"Roar, roar, roar..."
Ouyang Tian transformed into the Totem Bear, his massive arms bulging with muscle, standing upright, with arms that could extend all the way down to his feet.
He punched the ground, and with a crack, a fissure immediately appeared.
The Gray Dragon's body descended from above, first tangling with Nolan Emperor's Golden Winged Roc.
The totems of these two divine beast bloodlines clashed fiercely, neither side backing down.
The most ridiculous thing was that Ouyang Tian, in his bear form, couldn't fly and could only hop around on the ground, waving his two long, two-meter arms in the air, each punch creating a small wave of force.
Yet he couldn't reach Lin Zifeng's dragon form.
Ouyang Tian was frustrated, baring his fangs and growling continuously.
"Nolan Emperor, push that kid down for me, then I can help you."
