Chapter 89: The Red Scale Road (Part )

Alger said to the two, "With me here to watch over them, they won't attack you. But if you accidentally fall to your death, you will become food for the dragons."

"Wish ya'll good luck."

This was the Red Scale Conqueror entry trial set by Cassius. Over the years, at least a hundred followers had participated in this challenge, but none of them succeeded. Some were killed in the fall, while others fled in the face of the enemy.

Mantou wanted to cry but had no tears: "Then I really have to thank you."

The flying dragons flapped their wings wildly in the air, hissing, roaring, and growling, gradually surrounding them.

In their view, as long as they threw these humans to death, they would have snacks to eat, which was quite easy. They were even somewhat familiar with the process, and had already killed several hobgoblins and tieflings.

Singo looked at the approaching dragon and whispered, "Mantou, have you made your choice?"

"What to choose?"

Mantou was still a little confused.

Singo took out several bundles of lassoes from his backpack, threw one bundle to Mantou, and then threw him a can of spray filled with unknown liquid.

"Of course, choose a mount."

"what?"

Mantou was still in shock from being surrounded by flying dragons and hadn't come to his senses yet, but he soon understood the other party's crazy behavior and was stunned by it.

Singo ignored him and continued, "I think the one on the cliff is good. It is the largest and strongest one in this area. You are not allowed to compete with me for it."

"Watch out, I'm only demonstrating this once. I've been practicing this move for a long time. I've tried it before in Red Dead Redemption."

After saying that, he threw the lasso neatly and accurately onto the neck of a huge flying dragon that was more than four meters long on the rock wall, and then tightened the rope with force.

"Aww——"

The two-legged dragon was suddenly caught and was a little panicked.

It struggled violently, shaking its neck and screaming, then it flapped its wings wildly, trying to throw off the human who was dragging it.

But Singo held on to the rope tightly, letting the hemp rope wrap around his hands several times. Then he took advantage of the dragon's struggling and shaking force and jumped directly onto the back of the two-legged dragon.

"Ow!"

The flying dragon became furious when the human, whom it considered to be weak and humble, sat on its back.

Its neck twisted back and forth, its wings flapped wildly, and its huge body accelerated, stopped suddenly, rotated in the air, and even deliberately hit the rock wall with its back.

But Singo's arms were tightly wrapped around its neck, and he refused to let go no matter how it struggled.

He even pulled out a hand, picked up the can of spray and sprayed it on the dragon's head, and did not forget to teach in mid-air: "The can contains female dragon hormones, which can soothe their emotions and nerves!"

However, such confrontation also takes a heavy toll on Singo.

After several entanglements, he finally ran out of energy. He had to find an opportunity for a low-flying dragon to dive, jump down, and roll several times on the ground to cushion his blow.

Seeing this, Feilong wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a sneak attack and let out a roar.

But Singo quickly got up, drank a bottle of vitality potion, and continued to confront the dragon head-on, waiting for an opportunity to ride on the dragon's back again.

"It's still a long way off. I guess we'll have to fight it here today."

Singo grinned, looking quite excited, and panted as he said, "This thing is really hard to use, but fortunately, every time I ride it, the system will show that my proficiency bonus has increased."

"If we repeat this a few times, I think we can max out our riding proficiency skills."

Mantou was speechless for a moment and could only sigh:

"You are such a beast." But Mantou thought of his dream of flying in the sky, and then thought about his eighteen days of hard work. It was just the final step, so how could he retreat?
He suddenly became furious in his heart.

Mantou stared at the flying dragons, gritted his teeth, and threw out the lasso with force. Fortunately, he hit it with one shot and lassoed a two-legged flying dragon that was more than three meters long and had bared fangs and claws.

Then the flying dragon struggled frantically and flew up.

But Mantou was unable to cross onto its back. Instead, he was carried by the flying dragon and hung below, flying all over the sky.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"I'm dying, dying, dying - Xingou, save me!"

His miserable cries echoed through the valley.

Singo looked at the dizzy Mantou on the ground and said disdainfully, "If you are new, just practice more."

He took aim with his drawn hunter longbow.

"Whoosh-"

The arrow was shot and cut the rope of the lasso, causing Mantou to fall from mid-air and fall to the ground.

"Xin Gou, you are saving people like this..."

Mantou, with his face on the ground, wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only drink the healing potion silently.
However, at this time, Singo caught up with the wyvern again and started a second battle with it.

In this way, in the Dragon Valley, the two players had fierce competitions with the wyvern. The wyvern threw them off again and again, but they rode on it again and again, becoming more and more skilled at riding and staying on its back for longer and longer periods of time.

Later on, they could even control the direction of the dragon with their movements, and keep their balance on it with just their legs without falling.

By now, the flying dragon had lost its patience and flew directly to a height of 100 meters and circled in an attempt to drop the human on its back to death.

But Singo was not at all flustered. With the help of the Feather Fall Scroll that he had prepared long ago, he landed lightly on the ground, making the flying dragon so angry that it roared and spitted everywhere.

"Roar--"

All that was heard was the flying dragon's weak and hoarse roar.

[Your skills and experience meet the requirements]
[Your proficiency item [Riding] is increased to +3]
Singo landed lightly on the ground and said to Mantou who had just gotten off the dragon's back, "This wave is very comfortable. My riding proficiency has increased by +3. How about you?"

Mantou supported his knees and said with a gasp, "Now it's +2, but the feeling of weightlessness of this thing makes me want to vomit. I wonder if there is a vomiting mechanism here..."

Singo said disdainfully: "That's just because you are new. How can a dragon-stunned person be a knight?"

Mantou said speechlessly: "Do you think everyone is an animal like you? If you call Brother Zhan Kuang over, maybe he will really vomit all over the floor."

Alger stared at the two breathless humans and saw their riding skills improve at a speed visible to the naked eye. A rare hint of surprise flashed across his golden eyes.

"These so-called 'gifted people' may actually become dragon knights in a short period of time."

"It's incredible."

His years of training experience were completely shattered.

You have to know that these flying dragons are far more violent monsters than giant eagles, and it is extremely difficult to control them.

I'm afraid that even in the previous North Wind Eagle Guard, among the 300 people who have undergone more than ten years of training, there are only a few elite like him who can do it.

These two humans...

Their talents even made Alger doubt his life.

(End of this chapter)