"Mad Dragon, your strength is indeed very strong, but if you want to kill me, with just this, it's far from enough." Ye Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he forcibly endured the agony wracking his entire body, roaring with all his might.
"Not enough? Then I really want to see what would be enough. I very much want to know whether, with your strength, you can block this killing strike of mine." Mad Dragon's incomparably arrogant voice boomed out from within the surging Black waves.
As those sounds shook Ye Feng's eardrums, they also caused his body to jerk and stiffen, one spasm after another.
Ye Feng was completely engulfed in a deep killing intent; any movement he made with his entire body would only force him into an even more perilous situation.
His eyes coldly took in the series of hidden killing moves all around him, yet his heart shifted from the anxiousness of before to a calm stillness.
