The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

"Huh?" Gongyang Xinghan swallowed what was in his mouth: "Who is so brave?"

"An idiot named Fikara." The Golden Dragon King was very interested in this human being, because he seemed to be ignored by Fikara. The first two at least clearly stipulated that he should not be taken to play, and this one was not written.

"Fikara?" Gongyang Xinghan flipped through the battle post, on which was written the name of "Fikara. Abdullah".

"Where is this person from...?" The name looks a bit like a Middle Eastern person.

"It's not anywhere, it's an independent great magister." The Golden Dragon King had done his homework, and asked Jie Shibang to go out to inquire all morning, and finally inquired comprehensively.

"Oh, self-employed!" Gongyang Xinghan put down the post and continued to eat.

Jissbon had finished eating, he swallowed while wiping his mouth, and then reminded Ram Xinghan: "I'll wait for you in the No. [-] arena in the afternoon."

"Got it, got it." Gongyang Xinghan has gone from the excitement of the duel at the beginning to the impatient duel now, and he has no passion after being worn down.

After the meal, the Golden Dragon King insisted on letting Gongyang Xinghan take a rest to digest his food, or take a nap.

"No, I'm waiting for a fight outside, why take a nap?" Gongyang Xinghan didn't want to sleep, he slept in the morning and went back to the cage, so he can skip the nap.

After feeding the little dragon cubs with water and keeping them in the space, he took his Golden Dragon King to the arena.

At this time, the big arena is once again crowded with people. In fact, experts from many countries are "competing" in other arenas. The purpose is to show off the high-end military power of their own country, and secondly, to intimidate.

But although every game is full, there is absolutely no one like Abraham who just finished the "discussion" yesterday and will "discuss" again today.

Whether it is a magician or a warrior, they all need to rest. After a sparring session, it will take time to recover their insights and experience, as well as the consumed magic power and fighting spirit. At their level, when they are sparring, a little Every little detail determines their success or failure.

Some people even make a rigid rule that they accept a sparring session every three days.

And Fikara dared to directly challenge Abraham, but he was just bullying that Abraham was a newcomer and didn't understand the twists and turns.

When they arrived, the Grand Duke of Moscow also came, and the old man was also a person who could discuss, so he stipulated that he would do everything for five days.

There are too few people who can compete with him, so despite the long time, there are not many people who can really compete with him.

When I heard about Abraham this time, I ran here immediately.

"Why are you so stupid? Why did you agree?" The old man hurriedly told him some unspoken rules of the sparring: "He is bullying you for not knowing anything! Or is he looking down on me, old man?"

Abraham is his nominal student after all, but Fikara is a god of law, bullying the small with the big, what is he going to do?

"Very good, Dharma God!" Gongyang Xinghan looked yearning: "I haven't beaten Dharma God yet."

"What are you talking about in your sleep, boy?" The old man was furious: "What do you think is a god of law? There are only a few in the whole continent! Do you know what kind of god of law he is?"

Gongyang Xinghan shook his head honestly.

"He is a god of poison." The old man deliberately lowered his voice and said, "It's not that the countries in the mainland have never thought of recruiting him, but because of his research, he always likes those poisons, and he also likes live experiments. Who can bear it? If he didn't dare to go too far, the Holy See would definitely not tolerate him!"

Because of this, this guy got poison magic all over himself because he was looking for poison everywhere, so that his strength increased greatly but his character was not very good.

Similarly, he has very few students, and the behavior of the students is even worse, because few people practice poison magic, and it is too remote, basically there are few poisonous talents, and some of them are let him accept down.

Although he is a god of law, he lives in a swamp filled with poisonous gas, and there are no people living there for thousands of miles.

Gongyang Xinghan listened very attentively, Ouyang Feng from another world, right?

"Poison type..." Gongyang Xinghan yearned a little, he is a magician of all types, including poison type of course.

The more he came into contact with magic, the more he knew that an outsider would not be able to understand this world. He was also very grateful to the Golden Dragon King for asking him not to reveal his identity.

Now his three-line magic is enough to attract attention. If people know that he is a magician of all lines, or a magician... the whole continent will probably go crazy.

Whether the whole continent is crazy or not, I don't know now, but the old man is going crazy now, because the Golden Dragon King said that he is going to end.

"I think... I should remind Fikara that his head is poisoned." The old man walked away silently.

Of course, it was impossible for him to remind the poison god, although his cultivation was higher than him, the old man looked down on him.

Besides, the old man felt that he would soon be promoted to the god of law, and he could feel his mood loosen.

He went to the casino and directly beat Abraham to win.

Here, after the old man left, the little fat man took the time to sneak in: "The casino doesn't dare to make a fuss now, but your opponent is the poison magic god! So your odds are one to three, the magic god It's one to two."

"Press me to win!" Gongyang Xinghan said directly: "Beat more."

"Understood!" The little fat man has already made up with Abraham, and hangs out with Tulong Rand every day. The little fat man loves to eat. He used to have no money and couldn't afford too good food, but now he earns a lot with Ram Xinghan. Naturally, he was not soft-hearted, and even Rand ate a lot with Zhanguang.

And Rand has a big appetite!

Rand cleaned everything the little fat man couldn't eat, and the relationship between one person and one dragon developed by leaps and bounds.

After the little fat man left, Jie Shibang came in. He was going to investigate the poison god, and his face gloated when he came in: "I asked, His Majesty the Emperor of the Alpha Empire ordered him behind the scenes. I gave the other party a high-level poisonous magic item, I don’t know what it is, it should be very precious, otherwise it won’t impress a Dharma God.”

