Chi Shi's words indeed left Fang Er stunned for a moment.
However, upon closer reflection, there seemed to be some logic to it.
Given the Kuafu tribe's "everything is edible" attitude, if they weren't bursting with combat power, they would have likely been wiped out long ago!
Only the truly capable could survive the day-to-day retribution from others, couldn't they?
"Ah..."
"Kuai Boyi, you bastard, go lighter, I'm going to explode!"
"I can't take it anymore..."
"Speak, what do you want? I'll agree to anything!!"
"I'll withdraw my troops right now and stop bothering the Xing Tian tribe, alright!!"
From afar, the miserable howls of Long Yang echoed.
Hiss...
Looking at the scene over there, Fang Er couldn't help but shiver for Long Yang.
Damn, that's violent!
"Bang!!"
Kuai Boyi raised his fist and smashed it onto the contorted dragon's face.
"You want to withdraw now?"
"What were you doing earlier!"
"Dare to plot against the human race, you beast, have you forgotten how the dragon race came to be!"
"Without humans, you'd probably still be living in some other race's gene fragments! You're a disgrace to your ancestors, I'll kill you!"
Long Yang: ...
That was ages ago, what does it have to do with me!
Struggling, Long Yang found all the black dragons around looking at him with sympathy, which filled him with both shame and anger.
The dragon's head turned, glaring at Kuai Boyi.
"Get the hell away from me!"
"Otherwise, I'll risk my hind legs being stomped and broken, and I'll twist yours, believe it or not!"
Perhaps it was his words that worked, as Kuai Boyi stood up with some displeasure.
"Pop..."
A sound like opening a wine bottle echoed, and Long Yang felt a sudden emptiness.
This thought instantly filled him with immense shame.
He quickly struggled and flew up from the ground.
From afar, within the Xing Tian tribe, Fang Er watched Long Yang's rising form and a flicker of doubt crossed his mind.
He turned to Chi Shi and asked.
"Tribal Chief Chi Shi, that guy doesn't have wings, how did he fly?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's like you said before, a special ability?"
Chi Shi shrugged helplessly; it was a question he didn't quite understand either.
Fang Er: ...
Damn it, such a crucial question, and no one in Wan Qu Jie cares about it?
Biomechanics, damn it!
"I'm going to go talk to that black dragon!"
After leaving them with a sentence, Fang Er put on his mech and rushed towards the black dragon and Kuai Boyi.
"Hey, be careful Kuai Boyi doesn't get you!"
Not long after he ran out, he heard Jing Shenxiao's voice from behind.
The content of those words almost made Fang Er trip and fall.
Damn...
He wouldn't dare!
I'll slice him into sashimi and feed him to the dogs!
When Kuai Boyi saw someone running towards them from afar, the eyes under his helmet instantly became lewd.
"Oh, darling, come here, let me have a good..."
"Boom!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was blasted down by Fang Er and rolled down the mountainside.
Putting the several-ton cannon back into the warehouse, Fang Er gave Kuai Boyi the middle finger.
The firing and detonation of the cannonball did not require external oxygen.
Its internal explosives contained both oxidizers and reducers, which could generate the required oxygen during the explosion reaction.
When Fang Er first arrived here and used the B2 to smash the Mang Liu Zi of the Kuafu tribe, the B2 exploded not because its fuel tank burst.
It was the self-destruction of the missiles it carried under the severe impact.
"Yiyiyiya!"
"My lads, take down that fellow on the mountaintop for me!"
"Regardless of whether he's a man or a woman, get him!"
From the mountaintop all the way down to the mountainside, Kuai Boyi finally managed to stop, stood up dizzy, and roared at Fang Er.
The Kuafu tribesmen below looked up towards them.
"As you wish, my father!"
One person stood up, put on his mech, "dropped the savage beast, and charged towards Fang Er.
The person who came was Kuai Boyi's son, Kuai Ri Tian!
However, before he could reach the mountaintop, he was blocked by a mech.
[You dare to bully my man, who gave you the courage!]
Xi Tong said, casually flinging a Caterpillar at him.
"Bang!"
Kuai Ri Tian, caught off guard, was hit squarely.
The two-hundred-ton vehicle directly sent him rolling down the mountain, just like his father.
Upon hearing Xi Tong's voice, Kuai Boyi's flirtatious heart immediately became restless.
But before he could take action, he felt his lower body being violently rammed.
He was knocked down again by his own son...
Father and son rolled down the mountain together...
The scene was quite comical!
On the mountaintop, Fang Er looked up at Long Yang.
The moment he looked, he dodged away as if avoiding a venomous snake.
What the hell!
The lower half of this guy's body...
It was like it was raining!
"Black Dragon King, have you no shame!"
Fang Er pointed at Long Yang in the sky and cursed loudly.
If he got splashed, wouldn't he be disgusted to death!
"Roar! You're courting death!"
Long Yang was instantly enraged. After twisting his body a few times in the air, he swooped straight down towards Fang Er.
He admitted that he couldn't handle Kuai Boyi.
But he absolutely could not tolerate anyone mocking him in such a tone! Those black dragons from his tribe were all watching him from afar!
If he didn't regain the face he lost today, his position as Dragon King would likely be precarious when he returned!
However, this reaction made Fang Er overjoyed.
He was truly afraid that the Black Dragon King would stay in the sky forever, in which case he would have no solution at all.
"Little snake, come on, old man will take you to see the goldfish!"
Fang Er grinned and beckoned to Long Yang.
Although he came from another world, this gesture seemed to be universally understood across the universe.
Long Yang's anger intensified. Before he even reached Fang Er, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm.
"Holy crap! You're cheating!"
Fang Er was truly disgusted this time.
Damn!
The patriarch of the dignified Black Dragon race fights by spitting saliva?
He quickly dodged to the side.
The moment the dragon phlegm brushed past him, Long Yang also arrived, a giant dragon claw fiercely swiping towards Fang Er's face.
"Little dragon, you have successfully angered me!"
A ship anchor appeared in Fang Er's hand, and then he threw it towards Long Yang.
A ship anchor as thick as a thigh, if it were normal times, he might not even be able to throw it three to five meters, but with the enhancement of the mech, it was exceptionally easy to toss.
Long Yang tried to dodge upon seeing this.
But in the next second, a huge fishing net descended from the sky, entangling him tightly.
"Ah, damn it, what is this thing!"
Long Yang howled in panic.
It seemed that in Wan Qu Jie, there was no such thing as a fishing net?
"Wicked dragon, obediently be my mount!"
Fang Er grabbed the dragon's horn, bent down, and stared at Long Yang with a teasing expression.
"You wish!"
Long Yang wanted to cry...
Why did everyone want to ride him?
Was riding dragons so fulfilling?