"Dragon Slayer Magic?" Boros's blood-red tongue licked around his lips, and the green hellfire around him suddenly flared, the blazing flames making his black fur appear even more eerie.
A mad gleam flickered in his green eyes.
"Then let me see how capable you, the so-called Child of the Dragon, truly are!" Boros stomped his legs hard on the ground, and his entire body, like a black cannonball, enveloped in rolling green flames, charged towards Natsu.
His right claw was raised high, sharp nails entwined with dense hellfire, flickering with a chilling cold light.
Natsu showed no fear, meeting Boros's attack with his right fist clenched, and scorching flames instantly enveloped his arm, forming a thick armor of fire.
"Fire Dragons Iron Fist!" Natsu roared, his right fist carrying immense power, like a burning cannonball, striking directly at Boros's sharp claw.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, fist and claw met, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards from the two of them.
The surrounding air seemed to be torn by an invisible hand, making crackling sounds, and the dust on the ground was kicked up high, forming a huge cloud of smoke.
Within the smoke, Natsu and Boros were both exerting their full strength.
Natsu's flames and Boros's hellfire intertwined and collided, emitting sizzling sounds.
"Child of the Dragon, is this all your strength?" Boros, facing Natsu, bared his fangs, twisted his right claw sharply, attempting to break free from Natsu's fist, while his left claw, wreathed in green flames, like a sharp dagger, thrust towards Natsu's chest.
Natsu reacted quickly, arching his body backward sharply, narrowly avoiding Boros's attack.
At the same time, his left leg rapidly lifted, his knee burning with fierce flames, and struck towards Boros's chin.
Seeing this, Boros immediately retracted his left claw and blocked in front of his chin.
"Bang!"
Natsu's knee heavily struck Boros's arm, the powerful force causing Boros's body to lean back slightly, and cracks appeared in the ground beneath his feet.
"Good opportunity!" Natsu seized the moment Boros lost his balance, his right fist clenched again, and flames surged wildly on his fist.
"Fire Dragons Iron Fist!" Natsu roared again, his right fist, carrying scorching flames, struck Boros's abdomen like lightning.
Boros had no time to dodge and could only brace himself, using both hands to block Natsu's attack.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, Natsu's fist heavily struck Boros's arm, the powerful force sending Boros flying, his body arcing through the air before he crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
"Cough, cough..." Boros flipped over and got up from the ground, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Child of the Dragon!" Boros wiped the blood from his mouth and said coldly, "He's nothing special!"
No sooner had Boros finished speaking than his body suddenly swelled, his black fur became even denser, and his green eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.
He opened his maw and let out a deafening howl, a powerful aura emanating from within him.
"This is..." Natsu looked at Boros's transformation, an ominous premonition rising in his heart.
"Let me send you to hell!" Boros roared to the sky, "Child of the Dragon!"
After Boros finished speaking, he charged towards Natsu again.
His speed was faster than before, and his strength was greater, each step making the ground tremble.
Natsu dared not be careless; he concentrated his mind, mobilizing the magic power within him.
"Fire Dragons Roar!" Natsu opened his mouth, and a huge conical flame breath shot out from his mouth, sweeping towards Boros.
Seeing this, Boros did not retreat in the slightest; he suddenly squatted down, then leaped high, dodging Natsu's flame breath.
At the same time, he brandished his claws in the air, and the green hellfire formed sharp claw marks that shot towards Natsu.
Natsu quickly urged Happy's White Wings and dodged sideways, the claw marks grazing his body and leaving deep cracks in the ground behind him.
"Troublesome fellow!"
Natsu glanced back at the cracks in the ground; even the frozen earth of winter could be cut with such clear marks, and there were crystalline traces of melted fire at the edges of the frozen earth. The power of such fire magic made him slightly startled.
Natsu took a deep breath, once again mobilizing the magic power within him.
"Fire Dragon's Talon!" Natsu stomped his legs hard on the ground, the White Wings on his back flapped, and crimson flames ignited his feet, his entire body, like a red bolt of lightning, charged towards Boros.
He brandished his feet in the air, and flames formed a pair of huge talons on his feet, glowing with scorching light.
Boros saw Natsu charging towards him, his mouth splitting into a wide grin, his face full of excitement.
He brandished his claws again, and the green hellfire formed a pair of huge wolf claw gauntlets in his hands, blocking Natsu's attack.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The two engaged in fierce close combat, fist meeting flesh, claws cutting through the wind.
Natsu's flames and Boros's hellfire intertwined and collided, emitting dazzling light.
The surrounding air seemed to ignite, becoming incredibly hot.
"Hell Claw!" Amidst the sharp shriek of the werewolf's claws tearing through the air, five green flame trails, like a scroll of hell, rapidly expanded in Natsu's pupils.
"Fire Dragons Iron Fist!!" The cherry-haired youth, instead of retreating, advanced, the crimson flames entwined around his right arm suddenly erupting in sparks.
The moment the two fierce flames collided, the entire forest trembled, and the hurricane caused by the shockwave snapped trees within ten meters at the waist.
Sparks rained down, reflecting the silhouettes of the two locked in struggle.
Boros's beast pupils suddenly contracted, and his left claw lightning-fast stabbed towards the youth's heart: "Got him!"
"Too naive!" Natsu's waist arched backward into an incredible curve, his flame-burning knee, accompanied by a sonic boom, struck the enemy's jaw.
Boros had not expected the movements of this youth to be so unpredictable; his wolf head was knocked high, he staggered, and dark red blood trickled down his fangs.
Natsu pressed his advantage, his fists wreathed in crimson flames, continuously striking, "Fire Dragons Iron Fist!"
Natsu, having gained the upper hand, relentlessly unleashed a barrage of fiery punches.
All that met the eye were fiery fist shadows, the furious assault like a rampaging young dragon.
Boros crossed his arms, enduring the blows, his wolf fur giving off a scorched smell in the high heat, being pushed back repeatedly, with no room to retaliate.
Natsu suddenly stopped his barrage of punches, and the werewolf, whose arms were numb from the blows, instinctively looked through the gap between his arms as the assault paused.
He saw a crimson dragon magic circle open, and a fist wreathed in a massive amount of crimson flame shattered the magic circle, enlarging before his eyes, as the youth's furious roar reached his ears.
"Fire Dragons Iron Fist!"
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