C63 He Stopped at the Silver Trial

Black Treasure was completely dazed, his claws flailing wildly as he spewed dragon breath in all directions. A vicious swipe of the red dragon's tail struck him in the abdomen, eliciting a piercing wail from Black Treasure. His body plummeted to the ground, shedding copious amounts of blood mid-fall. The impact created a massive crater, burying him in the earth.

The red dragon descended in a dive, halting roughly fifty meters above the ground. Its eyes gleamed with scorn as it gazed down imperiously at Black Treasure, now entombed in dirt. Seconds ticked by before the ground trembled, and Black Treasure burst forth, his scales stained with blood and loosened from the assault. Mud mixed with blood clung to the corners of his mouth and nostrils.

With only a minute and a half remaining, victory seemed impossible. Yet, for Black Treasure, endurance equated to triumph. Despite the brutal beating, his eyes blazed with undiminished combativeness. He let out a defiant roar and unleashed a blast of dragon breath at the red dragon soaring above.

Black Treasure took to the skies once more, launching another assault. The red dragon met the incoming breath with a contemptuous burst of flame, evaporating Black Treasure's attack on contact. Black Treasure's flames were formidable, but his ace was his acid. The red dragon's inherited talent was a fiery breath, and with the advantage of being First Rank, Black Treasure's offense posed no threat.

Each time Black Treasure was knocked back, he charged again, knowing full well the futility of his efforts. The red dragon hovered aloft, seemingly savoring this one-sided battle.

Zhang Xing felt a sense of helplessness; he couldn't intervene, and the rules of the system forbade it. This simulated red dragon, though not real, exhibited its traits vividly. It reveled in toying with those weaker than itself, adopting an air of arrogance.

By rank, a Fifth Rank Giant Dragon paralleled a High-Level Battlemaster and a Senior Magic Scholar. Yet, in terms of true might, it far surpassed them—some dragons even by two whole grades.

Magicians are categorized into three levels, as are magic instructors. Following that hierarchy are the magic instructor, Great Magister, and Devil Emperor.

Zhang Xing had reached the status of an Advanced Warrior. The next ranks included Battlemaster, Combat Soul, Combat King, and War Emperor.

The combat prowess of a Fifth Rank red dragon was now on par with that of a magic instructor and a Combat Soul.

Even with Zhang Xing and Hei Bao teaming up, it was doubtful they could overcome the red dragon.

As such, the challenge presented by the Silver Trial was considerable.

Regardless of the type, once a dragon matures from a hatchling to a juvenile, it begins seeking out formidable adversaries to test its mettle.

Additionally, these young dragons traverse the globe seeking the wisdom of their dragon race elders, eager to learn from their experience.

The five-minute trial period came to an end.

"Ding! Trial failed, please continue to strive."

The red dragon vanished into the clouds above, and the Stadium reverted to its initial setup.

Hei Bao, having transformed into human form, lay on the ground, utterly still.

Approaching, Zhang Xing could barely recognize him; Hei Bao's head, already larger than that of an average person, had swollen to three times its size.

His body was marred beyond recognition, a ghastly sight indeed.

Yet, Hei Bao's spirit remained undeterred. His large, dark eyes still burned with a desire to battle once more.

"Hei Bao, you did well. Heal up and get ready for the next challenge!"

Zhang Xing accessed the System Store and purchased a sacred elixir to heal Hei Bao's wounds.

After administering the medicine, it wasn't long before Hei Bao was back on his feet, his formidable regenerative abilities at work.