The Mighty Dragon Warrior

Ocho glanced at him with a trace of animosity between his brows. “I’ll go in when I have to. But you have better watch out.”
Nataniel was surprised, but he proceeded to smile and charged toward Ocho at lightning speed.
“It seems you wish to die!” Ocho shouted and shot out his fist.
In a fraction of a second, the two fists collided with a loud ‘bang’. The impact sent shockwaves throughout their surroundings.
Nataniel’s right hand trembled slightly. He retreated a couple of steps and commented in awe, “That is indeed a hard fist!”
“You’re not so bad yourself.” Ocho stood proudly on his spot with a gleam in his eyes. “It’s my turn.”
After saying that, he twisted his waist and swung a kick at Nataniel.
His leg moved through the air at a frightening speed. Nataniel’s mask flared with silvery white light as he shot out a kick.
Rosalyn sneered with disdain as she watched the two men fight. “Boring!”
Nataniel and Ocho continued their fight. The force of their brawl left cracks all over the street surface and sent gravel flying.
Then, Ocho clapped, creating a strong gush of wind.
He jumped out of the battle and sighed. However, his eyes flashed with excitement as he said, “You and I are equally matched.
Shall we spar another time?”
Nataniel had fought Ocho simply because he wanted to. Thus, he smiled and nodded upon hearing Ocho. “Sure, I’m ready any
time.”
After saying that, he turned around and walked away.
He’s leaving just like that? Rosalyn’s eyes widened with astonishment. But she kept her curiosity to herself and got up to follow
after Nataniel.
Ocho watched them walk away. The coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated. Hmm, at least you are sensible enough.
Once Nataniel and Rosalyn disappeared behind the police barricade, the helicopter hovering a few hundred meters in the air
also turned and left.
Then, Ocho turned and looked at the dense red smog a short distance away. He stood dignified as a statue.

As time passed, the red smog that covered most of the road seemed to recede slowly as the cold breeze blew unceasingly.
Roaring noises seemed to come from deep within the red smog.
At the same time, clouds gathered high above the sky. Thunder rolled and lightning flashed from time to time.
A high-end RV sped down a narrow road.
“Stop!” A police officer waved his hand and shouted, “This road is sealed. Please leave now!”
However, the RV did not slow down. The two police officers guarding the barricade had no choice but to jump out of the way as
the RV crashed through the barricade and sped away.
In the RV, Franklin hugged his wife tightly and scolded his son, “Jacob, are you really bringing us out for dinner at a five-star
hotel?”
Jacob hugged his daughter and pretended not to hear him.
Soon, the RV came to a stop. Jacob handed his daughter to Moira who was sitting beside him. He looked at everyone in the car
and said solemnly, “I have to go out to deal with some matters. Once I’m done, we will have a feast.”
Janelle seemed to sense that something was wrong. Her face was marred with concern as she said, “Be careful, Jacob.”
“Don’t leave the car. Wait here for my return.” Jacob opened the door and arched his eyebrows.
Tres bowed before the car door. “Sir, please allow me to go in ahead of you and scout out a path!”
Jacob waved his hand dismissively. “Your job is to protect the people in this car. I’ll deal with the rest.”
“Yes, sir!” Tres replied confidently, “I will protect your family members with my life!”
“I’ll protect them too.” A Dragon Guardian beside Tres bowed and thumped his right hand to his chest. “I promise to protect your
family with my life!”
“In that case, I shall entrust my family’s safety to you.” Jacob then looked up at the rolling dark red smog a few dozen meters
away. His gaze turned cold.
“Understood!” Tres and the Dragon Guardian answered in unison.