Chapter 267

Chapter 267

No, it's this dragon brother, why don't you just keep lying low? This place is full of hot-blooded fighters; it's really not your scene.

Bai Xiaoyu glanced at the sky, "Dragon bro, look how late it's getting. Don’t you think it’s time to hit the sack?"

The reclining dragon's eyes were calm, "I've rested for many years."

At this moment, his entire demeanor was different, his eyes had light in them.

Bai Xiaoyu: "..."

And in the live broadcast, as soon as the reclining dragon appeared, the students in the military academy stood up in unison.

This is the shapeshifter of the chameleon clan, a former candidate for the chameleon clan leader, who eventually withdrew from the leadership competition because his ambitions lay elsewhere.

He’s just as strong as General Bianjing of the 14th Corps, and he was also one of the twenty-four prominent figures of that era in the academy!

Indeed, a dragon of such power has only appeared once before in the long history of the dragon clans—and now, here’s the second.

The last time was during the founding period, when two brothers followed the empire's founding, now the ancestors of the royal family and Marshal Bai.

After all, among the twelve strongest dragon clans throughout history, it's already very rare for each generation to produce clan members with the strength of a leader, and in some periods, the twelve dragon clan leaders couldn't even be gathered in the same generation. The old were too old, the young were too young, nearly causing a generational gap.

And the previous generation, as if arranged by fate, produced twenty-four, but twelve of them were not interested in the position of leader.

The current leaders of the twelve dragon clan corps are the leaders of the twelve dragon clans, who followed Marshal Bai Chen who broke into the dragon cave back then.

The remaining twelve, one of whom is the shapeshifter, seems to have taken a liking to Bai Xiaoyu, who arrived more than eighty years late.

At this moment, the twelve dragon clan generals all had inexplicable expressions on their faces—this guy, who’s been lying low for almost a century—is he finally coming out of retirement?

What about the others?

At this time, the remaining eleven were watching the live broadcast, each with different expressions.

The red dragon, who’d occasionally give the reclining dragon a kick, sneered, "This guy is usually half-dead, but now he's running the fastest, damn it, he's actually taken the lead."

The black dragon next to him didn't care, "Understand him, he's waited too long. Back in the military academy, he was the most active among us in everything."

The red dragon recalled the past with a bit of nostalgia, "Yes, that young man from back then, he's back."

The overlord black dragon, who had just passed the molting period, said angrily, "But that's no reason for him to take the lead, I was here first, I haven't finished my fight with him, if it weren't for the critical situation with the dragon cub back then, I should have been the first."

The red dragon laughed, his body as red as fire, "Don’t kid yourself, the shapeshifter made his move before you, even if he's lying low and lying on the ground, he still made the first move. It's just that after he made a move, he found it a bit bullying and a bit disappointing, so he stopped."

The overlord black dragon angrily slammed his tail, "Fine, he goes first, I'm next."

The red dragon snorted, "You say it and it's so? Let's each rely on our own abilities."

"Haha, then I'll take you down first with my abilities."

"Come on, who's afraid of who."

The silent black dragon beside them stepped aside, he had his own little thoughts.

Fight on, the fiercer the better—ideally, they’ll both be knocked out cold.

Then the next one will be him.

On this side, Bai Xiaoyu saw that the reclining dragon was unmoved and thought of Xiao Lü, who was next in line. "I've got someone waiting, so you'll have to get in line."

The reclining dragon frowned, "Who?"

At that moment, Xiao Lü came skipping over, "Bai Bai, I'm here."

Because she was in a hurry, Xiao Lü hadn't watched the stream.

Meanwhile, the viewers in the stream had already started lighting virtual candles for him.

Bai Xiaoyu was delighted, "Here he is, so just hold on..."

"Wait for what?"

Xiao Lü turned around and only then noticed the tall dragon clan beside her. Before she could say anything, a claw hoisted her up.

The reclining dragon spoke in an extremely calm tone, "It's you?"

Xiao Lü, "What about me?"

Oh no, how could there be a big shot from Dragon Uncle's generation?

This guy's a legend at their academy—how did she end up running into him?

The reclining dragon, "Since our goals are the same, let's follow the dragon clan's rules. We'll fight first."

Xiao Lü was sweating bullets, her mind racing, waving her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, big shot, you take the lead."

Bai Xiaoyu, "..."

Xiao Lü, you really let me down.

Xiao Lü gave him a look, Bai Bai, you're on your own. She couldn't help with this; she's as strong as the Dragon Uncles. As a sub-adult dragon clan, even if she's warlike, she doesn't want to be a punching bag for a senior with top-tier dragon clan combat power.

That would just be a punching bag—one hit, and I'm done. No chance of winning. A fight like that is pointless.

She doesn't fight like that.

After that, she ducked out to watch the fight, planning to record it for later study.

Bai Xiaoyu sighed, then he had to step up.

The battle between Bai Xiaoyu and the reclining dragon was intense. He even had to use his mental energy just to barely dodge the opponent's attacks.

Strong, too strong.

Bai Xiaoyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The opponent had suppressed his strength, but the difference in their physiques was too great. Forget about winning; barely holding on was already extremely difficult.

From the aura emanating from the opponent earlier, he knew that the dragon clan in front of him was as strong as General Huang Meng, whom he had fought before entering this planet. At that time, he had forcibly enhanced his physique to block General Huang Meng's full-power strike.

There were still aftereffects.

Bai Xiaoyu sighed. The dragon clan's physique is truly a gift. If they had health bars, they would definitely be as long as a BOSS—the kind that requires a group of players to grind, and would still result in a 100% wipe.

What did he do to deserve this? Now he's stuck grinding solo.

