Lu Hong was right, in a life-and-death struggle, with one's life hanging by a thread, there's no point talking about morality.
"Disciple has learned!"
"Then let's continue." As he spoke, Lu Hong's energy gradually dispersed, increasing the pressure on Gui He, as if invisible giant hands were clutching his heart, squeezing with force.
Gui He had only ever felt such oppression in the hands of clan leaders as powerful as the Berserk Bear King.
Seeing that Gui He hesitated to make a move, Lu Hong smiled slightly, "Boy, if you don't strike now, you won't be able to strike at all!"
Before the words had fallen, Gui He suddenly launched an attack, his vital energy bursting forth from his body like a wild dragon.
The surging Blood River converged into a true dragon, cascading down upon Lu Hong.
