Breeding Dragons From Today

"Huff, huff, huff—"

Looking at this peculiar opponent in front of him, Joelson began to pant heavily.

The opponent in front of him was the same.

He discovered it.

This "Joelson," whether it was his strength, his moves, or the timing of his attacks.

They were all exactly the same as him!

This meant that it was almost impossible for him to defeat this opponent!

After all, both sides were the same in terms of strength and other aspects.

However!

The gaze that Joelson looked at the opponent in front of him focused.

He still discovered one weakness of this "Joelson"!

That was that this "Joelson" did not have the ability to grow!

No matter how much time passed, this "Joelson"'s strength would not change.

It would only be the same as when he first entered this place.

But he was different!

As long as he had a breakthrough in the battle, he would be able to defeat this opponent!

This was also the reason why he did not enter the Ancient Dragon God state, nor did he use the sword of slaughter to defeat his opponent in the first instance!

He wanted to use this "Joelson" as his whetstone!

At this moment.

"Joelson" rushed up again.

Bang!

A loud sound echoed in the empty field again.

Joelson stared at his opponent with a strange look in his eyes.

The two of them kept colliding fists with each other.

The two of them had already done such a thing just now. It was a draw without a winner.

But this "Joelson" chose to use the same move again.

It seemed that this "Joelson" also had some mental problems.

Joelson shook his head, this opponent was no longer his opponent.

In a short time, he had already surpassed himself.

Or, in terms of real strength, he did not break through, but in the battle with this "Joelson," he had already discovered his own shortcomings.

But this "Joelson" couldn't do that.

So he had already won.

Joelson slightly raised his right hand and pointed an index finger at his opponent.

A dark golden molten metal shot toward his opponent.

The opponent's face was calm. He didn't feel troubled by the sudden change.

He dodged to the side.

At the same time, he pointed his right index finger at Joelson and responded with the same move.

Joelson wasn't surprised by this result.

If the arcane molten metal could defeat this "Joelson"...

He would have died at the hands of Wilfrid or Gladstone.

Even if this "Joelson" had a mental defect that he couldn't learn.

In terms of strength, it was enough to tie with Gladstone.

If Gladstone was here, he would probably die of anger.

One of Joelson's clones with a mental defect actually had the same strength as him?

The metal lava shot over.

Joelson also dodged to the side and shot out another dark golden ray.

The scene from before was repeated.

The opponent dodged to the side and then responded with the same move.

However, this time, when he saw this scene, Joelson did not dodge. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile.

When "Joelson" saw that his opponent, who was the same as him, did not dodge, his expression immediately became strange. However, it only took a moment for him to regain his calm.

He only saw Joelson slightly raise both of his hands in the face of the incoming metal lava.

One of his hands was pushed in front of him, forming a transparent barrier.

The other hand was raised high into the sky, and he waved it down gently.

Seeing his opponent's strange actions, "Joelson" suddenly thought of something and looked up.

He saw countless black and red flames lighting up in the sky, in this space where there was no sun or moon.

It was as if stars were embellishing the night sky.

Soon, the countless black and red flames in the sky started to expand.

However, "Joelson" didn't have any intention of appreciating it. Instead, he raised his right hand and tried to use the same move.

This time, the result was out of his expectations.

The strength between the two of them was quite different. This time, the flames that he condensed were swallowed by the expanding flames in the sky before they took shape.

After the black-red flame that Joelson condensed swallowed his opponent's flame, it expanded again and became even bigger.

Even Joelson himself didn't condense such a huge meteor shower.

After all, this move was mainly because of the number of meteors, not the size of a single flame.

But this time, it was different.

The meteor shower not only had many meteors, but each one was huge.

If it was a meteor before, then it should be a meteor now!

Looking at the black-red flames in the sky, Joelson nodded in satisfaction.

Although this opponent had copied his strength, he did not have the ability to learn and improve. It was not enough to just copy his battle consciousness.

Such an opponent could be said to be doomed to failure.

After all, with the same strength and the ability to break through in battle, it was not surprising to win.

Perhaps only those who panicked when they saw themselves would lose to such an opponent.

However, it was not the case for him, Joelson.

Soon, countless black and red meteors fell from the sky.

They smashed toward Joelson.

Seeing this scene, Joelson's face could not help but change. His gaze became solemn.

Waving his hand, more than ten transparent barriers surrounded him.

They were like eggshells, one after the other, wrapping around each other.

Boom!

The sounds of collision, impact, and explosions reverberated in space.

Looking at the explosions, Joelson revealed a trace of curiosity.

He didn't know how much power this strengthened arcane meteor shower had, or what kind of effects it could produce.

After a long time.

The explosions stopped and the flames slowly dispersed.

Only the area around "Joelson" could be seen.

More than ten barriers had been broken. They looked like broken eggshells.

Crack!

With a sound, the barriers were completely broken and slowly disappeared into the void.

"Joelson" inside the barriers looked a little embarrassed, but he didn't take much damage.

Joelson was not surprised. After all, he had the same strength as him.

Without giving his opponent any time to react, Joelson raised his hand again.

Boom!

One after another, spells bombarded his opponent like raindrops.

At the same time, there was an extremely exquisite coordination between magic and sorcery, not giving his opponent any breathing space.

Under such a dense bombardment, not to mention fighting back, even self-preservation was very difficult for "Joelson."

The situation was completely reversed after that.

Although the two of them had the same strength, after a short period of contact and probing, Joelson had completely taken control of the situation.

He only needed to continue to maintain this way.

The opponent's failure was already destined.