No, it's a BOSS group coming to grind him, a poor ordinary player.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoyu was numb.

As for the BOSS teaming up to gang up on him, it wasn’t just a random comment, because he had already seen the other three big dragons that were with the Lying Dragon.

They were all staring at him, with the same fighting spirit in their eyes as the Lying Dragon.

Bai Xiaoyu spat out another mouthful of blood; he was really done with this.

The generals and military academy students watching the live stream were also shocked.

Four out of the twelve had shown up.

Damn, this generation of royal family members really has some serious skills.

The Red Dragon and the Black Dragon had already fought once, but there was no clear winner. However, to not miss the fight between Bai Xiaoyu and the Lying Dragon, they settled it with a quick game of rock-paper-scissors.

Looking at the smiling Red Dragon and the increasingly irritable Black Dragon, the result was obvious.

Bai Xiaoyu glanced over, feeling the weight of the situation bearing down on him.

He checked his physical condition; it seemed he had to use his beast form.

In the next second, in full view of everyone, two silver beast ears grew on Bai Xiaoyu’s head, and a tail of the same color quietly extended from his back, even giving a little flick.

Once in his beast form, Bai Xiaoyu’s complexion improved significantly.

His physical condition, which had barely scraped the S-level threshold, suddenly surged to a 2S+ peak.

At this moment, his speed and strength greatly increased. Although he couldn’t guarantee a win, at least he could fight now, no longer just a helpless target.

The viewers in the stream were stunned, especially the generals.

Holy crap, is this some kind of ancestral throwback?

They all knew that tens of thousands of years ago, the Bai Family and the Bai Family were originally from the same lineage, with two brothers having beast forms, one a golden tiger and the other a white tiger, but they had the same parents.

Later, they split into different clans and surnames, with the royal family mostly having golden tigers, and white tigers becoming increasingly rare, nearly extinct. In contrast, the Bai Family also had descendants all as white tigers.

Now, the royal family has produced a white tiger, albeit in beast form.

Damn, with those beast ears and tail, he looked way more intimidating.

Bai Xiaoyu clenched his fists, and a fiery determination lit up his eyes.

No wonder the dragon clans are so warlike; when filled with power, he too was full of energy.

At this moment, the Lying Dragon suddenly transformed from dragon form into human form, and a tall, cold man appeared before them, wearing the uniform of the department’s top student at graduation.

On his chest was the badge of an excellent warrior, the honor of all graduates and a qualification certificate for entering the Royal Guard through the ages.

However, since the Twelve Dragon Guards were replaced by the Royal Guard ten thousand years ago, this golden badge had lost its original value.

But for ten thousand years, dragon clan warriors have been waiting, polishing it spotless every day.

Bai Xiaoyu’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to this ancient and solemn badge.

All the dragons present, including those watching the live stream, fell silent, staring straight at Bai Xiaoyu’s reaction.

Both nervous and expectant.

After a while, they heard Bai Xiaoyu’s voice, "That’s one hell of a badge—it looks perfect on you."

The cold and stern man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Thank you."

Bai Xiaoyu: "Are you going to fight me in human form?"

The man nodded, "You already know the strength of my dragon form. I want to show you that my human form is just as strong."

Bai Xiaoyu flicked his tail, "We'll see after we fight."

Half an hour later, Bai Xiaoyu spat out another mouthful of blood.

Alright, he understood.

This guy was really strong.

Man, that really hurt.

Even though he had covered his entire body with mental energy, he was almost beaten to a pulp.

The Lay Flat Dragon was also surprised by Bai Xiaoyu's strength, and now he was full of fighting spirit.

Bai Xiaoyu waved his hands repeatedly, "I admit you're strong. Can we stop fighting?"

The Lay Flat Dragon was taken aback, "You admit I'm strong?"

Bai Xiaoyu nodded, "Is there a problem?"

The Lay Flat Dragon smiled, "No problem. But I’ll be counting on your guidance from now on."

Bai Xiaoyu was confused but still nodded, "Alright."

The Lay Flat Dragon quickly returned to his usual serious demeanor, "You need to heal up first. You have many more battles ahead."

Bai Xiaoyu glanced at the three eager dragons watching the fight, his face bitter. "I know. I fought twenty or thirty battles in a single day before. These three are relatively few."

The Lay Flat Dragon: "It won't be like that anymore."

Bai Xiaoyu: "?"

The Lay Flat Dragon: "The chiefs you defeated before will stop military students weaker than them from challenging you. Didn't you notice that only Xiao Lü came to challenge you today? There are other chiefs too. Once I came, they wouldn't come anymore. Now, anyone who wants to challenge you has to defeat me first."

The Lay Flat Dragon glanced at the three big dragons beside him, "Of course, I also have evenly matched opponents. I can't stop them."

The Red Dragon smiled and greeted Bai Xiaoyu, "Get healed up quick. It's my turn next."

Bai Xiaoyu shivered, taking medicine while trying to stay alert, "It's okay. Just three more to go."

The Black Dragon, silent until now, suddenly looked around, "Not just three."

At that moment, everyone watching the live stream was stunned.

The fifth and sixth of the twelve legendary military school chiefs from back then had also arrived.

Wait, the seventh and eighth...

Footsteps came from all directions.

All twelve of them had arrived!

At that moment, Bai Xiaoyu, bruised and battered, was lying on the ground resting. Around him, twelve dragon clans of various forms sat or lay in different positions, staring at him with calm yet intense gazes.

Their eyes were filled with fighting spirit, as if to say, "Sweetheart, my turn to kick your butt is coming up."

Bai Xiaoyu: "!!!"