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Dragon Duel
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"You will not live past eighteen; this is a life-and-death trial, and you are destined to perish alongside the Dragon Soul!" The old man's authoritative voice thundered from the throne.
"Yes, I have known this for three years; you need not say more," the young man replied, his face as calm as water, as if discussing someone else's fate.
"Since you understand the situation... do you not blame me?!" The old man's voice carried a hint of desolation.
"When I was younger, I did blame you. I blamed your ruthlessness, blaming you for sealing the Dragon Soul of Dragon Duel without regard for your own flesh and blood's future, disregarding the family legacy, leading to the destruction of my Dragon Vein, condemning me to a life of only eighteen years... But as I grew older, I came to understand your difficulties. I realized how rampant Dragon Duel was back then; the Fight of Ten Thousand Dragons filled the skies, with dragon corpses turning into Dragon Mound, blood washing through Longmen without a single opponent. As the leader of Longmen, it was only natural for you to seal that power within me using the True Dragon Bloodline."
The young man smiled lightly, seemingly unfazed by it all, not wanting to burden the old man with unnecessary guilt; after all, he was still his biological father.
"Truly worthy of the Wang family bloodline, Wang Long! I never expected such awareness at your young age; you are indeed a hero, and it brings me great comfort! Tonight at the Dragon Gate Ceremony, I will gather hundreds of thousands from Longmen and personally celebrate your eighteenth birthday. If you wish, you may also die at the hands of this year's strongest opponent and gain the honor of dying in battle. After your death, your achievements will be inscribed on the monument at Dragon Mound to honor our ancestors."
At that moment, Wang Long understood that the elderly figure standing before him, with white hair and a majestic presence, was no longer just his father but the revered leader of Longmen. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and murmur to himself.
"A hero... but I just wanted to be an ordinary person... Is that also a kind of luxury?"
"Forget it; let it be..."
...
As night fell, the entire Long City where Longmen resided erupted in excitement.
Of course, the theme of people's cheers was undoubtedly the annual Dragon Gate Ceremony. The young men approaching adulthood would undergo a bloody baptism to fight for the strongest Dragon Soul.
Logically speaking, sitting high upon the Iron Dragon Throne, Wang Long could easily opt out of this year's Dragon Gate Ceremony. After all...
Almost everyone in Longmen, regardless of age or gender, knew that the only son of the Dragon Head, a young master of noble lineage, sacrificed himself to seal the Dragon Soul for the safety of the hundreds of thousands in Longmen, and would not survive the night.
He could have calmly accepted the call of the Dragon God and died peacefully.
It would have been reasonable for him not to participate in the ceremony.
However, when everyone saw the name Wang Long at the very bottom of the Dragon Ranking, they were all taken aback.
They couldn't understand why this young master Wang Long would go to such lengths to challenge one of the most proud and powerful figures among this year's younger generation.
Under the bright moon, in the large square at the center of Dragon City, a silver-haired and arrogant youth had already defeated dozens of opponents. Behind him, three towering and imposing Dragon Shadows loomed, indicating that he was a young talent who had broken through the third Dragon Vein!
The crowd watching the ceremony occasionally gasped in surprise.
"This young man is incredible; he's even surpassed last year's strongest competitor!"
"Indeed, even the first Dragon Head, recognized as the strongest, was not this formidable during his own Dragon Gate Ceremony!"
"This is good; I think if the Dragon Head's son dies under his dragon might, it wouldn't be a waste of a battle."
With each opponent defeated effortlessly, the Silver-Haired Youth was on a roll. No newcomers dared to challenge him anymore; barring any surprises, he was set to be this year's strongest newcomer on the Dragon Ranking.
"I never expected that Li Family's young man would break through the third Dragon Vein at such a young age. Truly impressive! I think of our four great clans in Longmen—Wang, Li, Zhang, and Liu—where historically our clan has always led in safeguarding the True Dragon Bloodline. Who would have thought... sigh. Are you sure you want to fight him?" The Dragon Head thought to himself as he looked at Wang Long waiting beside the Iron Dragon Throne. After all, they were father and son; it was hard not to feel a twinge of reluctance.
"My mind is made up. You need not worry, Father. The moment my True Dragon Bloodline is severed, my fate is sealed for today. I only hope that after this, you can completely forget me and have more children. With the wonders of the True Dragon Bloodline, they will surely stand tall across all realms!"
Wang Long finished speaking with a bitter smile and silently walked into the arena.
"True Dragon Bloodline... True Dragon Bloodline, it is said to inherit the blood of the True Dragon, allowing one to cultivate any Dragon Arts and strike any Dragon Vein with a thousand miles of power. Yet my True Dragon Bloodline has been severed by your own hands... Father, you have given me only this shell, and now I return it to you, in repayment for the father-son bond."
In the square, the leader of the Dragon Gate Ceremony had been determined, and the official representative of the Dragon Head was presenting awards to the victor.
"In the Year of the Snake, the champion of the Dragon Gate Ceremony, guardian of the Li Family, Li Xinghe, whose martial skills surpass all others, under the command of the Dragon Head, is granted the sixth-grade Flame King Dragon's Dragon Soul. May Li Xinghe advance further and take on the responsibility of guarding the True Dragon Bloodline and protecting Dragon Gate and Dragon City..."
The grant of a sixth-grade Dragon Soul, said to be capable of burning heaven and earth, truly surprised everyone. This clearly demonstrated how much the Dragon Head valued Li Xinghe. Aside from Wang Long's family, who had a hereditary Ninth Rank True Dragon Soul as a treasure for guarding the gate, only the leaders of the four great clans possessed a sixth-grade Dragon Soul.
This enormous surprise was something many people dreamed of, yet Li Xinghe remained humble and respectful. He bowed to the distant Iron Dragon Throne where the Dragon Head sat and said, "I am grateful for your recognition, and I thank you on behalf of the Li Family for your protection. However, I still have an important battle ahead; please allow me to receive the Dragon Soul after my battles are complete!"
As his words fell, the bustling Dragon City fell silent in an instant. Hundreds of thousands of gazes focused on Wang Long, who was dressed in battle attire not far away. This made him halt abruptly, an unprecedented awkwardness and irritation surged within him.
It was because he sensed Li Xinghe's concession towards him!
"Receive the Dragon Soul! I only seek death; I will surely perish today. You have no use for the Dragon Soul and still wish to collect my corpse?" Wang Long roared like never before, his voice tinged with anger yet mixed with a desperate sorrow.
"But young master... you must understand that one dragon equals ten elephants, and one elephant equals ten men. I have now broken through three Dragon Veins, gathering strength comparable to three hundred men within myself. This is inherently unfair to you who cannot cultivate. If you were to gain a Dragon Soul as well..." Li Xinghe said with difficulty.
"Li Xinghe, I know your good intentions, but this may be my Final Battle in this life. I only hope to fight vigorously and die in a fair battle. Your concern for my face instead tramples on my dignity; do you understand?" Wang Long said firmly.
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