Talented Martial Hero
Chapter 521 Transform Into A Dragon (Part Two)

There was no way for Scott to escape from that, so Scott threw thousands of fierce hits on the palm. The aura of the cyan dragon accompanied each run.

Boom!

The earth trembled, the mountains swayed, and the sea below exploded apart. The seafloor was now visible, leaving several black cracks and scattered chunks of boulders.

All these mess and mayhems were caused by the dominant exchange of blitzes of the cyan-dragon auras and the purple mutant's red arm.

To Scott's surprise, the strength of the red palm was weakened by those auras. But despite that, its power was still equal to that of a five-star grand warrior.

Overwhelmed by such ravages, Scott was thrown hard down to the bottom of the sea by the big palm, leaving a deep hole behind.

The force of the palm’s blow was so strong and dominating, devastating even!

The grand warriors who used their spiritual sense to watch the combat from faraway felt their hearts were seized by a forceful hand. They wondered badly if Scott survived that lethal blow.

Darren was the one who worried about Scott the most. He felt if he were in his shoes, and he was the one who got hit by that palm, he could have been dead by now. The power of a five-star mutant was much stronger than what he had presumed.

"Haha. You are nothing but a loser,"

the purple mutant stood in the air, laughing out wildly while mocking Scott from above.

"Roar!"

Bewildered by the unusual sound, the purple mutant lingered around, determined to locate where the sound was coming from. Soon, he noticed that the earth started to shake. With his eyes focused on the spot where Scott had fallen, a vivid dragon roar was heard from the sea.

"Haven't you been dead yet?"

the purple mutant asked with a booming voice to muster his shock and fear made by the roaring sound. The purple mutant could tell that his heart was trembling by the sense of the dragon aura from that sound.

Soon, slick as a whistle, a tiny shadow of the cyan dragon shot towards the purple mutant from the sea at high speed.

The body of the dragon was much smaller than the previous dragon shadows, while the impact was several hundred times stronger than the past foisted hits against the mutant's body. One reason was that because this tiny dragon was a real dragon, a real cyan dragon!

"Scott has transformed into a dragon! Does this mean that the Holy Lord of the Dragon Holy Land possessed the family inheritance?" one of the warriors exclaimed.

Some three-star grand warriors who knew something about the Dragon Blood Clan were surprised by what they saw and felt pleased all at the same time.

According to historical records, the Dragon Blood Clan was inherited from real dragons from other worlds. When the purity of one's blood reached a certain threshold, one could turn into a real dragon. Moreover, after transforming, the strength was brought to a new and high level, which was extremely immeasurable!

Yet the legend only existed from some ancient books. In those books, the ancestors of the Dragon Blood Clan could transform into one-hundred miles long cyan dragons with unrivaled power. They hadn't seen those in real life. However, at this very moment, they saw Scott, actually and apparently turned into a cyan dragon just in front of their eyes, though it was only about thirty feet long. Thus, they were curious about how powerful he would be.

Darren knew that Scott was still alive since he could still feel his presence. He was relieved a little and then concentrated on the battle again.

The cyan dragon, which was Scott, was so fast that it was hard to catch. The dismissed roaring it made was like a rumble of thunder from a god. The undeniable authority inside that sound overcame everyone, including the purple mutant.

As the two clashed in a heated battle, their shadows mixed. The spectators were not able to see clearly any movements or even shadows of the two battling warriors.

The space-shattering combat lasted almost an hour before two light clusters appeared slowly. Those clusters were the results of their power consumption.

Yet, judging from the glow of their auras, the situation was not good for the cyan dragon. As the battlefield cleared off from the accumulated dust, fog, smoke from the heat, everyone noticed the severe injuries on the dragon's body. The purple mutant, on the other hand, didn't get hurt much, but several scales were scratched out from his purple skin.

"I wouldn't be a match to you if you had already advanced at the next stage by now. But it was a pity that you had not done so. You just forced yourself, which turns out to be in vain. Now I wouldn't waste any energy or time anymore. I'll just kill you right away!"

the purple mutant retorted towards Scott, the dragon calmly.

"Roar!"

Hearing the mocking scorn from the purple mutant, Scott sent out a big shout. After which, his body again was split into one hundred and eight avatars in just one breath. Then, within a second, those avatars merged into one again.

"Scott!"

Darren cried out worriedly. He knew very well that the price of activating the inheritance skill of the Dragon Blood Clan to unite the avatars was the burning of his soul.

Everyone from the Dragon Blood Clan had to pay such price except for Darren.

But Darren himself did not need to burn much when he activated the skill. He didn't know the exact reason why he didn't have to pay that price. He attributed that to the fact that he kept the human shape rather than transformed into a dragon.

Yet, at that very moment, the whole world was frozen by the aura of dragon blood.

"What has he done?!"

The purple mutant started to panic seeing the threat of what Scott had done.