《MMORPG: Martial Gamer》Chapter 1527. Walking Through Procedure!
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Prairie Fire had the mindset of an ordinary person.
Nowadays, not only kung fu, even the reputation of the majority of Chinese national culture, calligraphy or other skills such as painting were ruined by all those fake masters.
At the very least, skills such as calligraphy and paintings had physical proof circulating around. One couldn’t possibly kill someone on the street just to prove he knows kung fu, right?
Therefore, it was reasonable for everyone to have doubts about kung fu.
“Tsk!”
Wang Yu smiled when he saw Prairie Fire’s doubtful look, “What do you think of your bow skill?”
“Haha!”
Prairie Fire simply laughed but did not answer.
Evidently, Prairie Fire was confident that while Wang Yu was impressive in fighting, no one could surpass him in terms of using a bow and arrow. After all, there were specialisations among jobs, which was why he did not believe a Pugilist like Wang Yu could be extremely proficient in using a bow and arrow.
“It seems like you’re pretty confident?” Wang Yu asked with a smile.
“Pretty decent, pretty decent!” Prairie Fire could not deny.
“Among the people I know, there are at least three who are not any weaker than you,” Wang Yu replied faintly.
Prairie Fire’s skills were indeed decent but in terms of the usage of bow and arrow, he was still lacking compared to God of Death’s Left Hand. In fact, Wang Yu had not met anyone who was better than God of Death’s Left Hand in terms of his understanding of the bow and arrow and accuracy.
“Is that so?”
Widely regarded as the number one Archer in the game, Prairie Fire was clearly not too happy when he heard Wang Yu’s words. “What about you?”
“Haha!” Wang Yu waved his hands, “You shouldn’t compare yourself to me.”
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“Why? Are you afraid?” Prairie Fire laughed.
“No!” Wang Yu replied, “All of you are merely ordinary people. People will think I’m bullying you guys if you compare yourselves to me.”
“F*ck!!” Prairie Fire pointed his middle finger, “Brother Bull, you’re boasting way too much recently.”
Wang Yu shrugged his shoulders casually and said, “Alright, let’s stop fooling around. The BOSS is coming out soon.”
Wang Yu pointed at the lake in front of them.
“???”
Everyone turned to look at where Wang Yu pointed.
A golden dragon head emerged from the water.
The golden dragon looked at the shore and was at a loss. When he saw Wang Yu and the rest, he roared furiously.
Upon extending his wings, he flew out from the lake into the sky.
The entire body of this dragon was sparkling in gold and as compared to the other dragons on this island, it wasn’t exactly the biggest. It was only about two metres long and as tall as a human.
However, the Dragon’s Aura emitted by this dragon was clearly much more frightening than all the other dragons.
Wang Yu tossed the observation probe over and the attributes appeared in front of everyone.
Golden Young Dragon. Tigris (???) (???)
HP: ???
MP: ???
Skills: ???
Talent: King Dragon’s Aura
Background Description: Golden Young Dragon possesses the purest and best bloodline of the Dragon Race. Even though Golden Young Dragon is still young, it is proficient in dragon and magic spells. It is terrifyingly powerful.
…
Looking at the attributes of Golden Young Dragon, Wang Yu couldn’t help but touch his chin.
A series of question marks meant that this Golden Young Dragon was at least twenty levels above Wang Yu.
While the skills were unknown, Wang Yu was familiar with the King Dragon’s Aura. Other than Dales, this dragon was the only dragon Wang Yu had seen with the same talent.
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They were both golden dragons with the King Dragon’s Aura. Could these two dragons be related?
Wang Yu was considered a sensitive person. Even though he wasn’t on good terms with Dales, he was still his entourage. Bullying Dales’ descendant felt wrong.
Prairie Fire and the rest were already intimidated and rooted to the spot by Golden Young Dragon’s attributes.
After all, it was the King Dragon’s Aura and under the suppression of the system, it didn’t matter how much Prairie Fire wanted to fight it. He wasn’t able to control his own character.
Even though he couldn’t move, he could still send a message, Prairie Fire frantically sent a message to Wang Yu, “This is it, Brother Bull! This dragon is not to be trifled with and we’re doomed! Escape by yourself first! I’ll find you another day to exchange some pointers.”
“Escape?” Wang Yu smiled faintly as he waved his hands, “No need!”
Wang Yu was just thinking if he should bash this dragon up and he wanted Wang Yu to escape? They were on completely different frequencies.
At this moment, the Golden Young Dragon in the air spoke.
With the perfect pitch of a young boy, he raged, “Who are you people? How dare you invade Dragon Island and even kill my bodyguard?! Do you want to die or do you not want to live?”
“You can speak? Seems like your IQ is now low!” Wang Yu responded.
“???”
Seeing how Wang Yu was not restricted by his own Dragon’s Aura, Golden Young Dragon looked surprisingly at Wang Yu, “Who are you? Why do I sense a familiar feeling on you? And why do you look so disgusting?”
“…” Wang Yu was speechless after hearing him.
The familiar feeling was most probably Dales’ contract and as for the disgusting look, how could he not be with the title of a Dragon Slayer hanging above his head?
“This is a long story.” Wang Yu casually took out Dales’ token and asked, “Do you recognise this?”
“This is? Erm…”
Golden Young Dragon titled his head as he took a closer look. After a long while, he asked, “What does it say? I cannot read…”
“F*ck!”
Wang Yu pointed to the words and said, “This is the Dragon Emperor’s Token!”
“Dragon Emperor’s Token?” Golden Young Dragon was taken aback but quickly reacted, “Don’t think you can lie to me just because I am young. How can a human like you possess the Dragon Emperor’s Token? Yours must be fake!”
Wang Yu, “…”
Wang Yu was full of admiration for the game designers.
Logically speaking, Dales’ token was the highest order in the Dragon race. Seeing the token should be equivalent to seeing Dales.
Wang Yu had this Dragon Emperor’s Token with him all along. He didn’t bring it out from the start because he knew that monsters without AI wouldn’t have a sense of what this was. Therefore, there was no point for Wang Yu to swing this token around those small monsters.
What Wang Yu did not expect was that in order to make his item useless, the game designers even made monsters with high Ai illiterate.
How can a monster with such high AI not be able to read?
Wang Yu couldn’t do anything to the designers. They made the dragon illiterate so he wouldn’t recognise the token so what could he do? Educate the dragon himself?
“Alright!”
Wang Yu kept the token back in his bag before stretching his body, “Kid, I really do not want to kill you because of a friend. You better get out of my way now or don’t blame me for being merciless.”
Since displaying his relationship doesn’t work, he shall walk through the proper procedure!
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