"Why are they doing this?" Gongyang Xinghan felt that this was simply trying to die.

Really, speaking of their grievances...it doesn't seem to be very big, why can't they let it go?

Do you have to come up with something to be reconciled?

"It's for the honor of the Alpha Empire." Jie Shibang could understand the emperor's mood very well: "You and the Golden Dragon King both threw their face on the ground and stomped on it. If he doesn't get it back, the future How can you hold your head up in front of the vassal state and the other three families that are also part of the empire?"

This is a matter of Dao's reputation, and the Alpha Empire doesn't insist on Abraham's life. Of course, they don't want to afford it either. They just want Abraham to lower his head, or make friends with them.

But Abraham was just as ignorant of the world, so he didn't give a step down. Even Binglong and Xiaohan kept their empire at a respectful distance.

Yes, the Alpha Empire did something unethical at the beginning, but then Abraham's slap in the face was also very sharp!

"I want to save face and suffer." Gongyang Xinghan curled his lips. He didn't know much about this kind of thing. A big country, especially such a big empire, he would not allow himself to be weak. Once he became weak, he might never stand up again. Can't get up.

That's why I tried every means to calculate myself.

"After the discussion this time, you can go to the Magic Guild again to see if you can come back from the test of a Dharma god?" Jie Shibang said casually: "In this case, it will save a lot of trouble."

"Oh, think about it!" Gongyang Xinghan was noncommittal.

What he was thinking was that if he couldn't use magic for a while, would he have to beat him with a stick?

In fact, magic is very lethal, but it's not as cool as hitting the flesh with a stick directly!

He still remembered the person he beat with a stick when he was in Amy's capital, it was quite... cool!

It may be because he has been with the dragon for a long time, or it may be that he is really a "gift of the dragon god". No one knows that his strength has also increased a lot.

Of course, you can't compare with giant dragons, but compared with ordinary people, even high-level fighters, you can stabilize the opponent.

When he was with the Golden Dragon King and the others, no one noticed his strength, because the giant dragons were so powerful that the dragon knights had a little misunderstanding and comparison of "strength".

Who can be like a dragon?

Don't look at the twittering of the hot girl, if you really start to fight, Gongyang Xinghan may not necessarily lose to her.

Gongyang Xinghan answered casually, but it made Jie Shibang tremble in private. A 25-year-old great wizard is shocking enough, but Abraham is a 25-year-old magician!

Even the fleshly body of the God of Light may not be able to do this.

According to the records in the Holy See, the God of Light was promoted to become the God of Law at the age of 35, and Abraham was only 25 years old!

Now he understood a little bit why his grandfather insisted on letting him receive these people, especially to take good care of Abraham and the Golden Dragon King.

There has never been a dragon king knight on the mainland. Is this the benefit of signing a contract with the dragon king?

He had no choice but to find an excuse to go out and pick some fruits to come in, and quickly informed his grandfather that he would not offend this genius.

Everyone knew what he was going to do, but everyone didn't see it, Jie Shibang was a good person, and he was really kind to them, and most of the time, some of the things Jie Shibang did in private were for them Intend.

Gongyang Xinghan had already made preparations. His clothes were still the same, but without the magic ornaments and scrolls, what he was wearing today was a horse riding outfit, or in other words, a dragon riding outfit.

Boots, breeches, a small white shirt and a small black vest, and gloves that are the same color as the boots and reach down to the arms... Ram Xinghan thinks he is so handsome!

The Golden Dragon King gave him a baseball bat in a way that spoiled his image.

"This thing... where did you get it?" Gongyang Xinghan was excited!

The Golden Dragon King was puzzled: "Didn't you say that? This thing hurts a lot, so I made one for you. I used the Ashley gold I found myself. The pure gold one is too heavy for you to handle. "

Gongyang Xinghan's excited expression froze on his face.

On the other side, Fikara was also a little nervous: "You mean, the Golden Dragon King is also going to play?"

"Yes, because you didn't say that the Golden Dragon King is not allowed to follow. Besides, Abraham is not only a great wizard, but also a dragon knight. Your theory can be applied to other magicians. He doesn't seem to be good enough, His Excellency the Golden Dragon King will feel that you are contemptuous of him." The visitor spread his hands: "So, you must go all out and use your best things to defeat the Golden Dragon King."

"My fucking specialty is poison magic, which is useless at all!" Fikara growled angrily, "How did you tell me? It's just a little big magician, but you didn't mention him It's the Golden Dragon King knight! Not to mention that the Golden Dragon King will also come! Didn't you say that the Golden Dragon King never ends?"

Why is he so unlucky?

When others were sparring, the Golden Dragon King was watching the excitement from the stands, throwing away hundreds of millions of amethyst coins as soon as he said they would. If he has money, he will be willful. Do you blame us?" The visitor still had a grumpy face.I have seen someone who is heartless, but I have never seen such a heartless person. He is still a god of law. The God of Light is really blind to make him a god of law.

What the person in front of him was thinking, of course Fikara knew clearly, when a poison magic passed, the opponent turned into a puddle of yellow liquid, and finally evaporated, leaving nothing behind, only a faint stench floating in the air, very Almost gone.

After a while, another person came in: "My master said that you were not satisfied last time, so this time I was sent to communicate with you."

Fikara pursed her lips: "Oh, tell me, what is the communication method? I promised in advance that I can't beat the Golden Dragon King."