The speed of both sides was incredibly fast; in just the time it took to exchange two sentences, the water tornado in the sky and the thunderous white dragon had already begun their entangled battle.
The water tornado was magnificent, spinning rapidly while carrying a massive spiritual power attack.
It seemed to have the ability to shred anything.
Yet this move seemed to pose no threat to the white dragon.
The white dragon was agile, weaving between the two water tornadoes, and astonishingly, the intimidating tornadoes couldn't harm it whatsoever!
The white dragon darted east and west, heading straight for Ao Min.
"Damn it, I refuse to believe this can't stop you!" Ao Min was both startled and enraged.
His most formidable cultivation technique, his fiercest offensive, was unable to inflict any harm on the white dragon?
A disgrace!
He was very concerned about his reputation; if defeated like this, it would be an enormous embarrassment.
