บททั้งหมดของ The Way of the Dragon: บทที่ 301 - บทที่ 310

“Yes, brother!” Clay quicked walked over to the two initiates from the Supreme Peak and said to them, “You better give up your seats if you know what’s good for you.”“You…!” The two initiates’ faces began to twist with rage. It seemed as though the other group was deliberately picking on them. There were more than a thousand seats around, and the other group could have chosen anywhere else to sit. “You’re joking, right? Why should we give up our seats when we’re the ones who were here first?” said one of the Supreme Peak initiates.“You’re asking me why?” asked the initiate who had shouted just now in disbelief. Then with an odd expression, he laughed. “Hahaha, isn’t it obvious? It’s because I’m Theobold Sun from the Feather Peak. That’s why!”The mention of his name brought a round of whispers from those around him which just made him even cockier.“Ah, no wonder he was acting like that! It’s him, Theobold Sun from the Feather Peak.”“I heard that he only recently joined The B

As soon as Zephyr said that, a terrifying earth-shattering aura from Theobold washed over him.“You’ll handle this? Seems like you still have no idea who you’ve offended. Drop and die, you b*stard!” shouted Theobold. He started rubbing his two hands and an ancient beast energy immediately extended from the palm of his hand while it enveloped his whole body. He had activated his Immovable Might! This was an extremely powerful skill. After cultivating it, the fighter’s energy would become as immovable as a huge boulder, making one’s defense and combat power terrifyingly strong. It would allow the fighter to cast out a continuous, river-like attack. However, Zephyr seemed to be unfazed by all that display of power. Theobold not only enveloped him in the range of his attack but also Amber and the others too. What he was doing was even more despicable than Zephyr’s ambush.“You’re the one who’s tired of living!” shouted Zephyr. He unleashed his anger and readied his body for an attack

“Rumor has it that Elder Cuthbert had eaten a Wind fruit when he was young and this allowed him to look forever-young. In actual fact, his true age could be ranked the highest amongst all the peak elders,” said Amber, who was definitely envious of Elder Cuthbert’s smooth skin. Any woman who prided themselves on their appearance would be. Elder Cuthbert swept his eyes around the hall before finally resting his gaze on Zephyr. When his eyes locked onto Zephyr, his eyes suddenly flashed. Then, after five or six minutes of staring at Zephyr, he began his demonstration. “Today, I will talk about some of my martial arts experiences...” He sounded very old which provided a huge contrast to his appearance. However, soon after, Zephyr paid less attention to Elder Cuthbert’s appearance as he became captivated by the talk. His Electrical powers gave him the ability of Lightning Sense which could detect everything that was happening around him. It was so good that even a mosquito would not be

However, before he left, he stared one last time towards Zephyr’s direction with eyes that showed mixed feelings.“Brother Maxim, this kid is really like Douglas huh…” said Dewey with a smile when he caught the look in Maxim’s eyes. “Hmph! As if! He’s way worse than him!” Then, as if wanting to forget everything in the past, he quickly disappeared from where he stood.“Really? Zephyr’s talent might be weaker than Douglas’s but even Douglas did not attain this kind of power at Zephyr’s age. Brother Maxim, have you really not let go yet?” muttered Dewey to himself as he stared at Maxim’s retreating figure.Zephyr’s bladed energy not only attracted the attention of those in the Supreme Peak, but also those from the other peaks. “Interesting, very interesting,” said Lucia Pearson of the Oriental Peak with a smile on her face. She then proceeded to close her eyes again.Brother Albert of the Spiritime Peak snapped his eyes open in astonishment. “What powerful bladed energy! That kid

The temperature of the elixir flames had been expertly controlled and anything less than that, the making of the elixir would be unsuccessful. Currently, a silver-haired old man was sitting in a cross-legged position in front of an elixir-furnace with green flames. His eyes slightly squinted and sweat poured off his face from the immense concentration. He was performing hand seals non-stop to infuse his true energy into the elixir-furnace.The elixir-furnace looked quaint and measured about half a yard, making it much smaller than all the other elixir-furnaces in the room. However, the starkest difference between this elixir-furnace and the others were the ancient patterns that were etched all around it. These patterns glowed brightly as if it was being fed by the green flames. It was evident that this elixir-furnace was not ordinary at all. The old man increased his speed of performing the hand seals and the green flame climbed to a height of seven feet, nearly enveloping the elixi