The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

After shattering the stone with a single punch, the tiger-woman narrowed her eyes at the disheveled Artie, her gaze filled with killing intent. Clearly, she was once again mistaking Artie for the green dragon who was her imaginary enemy.

“Isn’t this the great Ocean Dragon? Why are you in such a sorry state after just a few days?”

“What do you know? Intimate contact with plants is the best training for a Druid. Master is helping me cultivate. I won't need fifteen years; at most, ten, and I'll beat you to a pulp.”

“So powerful? Why don’t we spar now? I think a monk’s fists and feet would also help a Druid’s cultivation, right?”

Gleaming claws extended from her paw pads, and a white aura filled with sharp battle intent swirled around the tiger-woman's slender and graceful body, eventually gathering behind her to form the head of a roaring tiger.

Watching the dragon and tiger facing off, the bear-man smiled and slowly retreated, while the vines binding Artie also quickly followed him.

Artie shook his head and wings, then flapped his wings and flew into the sky.

“Are you ready?”

Faced with Artie's question, the tiger-woman smiled and retorted:

“Are *you* ready?”

Comparing their strengths, the tiger-woman was the one with the advantage.

It was Artie's pathetic performance during their two previous encounters that had created a hint of arrogance in the tiger-woman's heart, an arrogance she herself didn't even realize. And Artie's winning strategy was to exploit the tiger-woman's underestimation of him.

Therefore, after the battle began, Artie immediately spewed a cloud of greenish-yellow acid breath.

Artie didn't care how much damage the acid mist would inflict on the tiger-woman. What mattered was that the acid mist could obscure her vision, buying him time to cast spells.

With Artie’s Druid level, the spells he cast wouldn't have a high attack power, but they were enough to harass and exhaust the tiger-woman, gradually leading her into the trap he had set.

Who knew that the tiger-woman would spin in place, creating a tornado that destroyed the parking lot and dispersed his acid breath. And Artie had only prepared one Entangling Roots spell.

Artie grinned. Was there a possibility that he never intended to defeat the tiger-woman through direct contact? Battles also required brains. It was time to teach this foolish tiger-woman a lesson.

“What if I hide in the sky and don’t come down? Come up here and hit me?”

By simply flapping his wings, Artie could maneuver nimbly in the air. To guard against his sneak attacks from above, the tiger-woman had to remain vigilant at all times, turning her body to follow Artie's movements, making sure never to expose her back.

Such intense concentration would deplete her stamina very quickly.

The tiger-woman decided to break the stalemate, using her tail to hook a piece of the stone she had just shattered with her penetrating force, and launched it at the dragon in the air.

Artie skillfully dodged with a Z-shaped shift. The tiger-woman wanted to knock him down with that tiger-shot? Wishful thinking!

“Artie, this is training. What effect will you get if you keep hiding in the sky? Do you want your teacher to personally guide you?”

Although the bear-man's tone was calm, Artie could hear the infinite threat within.

The tiger-woman was only a small part of the bear-man's goal in facilitating this dragon-tiger battle. The main theme was to get Artie to focus on improving his strength.

Originally, the bear-man was worried that it would overly stimulate the dragon's strong pride, but the scene just now had made him realize the reality. His disciple's skin was already thick enough to resist a 9th-level spell!

Without the tiger-woman stimulating him, he would probably devote himself to subduing familiars and launching an empire-building campaign. Then how would he observe the changes in the Ocean Dragon Druid's cultivation and further advance his own Druid realm?

Although he was already a Legendary Druid, the gap between Legendary and Legendary was no less than the gap between humans and dragons. The bear-man had a pursuit of the Druid path.

If he couldn't observe the Ocean Dragon, then he could only rely on time to gradually balance nature and communicate with the Emerald Dream to improve himself. The bear-man didn't know if he could touch the highest achievement of the Druid path before his lifespan ended.

A Natural Demigod!

The bear-man didn't covet the immortality that a Natural Demigod brought. Druids valued the honor that came with the identity of a Natural Demigod.

Only by understanding the myriad aspects of nature deeply enough and making a great enough contribution to nature could a Druid condense divinity and be promoted to a Natural Demigod.

People had to have dreams. Even though the gap between the bear-man and a Natural Demigod was roughly equivalent to that between a whelp and an ancient dragon, the bear-man felt that he still had hope.

Since the bear-man had spoken, telling him to engage in close combat, Artie had to show something.

Spitting a mouthful of acid mist at the tiger-woman, Artie took the opportunity to drill into the mist and quickly approach her. But he didn't attack with his claws and teeth. Instead, as they passed each other, he used his tail for a lightning-fast hammer strike.

The powerful impact of the dive was released through the tail towards the tiger-woman. To understand the gap between himself and the dragon, the tiger-woman didn't dodge, but chose to take the dragon's tail hammer head-on.

Unsurprisingly, the tiger-woman was directly knocked away by the enormous force.

She, who didn't use her brain, didn't know that Artie's tail hammer from the sky relied not only on Artie's own strength, but also on the acceleration of gravity during the fall.

Therefore, the most powerful melee attack of a dragon wasn't its fangs, claws, or tail hammer, but the crushing attack from its body falling from the sky after its size had grown to a certain extent.

Not only was the range wide, but the lethality was also great.

Artie had been training this tail hammer from the sky all these days, but it couldn't be considered his trump card yet.

Watching the tiger-woman fly out and smash the training ground's equipment into a mess, Artie narrowed his eyes slightly and said with killing intent:

“Tiger-woman, you underestimate me too much. You don't even dodge my attacks. Do you really think my attacks can't hurt you?”

The tiger-woman climbed up, spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood stains from the corner of her mouth, and revealed her claws with excitement:

“As long as there's a battle, injuries are inevitable. But attacks that can't kill me will only make me stronger. Any move won't work twice in front of me.”

Accompanied by a loud tiger roar, Tyra transformed into a phantom and rushed towards Artie, who was staying on the ground. This time, Artie didn't ascend again. Enraged, he cast a wooden armor spell on himself and roared as he charged towards the tiger-woman.

Dragons weren't ordinary creatures. Their bodies could perfectly replicate the combat techniques inherited from their memories. Artie had been studying how to use these techniques to defeat the tiger-woman for the past ten days.

Compared to lizards, D\u0026D dragons were more like felines. The dragon-tiger fight in front of them was more like two big cats fighting, biting with fangs, attacking with claws, and finally sweeping with tails.

Artie had a wing hammer, which was an advantage, but he was slightly inferior to the tiger-woman's hard-studied and instinctive monk techniques.

The attacks of the two constantly created wounds on each other's bodies, and the dragon's combat skills were rapidly turning into Artie's instincts, which made the bear-man nod repeatedly.

Only through battle could inherited memories be transformed into one's own things. The foundation had to be laid during the wyrmling stage, otherwise, even if Artie's strength increased, he could only rely on crushing power and couldn't achieve victory through weakness.

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