A man mistakenly becomes the city lord of the land, conquering all the heavens and myriad worlds.

Although experience takes time to accumulate, at least a foundation has been laid.

With these foundations, their combat effectiveness will rise to a new level.

Chen Hai looked at the victorious dragon warriors and clapped along with the others.

At this moment, Chen Hai noticed that only Shuna, Shion, Izawa Shizue, and Soka were around him, and Torene, who had entrusted him with solving the problem of the Orochi tribe, was not there.

"Where did that tree spirit go?"

Upon hearing this question, Canghua looked toward the northwest side of the village.

"The tree spirit said she's going to patrol the area, so she won't be back for a while."

"Aren't we enough?"

Ziyuan picked up the conversation, her brows furrowing slightly.

"That's not the point."

Chen Hai smiled and brushed it off.

At this moment, Shuna and Izawa Shizue accepted the latest drinks prepared by the beautiful goblins. They were drinks made from fruit, just like fruit wine.

Just as Chen Hai smelled the sweet aroma of fruit, he heard footsteps ahead.

After wiping the sweat from his brow, the dragon warrior who had retreated to the sidelines walked toward the west side of the crowd.

His gaze fell on the other end of the training field.

There was a crimson figure leaning against a tree trunk, arms crossed, expression indifferent.

It's a red pill.

He wasn't wearing armor today, only a dark red martial arts uniform, with his sword at his waist still sheathed, playing the role of a very calm spectator.

The dragon warrior took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed respectfully.

"Lord Benimaru."

Red Maru's gaze fell on the other person.

"Huh? Is something wrong?"

"Although we won the battle against the goblins just now, I think there are still many shortcomings."

The dragon warrior said frankly

"therefore……"

He paused, his voice firm but not provocative.

"I humbly request Lord Benimaru to enlighten me and show me what 'true battle' is."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding soldiers all turned to look.

Some were surprised, some were worried, and some were secretly looking forward to it.

Challenging Benimaru? Even a mere sparring match would be tantamount to inviting humiliation.

Because during this afternoon's training, everyone knew the strength of the Oni race.

Although they were not the first race to be named by Chenhai, but ranked after the goblins and fang wolves, they became exceptionally powerful after receiving a name due to their high potential.

Upon hearing the 'request,' Benimaru quietly observed him, and after a moment, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

"What does it matter if I lose face if I can learn even a little from the strong?"

Dragonmen bowed their heads

"This training is solely for the purpose of becoming stronger."

Upon hearing this, Benimaru moved away from the tree trunk he was leaning against with great interest and stretched his wrists and shoulders.

"Okay. I promise you—but on one condition."

"please say."

"I will not draw my sword."

Red Maru lightly patted the hilt of the sword at her waist.

"I'll spar with you bare-handed. If you can force me to make a move within ten moves, you win."

There was an uproar.

Fighting a wooden gun bare-handed? This is not a concession, but a blatant 'teaching'.

The dragon warriors, however, showed no shame or anger; instead, their eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

"Thank you for your help, sir!"

Lanya, who had previously served as the referee, ran back to the central area.

Immediately afterwards——

With a howl, the competition began.

The dragon warriors did not attack rashly.

He took a deep breath, lowered his center of gravity, held the spear horizontally with the tip trembling slightly, and assumed a posture that seemed inclined to let go.

He knew that underestimating Benimaru would be fatal.

Therefore, instead of attacking, it's better to focus on defense and figure out Benimaru's fighting style.

Seeing this, Cang Hua, a member of the same clan, was extremely surprised.

“In the past… our warriors would charge headlong into the enemy…”

Lizardmen used to be reckless guys.

They always shout for the sake of their race and for victory, and then fight the enemy without having any information.

Things are different now...

After evolving into the dragon race, they became even more cautious.

To put it simply, it means having 'combat intelligence'.

Rather than mindless soldiers.

"This is all thanks to Lord Chenhai."

As Cang Hua thanked him, she held the fruit-flavored pastry she had just received to his lips.

