The Mighty Dragon Warrior

Jacob stood in the hotel and watched the young Dragon Guardians firmly surrounding Timothy despite attacks from the dozens of Lewis Martial Arts School disciples. He frowned and shook his head with dissatisfaction. “They are still a little lacking.”

Jerry stood beside Jacob and shrugged. “Sir, from what I can see, the young Dragon Guardians have performed well. Those disciples from Lewis Martial Arts School are aggressive and strong. Furthermore, that man, Timothy, is on the verge of achieving a breakthrough in top-level fighting skills.”

Jacob shook his head. “One should be swift as the wind, quiet as a church mouse, aggressive as raging flame, still as a mountain, stealth as a phantom, and fast as lightning. These are the qualities I set when I formed the young Dragon Guardians. From what I see, they have achieved the first four qualities. However, they are still somewhat lacking in the final two.”

“They just need more training.” Jerry made a minor suggestion upon hearing Jacob’s strict qualities.

“Training won’t get them those qualities.” Jacob’s eyes gleamed with excitement. “Gaining experience through battle is the best way to develop them.”

He remembered how the first three hundred Dragon Guardians faced bloodbaths in a succession of fierce wars before turning into a mighty force that sent fear all

Arts School disciples was useless against the

body. Although he did not wish to, he had no choice but to admit he was naive to think he could avenge Braxton’s death

to fail so badly that he could not

be defeated just

I shouldn’t have

energy from his body to block the relentless

once immense energy decreasing gradually.

Oh no!

sank, and he could not resist exclaiming

punched Timothy’s force field and shattered it. The punch continued to shoot at lightning speed and landed squarely on