The Lion Dragon King was terrifyingly calm, proud as a mountain, staring coldly at Little Stubborn Dragon.
Little Stubborn Dragon also looked fixedly at the Golden Dragon King.
They had both recognized each other, that kind of aura, that combat intent was unchangeable, unique to each Dragon King!
There were no dragon words, nor deafening roars, as steady as two unparalleled sword immortals, quietly observing the opponent.
Without a doubt, the originally unflappable Golden Dragon King showed a ripple in his eyes after recognizing Little Stubborn Dragon. The small lazy dragon, which was weaker than ordinary small dragons on Dragon Island previously, had metamorphosed and sublimated, its progress speed surpassing him.
Shh
Little Stubborn Dragon moved, waiting for this ripple from the opponent. Its silver body traced a beautiful trajectory, rushing toward the Golden Dragon King, a silver light on the Fighting Beast Stage creating dozens of illusions.
