Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

Zhang Deshuai, who had a plan, had a confident light in his eyes. He clearly saw that the frost dragon's claws, which were as hard as ice and steel, could hold up the two swords of Yuslag steadily, which made him very happy.

The Frost Dragon roared loudly, spread its wings that covered the sky, and launched a fierce attack on Fish Slag. Fish Slag was not afraid at all, and rushed forward with his two swords. When the two swords collided with the Frost Dragon's claws, sparks flew everywhere, and the powerful impact force seemed to tear the surrounding air apart.

Zhang Deshuai seized the opportunity and waved his hands repeatedly, continuously releasing dimensional slashes, which attacked Yuslag from all angles like ghosts. While dealing with the frontal attack of the frost dragon, Yuslag had to distract himself to avoid these tricky dimensional slashes, and for a while he was a little overwhelmed.

The seriously injured Qilin could only retreat to the side to rest helplessly. It looked at the battlefield with unwilling eyes, its heart full of anxiety, but it was powerless.

Fish Slag's water skills were released continuously like a surging wave, but for the Frost Dragon, which was naturally immune to water, these skills could not pose any substantial threat. The Frost Dragon was not damaged at all by Fish Slag's attack, but became more and more courageous.

As time went by, the Fish Slag, which had originally had an advantage in strength, began to decline. Its attack rhythm was gradually disrupted, and its movements were no longer as sharp as before. Zhang Deshuai and the Frost Dragon cooperated more and more tacitly, hitting Fish Slag again and again. Some wounds gradually appeared on Fish Slag's body, and it began to become impatient and tried to get rid of this passive situation, but Zhang Deshuai and the Frost Dragon did not give it any chance and continued to suppress it tightly. The situation on the battlefield began to develop in a direction that was favorable to Zhang Deshuai and his men. Fish Slag fell into an unprecedented passive situation, and its originally invincible momentum gradually declined.

As the battle continued, fierce collisions continued. Although Fish Slag was powerful, under the close cooperation and continuous attacks of Zhang Deshuai and the Frost Dragon, the wounds on its body became more and more like spider webs. Each wound oozed blood, dyeing its body red, making its originally majestic appearance look a little embarrassed.

The Frost Dragon relied on its extremely powerful physique and did not suffer much substantial damage in this fierce battle. Every time its giant claws collided with Fish Slag's double swords, it burst out with amazing power, and the hard dragon scales flashed with a cold light, like an indestructible battle armor.

Just when Zhang Deshuai felt that victory was in sight and he was about to defeat Yuslag completely, something unexpected happened. A glimmer of cunning and determination flashed across Yuslag's eyes, and suddenly he charged forward with lightning speed, dashing towards the nearby lake. He was so fast that he rushed into the lake in the blink of an eye, splashing a large amount of water.

The bewildered Frost Dragon stared at the ripples on the lake, and then turned its huge head to look at Zhang Deshuai, who was also confused. The man and the dragon just stared at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became very strange.

Zhang Deshuai frowned, feeling annoyed. He never expected that Yu Slag would suddenly do this. The fierce battle before seemed to be still before his eyes. The thrilling collisions and the shining skills were full of tension and excitement in every moment. But now, Yu Slag escaped their siege so easily, making their previous efforts seem to be in vain.

The frost dragon let out a low roar, as if expressing its confusion and unwillingness. Its huge body swayed restlessly in place, and its wings flapped from time to time, bringing gusts of wind. Zhang Deshuai gritted his teeth and thought about how to deal with it next, whether to continue chasing Fish Slag into the lake, or to find another way to completely eliminate this powerful enemy. The dust on the battlefield gradually settled, but the outcome of this battle became confusing.

At this time, the frost dragon flapped its huge and powerful wings and slowly flew to the lake. It raised its majestic head and surveyed the sparkling lake, as if it was still worried about the escape of Fish Slag. Looking at the calm lake, it opened its mouth and blew out a breath of icy air. This extremely cold breath gushed out instantly, and after contacting the lake water, it quickly froze the lake surface into a large piece of hard ice. It seemed that only by doing this could it release the anger in its heart. After completing all this, it flapped its wings and flew back as if relieved.

Zhang Deshuai looked at the Frost Dragon and couldn't help but shook his head in amusement. He walked forward, stretched out his hand and gently touched the huge head of the Frost Dragon, and said softly: "Frost, it's okay, it doesn't matter if you run away, there will be another chance in the future." The Frost Dragon seemed to understand Zhang Deshuai's words, blinked in enjoyment, and made a low gurgling sound in its throat.

Afterwards, Zhang Deshuai brought the frost dragon to the fish-headed tribe. It was a mess here, and it was obvious that they had just experienced a fierce battle. Zhang Deshuai began to carefully search in the ruins to see if there were any treasures. After a careful search, he really found a lot of things. He found that the fish-headed people had robbed a lot of human gold coins, which were shining brightly in the sun. Zhang Deshuai excitedly collected these gold coins one by one. After a rough count, there were about 10. He thought to himself that he must give Liya and the others a surprise when he returned.

During the search, Zhang Deshuai accidentally found a rare magic skill book with "magic bread" written on it. He curiously opened the book and learned that this magic can actually make bread with magic. And after eating this kind of bread, you can recover a lot of physical strength, a lot of magic power, and even recover from injuries. This is really a magical magic skill. Zhang Deshuai was overjoyed and started to learn it immediately.

Soon, he mastered this magic skill. Zhang Deshuai couldn't wait to chant the spell, and saw a piece of magic bread emitting strange light slowly appear in his hand. He ate the bread without hesitation, and almost instantly, the effect of the magic bread began to show. His originally exhausted body gradually regained vitality, and the exhausted magic power began to emerge like a spring. Even some of the originally inconspicuous small wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zhang Deshuai felt the changes in his body, and his heart was full of amazement and joy. He knew that with this magical magic skill, he would be more comfortable in future adventures.

Then, Zhang Deshuai was filled with curiosity and anticipation, and he decided to make another piece of magic bread to see if it would work on pets or other people. He concentrated and chanted the magical spell, and soon, a piece of magic bread emitting a unique glow and an alluring aroma appeared in his hands again.

Zhang Deshuai took the magic bread and slowly walked towards the Qilin who was recuperating nearby. Qilin was lying weakly on the ground, bleeding from the wounds on his body, and his eyes revealed pain and fatigue. Zhang Deshuai gently handed the magic bread to Qilin, who seemed to sense the extraordinary nature of the bread. He raised his head slightly, sniffed it, and then opened his mouth to eat the bread.

At the moment when Qilin swallowed the magic bread, a miracle happened. The wound that was still bleeding, as if it was cast by some magical magic, the bleeding speed quickly slowed down, and then stopped bleeding almost in the blink of an eye. Qilin's body seemed to be injected with a strong vitality, and its physical strength began to recover like a tide. Qilin's head, which had been drooping, slowly raised up, and his eyes gradually became bright.

Not long after, Qilin struggled to stand up. Although it was still a little sluggish and its wounds had not completely healed, it was much better than before. It shook its body gently, and its originally dull scales began to glow again. Zhang Deshuai widened his eyes and looked at everything in disbelief. He was more and more shocked by the magical effect of the magic bread. He knew that this magic bread was simply a priceless treasure. It could save lives and restore strength at critical moments. Qilin looked at Zhang Deshuai gratefully, and then tried to walk a few steps. Although his steps were still a little staggering, he had obviously shown signs of improvement. The air around him seemed to be full of vitality and hope because of the magical effect of the magic bread.