??Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Entering the sleeping Baby Dragon
Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Entering the sleeping Baby Dragon
“Ha!” At a height of ten ters, Muria brutally threw down a Cloud Giant Guard, causing a large cloud of dust. However, this dust didn’t affect the enthusiasm of the many watching Giants around.
These Cloud Giants, dressed in magnificent clothes, stood on a terrace resembling an Ancient Roman Colosseum. When they saw their companion being put down, they cheered loudly, applauding Muria’s strength.
However, the spectators on the terrace were not just these Cloud Giants, but also the Tidal Giants who bared large patches of purple-blue skin, covered only in key places.
Standing with fair-to-pale skin, dressed in animal skin skirts, and slightly barbaric looking were the Mountain Giants.
The tallest of the group were the Storm Giants, who stood as tall as eighteen ters, wearing waistcoats that gave them an elegant appearance.
These towering giants were all shouting and cheering, each one expressing excitent and eagerness.
“I’ve heard that Prince Mureya, has only gone through twelve years since his birth, and he can now defeat a mature Cloud Giant,” exclaid a Storm Giant with deep blue hair atop his purple skin.
“To be precise, it’s just a little over eleven years, not even full twelve years,” interrupted a Cloud Titan Leader standing next to him.
“He truly is the Son of Titan, who can defeat a true, mature giant at the sa age as our children,” said a Mountain Giant with a tawny complexion and muscly physique.
The Mountain Giants’ animal-skin attire stood in sharp contrast with the splendidly dressed Cloud and Storm Giants, perfectly illustrating the difference between civilization and savagery.
Muria stood on the solid granite pavent, raised both hands, and reveled in the cheer and praise from the Giants around him. He thoroughly enjoyed this sensation.
This massive structure, resembling the ancient Roman Colosseum, was built specifically for Muria by the Giants. The purpose was to provide an excellent training environnt for him. The tiered seating, in particular, was designed so the Giants could see Muria’s combat prowess.
In this place, Muria was “undefeated”. He agreed to spar with the Giants years ago and already envisioned this outco.
Over the course of roughly four years, Muria had lost count of how many Giants he had fought. It started with the Cloud Giants helping him hone his combat skills, then the strongest of Storm Giants joined. Eventually, every Giant knew of it.
Consequently, this enormous colosseum-styled martial arts field was built in a very short period.
Just like Cloud Giant Leader Ebute said, every Giant would willingly spar with him to refine his combat techniques.
However, none of the Giants had ever given their all in a fight with Muria. All the Giants that gathered around the Crystal Castle, regardless of their kind, possess Gold Rank strength when they reach adulthood.
These Gold Rank Giants, during their fights with Muria, excellently controlled their power. They let Muria practice his combat techniques while “defeating” them without much difficulty.
After accepting the cheers for a mont, Muria waved his hand. Then, the entire martial arts field fell silent. All the Giants looked at Muria.
“Warrior, stand up,” Muria commanded, looking down at the Cloud Giant laying beside him.
As the Cloud Giant stood up, Muria shouted at the watching Giants, “I know that you think I’m still young and nothing more than a Silver Fourth Rank. Even if I am the son of Titan and Dragon, I can’t be a match for a Gold Rank. Thus, you are all going easy on .”
“But! Today, I want to experience the true power of Gold Rank,” Muria looked at the fallen Cloud Giant Guard, “Warrior, use all your power. Don’t hide it anymore.”
“Otherwise, I will consider your actions as disrespect to the Titan Bloodline running in my veins,” Muria declared. The na ‘Titan’ holds an extraordinary significance to the Giants.
“I understand, Prince Mureya, please be careful then,” At that mont, Mureya noticed a radical change in the deanor of the seemingly mild-mannered Cloud Giant. He beca indifferent, brutal, exuding a bloody sll.
“This is the rightful deanor of a Cloud Giant Guard,” Mureya silently praised as he looked at the completely transford Cloud Giant before his eyes.
Elasia was never a peaceful world. Every day, wars are fought, conflicts are exploded, people vs people, people vs monsters, countries vs countries, and gods vs gods. Countless creatures lose their lives daily in Elasia.
Every Giant that reaches adulthood had been through nurous warfare and battles. For them, Muria, who was raised in the “paradise” Titan Islands, seed like a flower raised in a greenhouse.
However, although he had been through nurous battles, Muria has not yet slain any creature. He has resolute confidence in the Titan and Golden Dragon lineage within him.
After more than three years, due to Muria’s lengthy lifespan, his strength grew rather slowly, and he is only at the Silver Fourth Rank now.
