It would actually be quite simple to counter the Wyrm Dragon's abilities if one knew the specifics.
His powers stemmed from the boasts and keyboard warrior posts he’d made online.
Therefore, by deleting all his posts, his extraneous abilities would be rendered useless.
In fact, the powers the Wyrm Dragon had used previously had already become ineffective.
This was because his online boasts were too outrageous, and he had a tendency to provoke conflicts, leading to some posts being directly deleted by administrators.
For instance, in a medical professional forum, he had bragged about being a Medical King.
He had belittled other doctors, boasting that he could resurrect the dead and mend shattered bones, easily handling all complex illnesses.
That post had ignited a fierce argument at the time, granting the Wyrm Dragon the powers of a Medical King.
However, as the situation escalated, someone had tracked down the address the Wyrm Dragon had fabricated, intending to challenge him to a fight.
The repercussions were severe, so that post was subsequently deleted by the forum, and the Wyrm Dragon's account was banned.
Consequently, he could no longer act as the crooked-mouthed Medical King.
However, Wen Wen was unaware of the Wyrm Dragon's peculiar trait, forcing him to confront the Wyrm Dragon head-on.
With swift movements that all writers envied, the Wyrm Dragon typed out his boasts, amounting to two to three thousand words in a matter of seconds.
Upon completing these, the Wyrm Dragon underwent a transformation. Two pointed horns sprouted from his head, fine dragon scales appeared on his face, and the golden scales on his forehead formed the character for "King."
His gaping maw was slightly askew, giving it a crooked appearance. This state was known in the underworld as the 'Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King,' which was also the origin of the Wyrm Dragon's moniker.
The Dragon King ability was the most successful boast the Wyrm Dragon had ever concocted.
On a website for anime enthusiasts, he had claimed to be a Dragon King, stating that villagers offered him beautiful virgins as brides annually, even creating a narrative for himself.
For example, his third son had had his sinews pulled out by a mere child, and he had directly flooded the town where that child resided.
He had declared that even divine intervention would not deter him; the city was destined to be drowned.
Another instance involved a rude monkey who came to him seeking a weapon. He casually gave the monkey a "shit-stirring stick," and with this stick, the monkey became a prominent figure in heaven and earth.
Numerous similar stories existed, fleshing out the Dragon King character and enhancing his power.
Hundreds of netizens on that website treated him as a mascot, considering him merely a troll with a psychological issue, thus the 'Dragon King legend' became a characteristic culture of the site.
In his Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King state, the Wyrm Dragon's strength could be considered the strongest below the disaster level!
Wen Wen picked at his nose and looked at the Wyrm Dragon, saying, "What's with this ghastly appearance? Why the fierce look in your eyes? Are you thinking of attacking your father?"
"You disobedient child!"
White steam billowed from the Wyrm Dragon's head, and the whiskers on his cheeks quivered, a testament to Wen Wen's provocation.
As he fumed, the Wyrm Dragon was eventually so angered by Wen Wen that he chuckled.
"You can be as defiant as you please, but I will pull out your tongue and intestines, then switch their positions. That way, you won't be able to speak so glibly anymore."
The Wyrm Dragon stomped his foot abruptly, kicking up a cloud of dust that formed a tornado-shaped sandstorm, within which the Wyrm Dragon's figure vanished.
Wen Wen grew wary, sensing something peculiar about the sandstorm. He attempted to summon a gust of wind to disperse the sand but to no avail.
Furthermore, each grain of sand here seemed to possess its own aura, significantly interfering with Wen Wen's perception.
Despite this, Wen Wen still had a way to locate him.
Ghost Sword Style - Heart of the Sword!
A thin sword energy radiated from Wen Wen, forming an imperceptible sword energy barrier with a radius of ten meters.
Within this spherical area of ten meters, everything was under Wen Wen's complete control. Anything carrying murderous intent would be perceived by him.
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation emerged, and the Wyrm Dragon silently appeared behind Wen Wen, his sharp, scaled claws lunging towards Wen Wen's back.
Had this claw strike landed, it could have easily ripped out Wen Wen's heart.
But Wen Wen had already sensed him. He ducked swiftly, evading the claw, and then swung his right leg.
'Ghost Martial Style - Hell Whip Kick!'
Wen Wen's leg connected solidly with the Wyrm Dragon's calf. The Wyrm Dragon stumbled and fell, but Wen Wen rapidly retreated.
The corner of his eye twitched slightly as he looked at his own calf. It was bloody and mangled, with even some cracks visible on the bone. He had hit the Wyrm Dragon, but it was Wen Wen who ended up injured.
The Wyrm Dragon stood up as if unharmed, a demonic grin spreading across his crooked mouth, his right cheek pulled up almost to his temple.
"You can evade my attacks and even counter-attack. Your strength is not bad."
"But..." the Wyrm Dragon raised a finger and dangled it before Wen Wen, "your attacks are too weak. So weak they make me want to laugh."
He tore off his ornate robe, revealing a body covered in fine dragon scales.
Under the Wyrm Dragon's control, these scales rhythmically flared or closed.
They could serve as the strongest shield or the sharpest spear; each scale was extremely sharp, capable of easily slicing through the flesh and blood of even True Order powerhouses.
"You disobedient child, do you intend to kill your father?"
Wen Wen continued to have the upper hand verbally, but inwardly, he became vigilant. Although this Wyrm Dragon was a masochist with a rather disturbing smile, his strength far exceeded Wen Wen's expectations.
Could becoming a live-in son-in-law and being bullied by his mother-in-law enhance one's strength?
Aside from that, Wen Wen couldn't fathom why such a powerful individual would willingly endure such humiliation.
"Do you think I, a True Order, can command the Juliannu and prevent several True Order monsters from daring to resist? Is it merely because I possess this thing?" The Wyrm Dragon pointed to the bronze wedge behind him.
"No, it's because even if they harbored rebellious thoughts, I could easily crush them!"
The Wyrm Dragon lunged forward with a massive stride, throwing a punch at Wen Wen. Wen Wen dodged in a panic, appearing quite battered.
This wasn't an act; he was genuinely at a disadvantage. If Wen Wen had drawn the Blood River Sword, he could have contended with the Wyrm Dragon.
However, that would have caused Aegel to recognize Wen Wen's identity, and he certainly wouldn't continue to watch with such keen interest.
Furthermore, transforming into his disaster-level state could also have easily dealt with the Wyrm Dragon, but then he might not have had enough residual strength to handle Aegel. There were also numerous other monsters present, and once his strength dropped from disaster-level, he would inevitably be swarmed by all the monsters.
Even if his disaster-level strength could eliminate everyone present, he did not wish to reveal his identity in front of Qiaofiya.
Therefore, it would be better to wait for the support of the Dark Knights and others.
It was currently a one-on-one duel between him and the Wyrm Dragon, so the other monsters wouldn't readily intervene. Wen Wen's objective was to stall for as much time as possible.
The second-best method to stall for time was to employ a kiting tactic against the Wyrm Dragon, maintaining distance and continuously using ranged attacks. This would not only harass the opponent but also ensure he remained relatively unharmed.
As for the best method, it would naturally be to decisively defeat the Wyrm Dragon through sheer power...