บททั้งหมดของ The Way of the Dragon: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Zephyr’s expression was cold and unforgiving. He was a simple man who kept a simple principle — leave me alone, and I’ll leave you alone. Samson had clearly expressed his intentions before, so now, Zephyr would not let it slide so easily. Along the way, Zephyr suppressed his energy, and followed the group closely. Samson’s team was made up of many skilled fighters. Each of them possessed many powerful killing moves. Any enemy they came across all fell to their knees with no issue. Watching the carnage first hand made Zephyr uneasy, this made him heighten his guard.“It’s not too far now. The chrono grass is behind that mountain. However, I must warn you all that it's full of terrible beasts! They too seek out the grass, we must tread carefully from here!” the Agile fighter said. “Is that so?” Samson flinched, before he turned his gaze to the rest. His eyes stopped upon the one who used Bloodlet. The man’s energy had been depleted to a sorry state. This meant he lacked any real battle

Zephyr made his choice, and proceeded to follow Samson and his group some more, while doing so quietly. After passing through the mountain, they arrived at where the chrono grass was. The area was barren, yet an overbearing stench of bloodiness was in the air. A history of violence, bloodshed, and unspeakable horrors could be felt as they arrived.“The chrono grass… soon it all will be mine,” Samson said. “I sense a great beast lurking nearby. We must be careful, I fear it would not let us leave with the grass so easily,” the Agile warily spoke. Zephyr remained hidden while he scanned the area. He had to get the herb, not only to spite Samson, but also because he needed it. Although the mountain was small, it had an atmospheric danger that could be felt by all. Zephyr knew that the beast that lurked here was definitely stronger than the Garuda.“Run for your lives!” a voice suddenly cried out. Before long, four men could be seen running towards Samson and his group. They were all str

The plants were about the size of his palm, each had many vines. Each vine had many intricate carving-like drawings upon it. “Chrono grass!” Zephyr exclaimed, and quickly gathered the plants. He turned tail quickly after that, speeding out of the cave.It was not long before Samson and his men arrived. It was obvious the battle had taken a toll on them as they were all covered in blood. Samson seemed to have been dealt the worst hand, his body was covered in blood-dripping scars. The battle with the Crocodile had mangled him greatly. They arrived where the grass should be, but found nothing. Samson shook with anger, his body shook not from the wounds, but from the fury that built within him. “Zephyr Khan! I. Will. Kill. You!” he screamed out loud.Zephyr heard Samson’s promise from afar. “Hmph, if you’ve got what it takes!” Zephyr huffed. As he ran, he paused for a moment to contemplate his next move. ‘The Tournament has been going on for a while now. I should look for a place to use

Zephyr shook his head as he felt the prince’s signature energy. It felt hollow. “Hmph! How useless are you? Why did it take so long for you to finish this heap of trash? You’ve wasted so much time that even I needed to step in! Do you know how much it cost me to bring you in here?!” the Ninth prince scolded. “Yes, your highness. Please forgive me for wasting your time. Worry not, I will be done with him quickly!” the Sun guardian replied hastily. ‘So it’s true, the Ninth prince did smuggle him in!’ Zephyr thought while he showed a grimace on his face.Zephyr prodded his scales, slowly channeling their energies again. He had to tread lightly, it was now or never. “Who knew that this runt would escape the many great fighters I’ve brought in!” the Ninth prince glared at Zephyr. “Indeed, we’ve severely underestimated this b*stard. He’s stronger than he looks, if we let him fester his powers more, he will no doubt be a thorn in your highness’ side!” the guardian continued quickly. Were the

As he saw the many attacks that were coming his way, Zephyr steeled himself, and raised his head high to scream so loud that even the Heavens would be able to hear it.“Seventh Slash!”“Unbeatable Focus!”“The Way of the Dragon!”With that, Zephyr called upon all his Might, morphed into a God of War, and greeted every attack with verve. Dust and sand were sent shooting in all directions, followed by a bunch of rolling dust clouds. Such an act attracted the attention of many fighters, yet once they felt it, they dared not go near it. They knew that this was not their battle to fight.“Is that the prince?”“There are so many great fighters on a Strength of Eight?”“The f*ck is that brat’s sword skill? Is that Focus?”The fighters kept a safe distance as they watched the battle unfold. They found themselves reflexively backing off, afraid of the shockwaves that came their way.“Ahi Fist!” yelled the prince. Being of royal descent, the power the prince held was far different than