章 803: A Real Dragon

Both Akashiri and Dragon were still fighting. Luckily for Akashiri, he dominated over the match with some of the power of his Ancestors. Dragon's staff had many chips and cracks in it. His clothes were shredded and torn. The only thing on his body that wasn't damaged was the red and black prayer bread around his neck. Dragon spat up blood. He was on the ground on his knees. " I underestimated you." " You have unlocked a power far beyond the capabilities of a regular Hitoshi ninja." " I have a deep respect for you and you're fallen comrades. " "However that power will not be enough to defeat me or Victor Zen." " "You must master it." "Till our next fight Akashiri." Dragon left his Red Staff on the ground and jumped off the bridge. He suddenly grew wings like a dragon, flying off into the east. Dragon was making a lot of sense. If he wanted to beat Victor he had to get more strength. He breathed heavily and rested his sword in its sheath. When he turned around he saw at 4 straw hats approaching him. "If it's a fight you want it's a fight you will get, straw hats." Akashiri withdrew his sword again. He darted past the straw hats. They were sliced to pieces. Blood splattered everywhere. Akashiri rested the sword in its sheath and left.