisting."

The turning point that finally appeared cheered everyone up. Except for Valery, other members with corresponding abilities also quickly chanted the spirit.

Yan Ling: Yin Lei!

Yan Ling: A dust-free land!

Yanling: Yinliu!

With the efforts of everyone, the large-scale thick fog was continuously pushed away. Although new fog would soon fill the gap, the constant roars and sounds of fighting gave people more hope.

The best harvest, they even found a broken scale, which meant that Zheng Shuzai was not only still alive, but also caused damage to his opponent.

Having come to this conclusion, everyone's hearts were filled with hope and they worked harder to use the spirit of speech to blow away the thick fog.

Looking at the classmates who were working hard around him, Chu Zihang hesitated and wanted to use the spirit of speech to help. Just when he was about to take action, a hand patted his shoulder to stop him from singing.

Looking back, Commissioner Yoon shook his head at him.

"The range of your speech spirit is too small to dispel the thick fog. It is better to save your strength and prepare to fight after the thick fog dissipates. Don't forget who our enemy is. In this case, you can only trust him."

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Zihang still followed Commissioner Youn's suggestion and put down his hand. The other party was right. The range of his speech spirit was too small and he could not effectively disperse the mist.

But listening to the sound of fighting coming from his ears from time to time, Chu Zihang silently squeezed Murasame in his hand.

"Hold on, Zheng Shu."

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boom!

"Ouch!!"

After a burst of angry roars, Naga hit the ground with injuries all over his body. The originally smooth and beautiful snake tail had become tattered, and even the humanoid body had a few more cyan fist marks.

Struggling to get up, Naga stared into the depths of the thick fog. Although Naga looked angry, there was already a hint of fear in his expression.

"Oh, the recovery from the injury has slowed down. Can you still hold on?"

As the teasing voice came, someone whom Chu Zihang prayed to support slowly walked over.

Zheng Shu's clothes were completely torn, revealing his perfect and strong figure. Only a pair of shorts were left to barely cover his vital parts.

After a long battle, the Dragon King bloodline in his body had been stimulated to the critical point. In the cold wind at night, his body continued to emit a large amount of steam. Except that he did not appear in the form of a dragon, his physical strength had been restored. A complete release.

Even the appearance that had been deliberately modified was out of control. Just a slight change in the facial features made the whole person's temperament and appearance completely different.

With eyes like molten red gold, he looked at Naga getting up again with interest.

Originally, Naga could recover even a broken limb instantly, but now even the bruises on his face took a while to disappear.

No matter how outrageous the ability is, it must abide by the most basic laws of physics. After being beaten by Zheng Shu for such a long time, the energy stored in Naga's body has been almost exhausted. In order to be able to repair quickly at the speed of body destruction, Naga even began to shrink his size as a last resort.

After being prepared, Zheng Shu could no longer be trapped by Naga in the same way. In an all-out battle, even without using the Word Spirit, Naga's scales were as fragile as pieces of paper.

Feeling that the energy around him seemed to be fluctuating abnormally, Zheng Shu concentrated his energy, disappeared in an instant and appeared next to Naga, kicking it in the chest.

boom!

Naga's chest was instantly crushed, surging power passed through its body, and a huge bulge appeared on its back. Although he was not kicked away, his raised upper body fell to the ground again.

The energy that Naga had just gathered was also kicked away, and the spirit of speech was interrupted in the middle of using it.

"You really don't have a long memory. Why do you dare to release the word spirit in front of me? I remember that pure-blood dragons should be quite smart. Why, were you stunned by me?"

Although he cannot easily control the speech spirits that block other creatures like the complete Dragon King, Zheng Shu can easily interrupt the speech spirits that the opponent wants to use with the help of the keen perception of the Dragon King's bloodline.

Seeing Naga struggling to get up from the ground and vomiting out a few pieces of bloody debris, Zheng Shu finally understood why words like "power" and "king" were always used to describe power in the original work.

This feeling of killing and seizing others with one's own will is too easy to get addicted to. He is now the king who has mastered violence!

Zheng Shu considers himself a restrained person, but after completely releasing his power, he immediately became addicted to it, even abandoning his previous caution, and kept toying with his opponents like the villains in some novels.

Otherwise, with his current lethality, he could have killed this third-generation species long ago.

Fortunately, after venting for so long, Zheng Shu managed to regain his sense.

"Oh, no wonder those dragon kings look down on other creatures every day. They are so arrogant. It's normal to have such power. I almost became an ancestor."

The originally boiling Dragon King bloodline was forced to calm down, the high body temperature dropped rapidly, and the golden pupils no longer became so dazzling.

However, when adjusting his appearance, Zheng Shu hesitated for a moment, but still maintained his current appearance and did not return it to its original ordinary state. Although he didn't want to admit it, after completely liberating his power, his mentality had some changes.

At this time, Naga finally completely repaired his injuries, and the air holes on his tail opened and closed, but this time no more water mist was sprayed out.

After adjusting his mentality, Zheng Shu took a look at its condition and suddenly felt happy.

"Ouch, no more squirting? It's all used up. There's really a lot of water. It seems my teammates are still very capable."

"Despicable thief...you will incur the king's wrath!"

Seeing that the surrounding water mist began to dissipate, Naga also felt that it was about to die. The reason why it could and had maintained such rapid healing was that, in addition to its own constitution, the surrounding water mist also played a huge role.

This simple version of the Nibelungen composed of water mist, in addition to dividing the space, its biggest function is to provide it with a steady stream of recovery.

But now that the water mist is about to run out, it can feel a group of small bugs on the "other side" constantly destroying its water mist.

Under normal conditions, it could easily kill the bugs one by one with the help of the cover of water mist, but under the guard of this monster in front of it, it couldn't even hope to survive.

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