Chapter 90 The Red Scale Road (Part 3)

The afterglow of the setting sun could no longer shine into the valley. The Dragon Valley was filled with shadows, and the dragons were flying in the darkness, making noisy hisses.

Mantou's movements became more and more skilled, almost forming muscle memory. He climbed up the steep rock wall and soon found the dragon that was almost exhausted again.

"Ahhh——"

The dragon saw that this difficult human was coming again, and immediately let out a strenuous hiss, flapping its wings to leave. But its physical strength was too much, and even taking off seemed difficult.

"Can I still let you run away?"

"Hehehe, don't struggle, just let me ride on you."

Mantou had a wretched smile on his face, and the lasso in his hand was like an automatic tracking, accurately wrapped around the slender neck of the two-legged dragon.

"Ahhh..."

This time, the two-legged dragon did not spend too much energy struggling, but just let out a wail, and Mantou was able to pull it tight and stretch it, and rode on its back with ease.

If it weren't for the protection of its scales, the dragon's neck would have been bruised.

"Okay, okay."

"Another day of riding a dragon."

Mantou patted the dragon's neck, then took out the spray and sprayed it on its head.

The wyvern slowly stretched its wings and tried to glide in the air, but soon it couldn't hold on and landed on the ground with a bang.

"Ah--"

The wyvern used up its last bit of strength, raised its head and let out a long roar, then lowered its head and stopped struggling in vain.

The human on its back made the half-grown wyvern, which was still in its growth stage, feel desperate. For three whole days, the human tried to ride on its back, and no matter how many times he was thrown off, he would come back.

There was even one time when the human fell from a height of 100 meters to the ground and turned into a puddle of meat sauce. It thought it had finally escaped this torment.

But it never thought that in just half a day, the human returned to the valley unscathed and full of energy, and lassoed it again and tried to ride on it.

This almost made him doubt his dragon life.

"Damn, it worked!"

Seeing the two-legged flying dragon bowing its head, Mantou was immediately surprised and felt extremely happy. He had been trying here day and night for three days and finally succeeded.

He tried to touch the flying dragon's head. This time it did not bite or even neigh, but just put on a posture of letting you pick it.

Maybe it was bored, or maybe it really surrendered.

Mantou felt the touch of the flying dragon's scales, felt its pulse and breathing, and felt a kind of joy after suffering.

He looked at the two-legged flying dragon that was so tired that it closed its eyes and lay on the ground, and said to it:

"Should I give you a name..."

"Wife?"

"No, it seems a bit vulgar, and you seem to be a male."

"Big dragon? It seems a bit rough."

"Since my name is Mantou, then call you... Noodles, anyway, you have such a thin and long neck."

Mantou patted the top of the flying dragon's head happily.

"Noodles!"

"Ah..."

The wyvern slightly raised its head and made a weak response. It seemed that it was indeed annoyed, but also surrendered. The two were not contradictory.

"Mantou, what a crappy name you gave it!"

Singo landed on the wyvern.

He had tamed it the next day. According to him, he communicated with it in the dragon language that he had stolen from the kobolds. Mantou was skeptical about this.

Mantou protested: "Noodles, what a good meaning, don't you look at the name you gave it."

Singo said proudly: "My mount is called Feilong, it's original, what's the problem? Look, Xiaozhi is also named Pikachu, not some crappy name like Mantou and Baozi."

Mantou yelled: "Don't make excuses for your bad name, Singo."

Singo ignored him and said to Alger who was supervising on the side: "Instructor Alger, we have completed the trial, can we advance?"

Mantou touched Feilong's neck and said excitedly: "Red Scale Conqueror, start!"

"Okay."

"You really make me feel...unexpected."

Alger, who has always been taciturn, couldn't help but sigh. This kind of talent can no longer be said to be rare in the world, it is simply beyond common sense.

"Eagle!"

Alger called softly.

The dragon vein giant eagle with a wingspan of nearly ten meters cast a huge shadow, and then fell from the sky, causing the two to envy.

Alger skillfully turned over and mounted the dragon eagle. Even without being told, the eagle flapped its wings and flew away.

He said without looking back:

"Follow me, I will take you to see the master and complete the advancement ceremony."

Singo followed closely on the wyvern.

"Wyvern, let's go."

The wyvern seemed to know what was going to happen. It raised its head and whistled excitedly, flapping its wings and following closely.

Singo used this to persuade the dragons to surrender. After becoming a red-scale conqueror, it could also receive the precious blood gift and gain the same powerful power as their leader.

But at this critical moment, Mantou's "noodles" shrank. It just lifted its wings weakly to show that it was too tired to fly.

Mantou slapped the side of Noodles' neck, feeling like crying but without tears, and even suspected that it was deliberately taking revenge:

"No, Noodles, you should get up."

"If you don't fly, they will leave!"

"Noodles" seemed to be annoyed by the shouting and let out a hoarse roar.

It flapped its wings with great effort and finally rose into the air. It flew unsteadily, causing the steamed bun on its back to feel bumpy.

The two men were already far away.

"Wait for me--"

"Why don't you show some sympathy for the newbies on the road--"

Steamed bun rode on the bumpy flying dragon and shouted from a distance.

Their movements also attracted the attention of many followers, especially when they saw the humans on the dragon's back, they felt as if they had seen a ghost and were unbelievable.

On the Rock Fortress, a hobgoblin garrison patted his colleague on the shoulder and pointed to the sky.

"Look!"

"What is that?"

"It's just a flying dragon - no, there's a human riding on its back!"

"He, they actually succeeded?"

The hobgoblin garrison spread his palm to his colleague: "I won, 100 copper coins."

Another hobgoblin garrison cursed: "Is the market open? You're asking me for money, get out of here!"

But then, the hobgoblin garrison looked at the human riding on the flying dragon with envy, muttering to himself: "These two humans are going to soar to the sky."

"Who said it wasn't? Commander Doro sent six confidants to participate in the trial before, but four died and two escaped, which made Director Trump laugh at them for a long time."

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect these manic beasts to be ridden by people."

"Yeah, I thought their brains were filled with mucus."