This is enough to prove.
The power contained in his pair of golden Dragon Wings has already surpassed the vast majority of same-level Golden Dragons. It seems that over the past five years, he has indeed poured a great deal of effort and sweat into training his wing strength.
However.
His current training methods and movements, in the eyes of Galos, an expert who has honed his physical body to the extreme, are filled with flaws and inefficiencies.
Every point of exertion, every stretch of the wing membrane, every adjustment of the center of gravity made Galos frown slightly.
He couldn't help but want to point out the flaws.
"Stop, Alberto."
His gaze swept over the slightly trembling wing root muscles of the Golden Dragon and he said, "Your way of training is too slow in efficiency, it's purely a waste of energy and time."
Without waiting for Alberto to respond, Galos turned around.
