Super Dragon Cultivation System

San Tiaolong was immune to the first to fifth grade magic. Whenever he encountered a forbidden spell, he would have to fight according to the situation. Although the Thunderclap Explosion had exceeded the fifth grade of the magic, but it's not really forbidden.    

In everyone's eyes, the sure-kill attack had been easily broken by the three men with a single punch.    

They were so shocked that they couldn't believe their eyes.    

Initially, they thought that sending out these forces to deal with Zhang Xing would be a steady victory, but they had never expected that their biggest hope would fail in the blink of an eye.    

The combat strength of these two men wasn't any weaker than black man's. Was there a mistake? The people around Zhang Xing were so monstrous?    

"Everyone, retreat! Long-range attack! Trap them in the formation!"    

Ou Lu changed his attack strategy.    

The trap array in the courtyard was set up by the Prince's Mansion Master, the Rank 3 spell formation Master. The materials used were the best. The goal was to trap the Black Dragon and kill Zhang Xing.    

After hearing the order, everyone withdrew from the formation and waited outside to attack Zhang Xing and the others.    

However, not long after, a rumbling sound was heard. The formation shook violently, and the light outside the formation disappeared.    

Zhang Xing and the others reappeared in front of everyone.    

"What's going on?"    

"Why is the formation not rotating?"    

Ou Lu looked at Formation Master who was standing beside him.    

"Ou Lu, Prince, the formation... has been crippled!"    

Formation Master said.    

"What? How could it be crippled? How did you set up the formation? Didn't you say that it would be fine to trap a dragon for three to five months?"    

Ou Lu grabbed Formation Master's collar in exasperation, and spittle sprayed onto the other side's face.    

"The formation was broken by that child, not me!"    

Formation Master said with a sad face.    

"Nonsense, you are a Rank 3 spell formation Master, how could you let that be broken in such a short period of time? What method did he use to break it?"    

Ou Lu refused to believe it, and he shook Formation Master's collar with all his might.    

"He... He... I... I don't know what method he used either. I only saw him casually punch the formation, and then the formation was paralyzed."    

Formation Master's mind was already in a daze. He was shaking so hard that he almost threw up. In his eyes, there was nothing wrong with this formation. How could it be crippled by a single punch?    

President Bond chuckled. This trap array was indeed a brilliant formation. Especially the materials used to set up the formation base, all of them were top grade ore ingots.    

The grade of the Rank 3 spell formation had already exceeded the ordinary grade. Even if he wanted to break the formation himself, it would take a lot of time.    

However, Zhang Xing could break it with ease. It seemed as if this kid could not be judged with the eyes of ordinary people. The more bizarre the situation, the more likely it would happen to him.    

He looked at Ou Lu, who was still shaking Formation Master.    

"Are you f * cking speaking nonsense in broad daylight? Can't you say something more bizarre? You even crippled the formation with a punch. I f * cking crippled you with a single punch! "    

"His Royal Highness, what I said is true. How can I dare lie in front of you? That kid obviously has a better understanding of formations than me. If you don't believe me, you can ask President Bond!"    

Formation Master could only patiently explain to the roaring Prince. Otherwise, he might really punch the Emperor. One punch from the Emperor was not a problem of paralysis, it was a 100% chance of death.    

Ou Lu's face froze, and he remembered what the three guild leaders had said when they came.    

He turned to look at President Bond. "Is Zhang Xing really a Rank 3 spell formation Great Master?"    

"Humph! Third Level? Zhang Xing already has the strength of a Fourth Grade Formation Master, the higher ups have asked him to take the test!"    

President Bond said it with confidence, but in fact, that was not the case.    

Ou Lu was shocked when he heard the confirmation again.    

Since he had already made his move, he would do it until the end. Who cares if he was a Third Level? * Hong Long...... *