Watching the creeping violent thunder crawling toward Ling Xiao's head, the people of the Water Temple all displayed gloating expressions.
In their view, Ling Xiao was definitely doomed this time. This ignorant beggar from the Heavenly Dragon Continent was finally going to meet his end.
Still dreaming of revenge? It's utterly ridiculous, does he really think the White Tiger Continent is like the Divine Phoenix Continent?
In the blood-red eyes of Diyi Ying's White Tiger Incarnation, there shone a cruel, cold, and bloodthirsty gleam.
He hadn't expected Ling Xiao to actively engage him in close combat, giving him a perfect opportunity to strike the opponent's vital points through the violent thunder.
This was all Ling Xiao's own doing.
This fool was bound to be pulverized under his violent thunder.
Across the audience, perhaps only Fengming Wuyang wore a calm smile.