"Please use it, Lord Chenhai."

"Thank you."

"This tastes delicious!"

After Souka finished, Shuna and Shion also chose to recreate it.

"Please have this, Lord Chenhai."

"I have some here too."

Everything was stuffed in front of Chen Hai.

Despite the sweet, cloying scent, Chen Hai remained calm and smiled as he spoke.

"A little later is fine. Now... Miss Shizue, let's have a drink together."

"Drinking? Sure."

Upon hearing this, Jingjiang quickly had someone bring over the brewed wine and cups.

"Then we want some too!"

Zhu Cai and Shion also requested a drink.

Upon hearing this, Chen Hai instructed the two of them.

"You guys better not get drunk."

"You won't get drunk."

Zhu Cai gave an affirmative answer.

Shion raised the corners of her mouth.

"I'm not so sure, I hope Lord Chenhai won't mind my rudeness then~"

You can't just rush up and hug and kiss me, can you?

As Chen Hai was internally complaining, the battlefield changed.

At first, Benimaru stood with his hands behind his back, not moving an inch, only slightly turning his body, as if waiting for the dragon race to make a move.

As a result, the dragon warriors could no longer restrain themselves and took action.

Suddenly, he charged forward, his spear thrusting out swiftly, aiming straight for Hongwan's chest!

The spear tip cut through the wind with such speed that even onlookers paled in astonishment.

The lizardman went out in the morning, met at noon, was given a name and trained by Chen Hai in the afternoon, and underwent a transformation in the evening!

Upon seeing the enemy's attack, Benimaru moved.

Instead of dodging, he reached out with his right hand like an eagle's claw, precisely gripped the front of the gun barrel, and gently pressed down—the encased gun tip immediately deviated from its trajectory.

Before the dragon-human race could change their move, Benimaru's left hand shot out like lightning, pinching the gun barrel between two fingers and twisting it in one smooth motion!

Click! !

The wooden spear was snapped in two by the force of his two fingers!

The dragon-human race was shocked and instinctively retreated, only to see that Red Maru had already closed in on them.

He lightly touched the ground with his left foot, then thrust his right knee upwards like a cannonball, striking Gorm's jaw.

The dragon warrior hastily raised his arm to block, but was struck by a tremendous force, sending him flying backward and crashing heavily onto the sand, kicking up a cloud of dust.

There was silence.

Gorm struggled to his feet, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his arm numb, yet he still gripped the broken gun tightly, his eyes defiant.

Red Maru stood still and said calmly.

"Too reckless."

Upon hearing the assessment, the dragon warrior took a deep breath, lowered his body again, and held the broken spear horizontally in front of him, using the broken spear as two weapons.

After completing their preparations, the dragon warriors charged once more.

The spear swept horizontally, striking Hongwan's waist and ribs.

Red Maru dodged to the side, then slapped Gorm's shoulder with his right hand, using the force to push the dragon warrior forward, causing him to lose his balance.

Instead of pressing his advantage, Benimaru retreated half a step.

"The attack was too direct."

The dragon warriors nodded, panting, and attacked again.

This time, he no longer pursued speed, but instead used defense as a means of offense, trying to wear down Benimaru's attention.

This time, Benimaru's expression changed, as if he was acknowledging the changes made by the dragon warrior.

Then——

The dragon warrior seized the opportunity, suddenly lowered his body, and swept his broken spear across the ground, aiming straight for Red Ball's lower body.

Red Pill had anticipated this all along.

He lightly lifted his left foot, spun on his right foot, and dodged the sweeping attack like a spinning top. At the same time, his right hand, like a knife, gently chopped at Gorm's wrist holding the gun.

Snapped!

A broken piece of gun flew out of his hand and stuck into a sandbag in the distance.

The dragon-human stood frozen in place, breathing rapidly, their entire bodies soaked in sweat.

Red Pill Retracts

“You have indeed improved a lot compared to before. When we first met, I only regarded you as reckless monsters who came with the foolish young master.”