The white dragon materialized and opened its bloody mouth at Qin Huai.
His words were arrogant, but he did not dare to be careless in his actions.
The nine-dragon force armor formed a layer of battle armor that looked like dragon scales on his body. Beneath his fist, there was also the hidden force of the nine dragon strikes.
This punch was both offensive and defensive, not leaving a single flaw. The astonishing airflow was like a whirlwind, smashing everything in front of it.
However, Li Zezhi's expression changed drastically. His white dragon aura actually began to weaken after approaching Qin Huai, as if a subject had met a king and restrained his arrogance.
But in front of him…
Qin Huai's blood boiled. Between the veins of his muscles, the white dragon clung to him, causing his strength to soar as if it was engraved. His body also became stronger.
"Boiling blood level two! Colossal blood dragon form!"