Martial God (1)
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Mo Xiu curled his fingers.
The Dragon didn't hesitate. There was nothing to worry about in this situation. If he wanted to escape, he had to capture Moxiu.
The dragon leaped up and charged straight at Mo Xiu. It raised its hand and punched.
No matter how Long felt, he didn't feel that he was inferior to Mo Xiu. No one present could withstand this punch.
The time it took for the punch to arrive in front of Moxiu was clearly in the blink of an eye, but it seemed exceptionally long.
After attacking the central region, the Dragon's state of mind underwent a huge change. It went from being arrogant to facing the strength of humans, and then to fear.
Moxiu had long seen what kind of person the Dragon was. Compared to a ferocious beast, he was more like a child spoiled by his mother.
He never considered the feelings of others, not even his mother, the Fox King.
When he lost his mother's protection, he felt fear and hesitation. This was a dragon.