However, when he reached the Silver Third Rank, Muria was able to overpower all Silver Creatures. Upon reaching the Silver Fourth Rank, his power and size increased trendously. He is confident that with the combat techniques inherited from the Titan Tribe and accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, he can compete with, and even defeat, Gold Rank entities.
In the martial arts field, amongst the roar of thousands of giants, Muria posed with a seemingly ordinary fist gesture, “Co on, Warrior!”
The Cloud Giant Guard roared and launched an attack on Muria. Previous battles had only left him with minor bruises, which were quickly healing under the giants’ robust constitution, hardly affecting the battle.
“Roar!” Stimulated by the scene before him, Muria’s blood was boiling with excitent. He had already adapted to his current identity.
“Boom!” The colossal giants, from a human perspective, clashed heavily, stirring up a large cloud of dust. Their imnse power also caused the granite slab beneath their feet to crack.
Muria looked up into the bright blue eyes of the Cloud Giant in front of him, revealing a gaze of a seasoned warrior, cool and unruffled.
The Cloud Giant Guard grasped the slightly chubby, tender fist of Muria with one hand; his other hand was firmly held by Muria. They were engaged in the most primitive competition – arm wrestling.
The facts proved that the Cloud Giant Guard had much more combat experience than Muria. He easily led Muria into his rhythm for a straightforward strength competition.
Muria is indeed the Son of Titan, but he is not even a teenager yet, definitely incomparable in strength to a fully grown Golden Cloud Giant.
However, “Don’t underestimate , Warrior.” Muria showed eight clean teeth to the Cloud Giant, “Without confidence, I would not have asked you to give it your all.”
“Indeed, I had underestimated you, Prince Mureya.” The Cloud Giant sincerely admitted. He initially wanted to suppress Muria cleanly with his Gold level strength advantage, but after exerting his full force, he realized that Muria’s strength was not much lesser than his.
“Heh!” Muria chuckled. He didn’t enjoy the dull wrestling. Besides, the Cloud Giant’s strength was a bit larger than his. If this continued for an extended period, he would be at a disadvantage.
“Throw!” Muria shouted softly. The hand gripping the Cloud Giant’s fist swelled almost twice as large in an instant. The originally fair and slightly chubby arm beca vein-popping, with bulging muscles. Golden Thunder swirled around it, exhibiting a dazzling beauty of strength.
Under the slightly startled gaze of the Cloud Giant Guard, he was propelled by a force that he could not resist. His body left the ground, and he was thrown into the air.
“I didn’t expect the Burst Technique I learned yesterday to be so useful.” Muria looked at the Cloud Giant he had flung into the air, smacking his lips, “but this na is too common.”
“Burst Technique,” this is the na of the Titan Tribe battle skill that Muria had learned. Like all the martial arts he had learned before, its na was simple and straightforward, but the strength was evident only after using it.
Muria thought for a mont, then went back into the fight. He was no longer a novice in battle, and he clearly understood the philosophy that “a fallen opponent is a good opponent.”
“Boom!” Muria stomped heavily on the ground. The already-cracked granite pavent was imprinted with a small pit. Muria used this reaction force, flapped the wings on his back, and swiftly rushed towards the Cloud Giant who was mastering levitation in the air.
“Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” In mid-air, the Cloud Giant used his fist against Muria’s foot only thrice, and he could no longer hold his balance. He was kicked to the ground by Muria’s thunder-engulfed foot.
Seeing the Cloud Giant that fell to the ground, Muria was relentless. He collapsed his wings, bent one of his legs backward, extended his knee forward, aid at the Cloud Giant, and brutally dove towards him.
“Boom!” Fragnts of granite scattered in all directions. The granite floor was dented by Muria’s knee, forming a deep pit. Nearby, the Cloud Giant, who had skillfully avoided the attack by rolling away like a donkey, took a deep breath.
This blow, even a giant, would be distressed if hit. Just as Muria clenched his fist, ready to smash the Cloud Giant again, the guard yelled: “I admit defeat, Young Master Mureya.”
“Are you sure?” Muria asked in surprise.
“I am sure, Your Majesty!” It’s not life or death. The Cloud Giant mumbled inwardly, he would not engage in a blood fight with an entity he had decided to follow in the future.
With the Cloud Giant’s surrender, the martial arts field erupted with cheering several tis louder than before.
At this mont, a very petite Dragonkin girl, at least by giant standards, ca to Muria and reported so news to him while he was still excited.
“Young Master Mureya, the six baby dragons you’ve been raising have just consud a large amount of food and have fallen into a deep sleep.”
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