Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1971 - 1960: A Mantis Blocking a Chariot

The debris in the air seemed to be pushed by acceleration, falling to the ground like raindrops.The whistling sound of breaking through the air was constant, and somehow pleasing to the ears.

Seeing the dense holes suddenly appearing on the ground, Ning Fan was well aware that these were caused by the debris.

Being within the range of the falling debris, Ning Fan naturally shared the same fate.

The pressure he just felt on his shoulder was indeed from the impact of the debris.

Yet, this force, several times stronger than a bullet, posed no trouble for Ning Fan. The debris shattered against his body surface upon impact.

"This Black Dragon seems stronger than before."

A fleeting question crossed his mind as Ning Fan suddenly found his vision clearing, and before him was a terrifying dragon head.

The Black Dragon was revived, its intact scarlet eyes fixating on Ning Fan, with strands of saliva dripping from its razor-sharp mouth, sizzling as it hit the ground.

"Want to eat me? Not sure if your teeth are up to the task."

Ning Fan's lips curled into a cold smile as he faced those lensed pupils without a hint of fear.

Seeing Ning Fan's unwavering gaze, a flicker of anger flashed in the Black Dragon's eyes, and it shrieked, "Ga ga... Damn bug, you didn't expect my Orlan Valley to..."

Hearing the familiar opening, Ning Fan snorted, "Enough with the nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight."

The names of the Western Dragon Clan are like the bound foot cloth of an old lady, downright foul and lengthy,

During a previous encounter when the Black Dragon was waiting to die, it introduced its full name,

But Ning Fan didn't listen to the end, and barely managed to reach over seventy words before interrupting impatiently.

Having experienced it once, Ning Fan refused to engage in such idle talk this time.

Displeased by the interruption, the Black Dragon roared in anger, "You damned bug, you should maintain reverence for the Divine Spirits."

"Nonsense Divine Spirits! Without me, this lizard would still be a heap."

Recalling that he was solely responsible for the Black Dragon's revival, Ning Fan grew increasingly irritated, "Talk about turning on a dime without a trace of gratitude."

"You damned bug, I will devour you!"

The Black Dragon's nostrils spewed two columns of fire, transforming into a black line as it charged forward without its wings moving.

"Such speed!"

Ning Fan was startled but undeterred.

If the Black Dragon could break through spatial barriers, that would be another matter.

At this moment, the Black Dragon appeared like a supersonic fighter jet, shifting from extreme stillness to action as a milky-white sonic boom cloud appeared.

In the blink of an eye, it spanned the distance towards Ning Fan.

Though the Black Dragon was remarkably fast, Ning Fan still had time to dodge—he simply chose not to.

"Now, let's see how strong this new body truly is!"

This was not a reckless test; Ning Fan's body, capable of withstanding divine-level Forbidden Spells without damage, gave him the courage to confront the Black Dragon head-on.

In the previous battle, Ning Fan had been like a fleeing fly, prompting the Black Dragon to forcefully cast Forbidden Spells despite being in poor condition.

Having suffered this loss, the Black Dragon held something back in terms of speed this time.

As it closed in on Ning Fan, the Black Dragon suddenly accelerated, unleashing a more massive sonic boom cloud behind it.

The sudden change in speed aimed to catch Ning Fan off guard, denying him any escape opportunity.

"What a cunning Black Dragon."

Ning Fan sneered in disdain; he had never intended to flee.

"You damned bug, you're finished this time."

Seeing Ning Fan unmoving, transfixed in place, the Black Dragon's eyes glowed brighter red, already envisioning Ning Fan becoming a mass of flesh.

Right then, the Black Dragon noticed its speed slowing, with its body tilting forward.

If not for its instinctive tail strike to rebalance, it would have already collapsed.

Before understanding the sudden change, a piercing pain radiated from its abdomen throughout its entire being.

The intense pain made the Black Dragon roar in fury.

A chilling voice pierced through the roaring, directly reaching the Black Dragon's ears.

"Big lizard, you're nothing special."

"You... are not dead."

Surprised, the Black Dragon retorted, then looked down to see the bug still alive, standing defiantly before it.

If the Black Dragon had studied Huaxia culture, he would remember a phrase—"an ant trying to topple a tree."

But knowing this would be futile, as the bug in its eyes was not overestimating itself.

"Could it be this bug..."

Fearful of digging deeper, the Black Dragon noticed two of its abdominal scales thoroughly shattered.

Compared to the monolithic Black Dragon, Ning Fan certainly seemed insignificant, his height merely reaching above the dragon's belly.

This was due to the Western Dragon Clan's shorter legs, and if converted to human proportions, Ning Fan would need to jump to even reach that spot.

In this power struggle, the immense size disparity between them seemed to settle the outcome before the match had even begun, to anyone's viewpoint.

In truth, not even Ning Fan anticipated he could halt this rapidly advancing mass.

His initial assumption was to be dramatically launched, or have his legs carve deep trenches into the earth like a plow.

Never did he imagine he'd stop this Barbaric Dragon dead in its tracks.

"Of course, I'm not dead."

Ning Fan sneered, "What of your origins from the Divine Realm, you're still a waste, inferior to me, a mortal."

"Damn it..."

Before finishing, the Black Dragon barely exerted force, its massive form drifted backward, distancing itself from Ning Fan.

At this point, the Black Dragon finally began to regard this bug seriously.

The reason it held such a grudge against Ning Fan wasn't just for the destruction of its left eye but mostly because...

...much like a fly buzzing around on a hot day, driving you mad yet just beyond reach.

In the Black Dragon's eyes, Ning Fan was that fly,

Already violent by nature, the Black Dragon resorted to Forbidden Spells after several failed attempts to hit Ning Fan directly.

The use of Forbidden Spells was a necessary decision for the Black Dragon.

Despite the Western Dragon Clan's mastery of magic, their primary attack means was Dragon Flame.

Dragon Flame equates to a natural skill of the Western Dragon Clan; the higher the cultivation, the more powerful the Dragon Flame and with less magic power cost.

The Western Dragon Clan preferred using Dragon Flame due to its efficiency.

But the clan's most efficient killing technique was their physical body.

With massive size, high physical and magical resistance, lightning-fast speeds, and powerful regenerative abilities...

Under their racial prowess, if wishing to kill, the Western Dragon Clan merely needed to charge the adversary.

Dragon Flame could be nullified by magic power, but the sheer impact was unavoidable, demanding one to withstand it directly.