97 Severing A Wing, Earning Another 30 Million Gold Coins

Pin-drop silence reigned atop the city walls.

The Flying Dragon Troops were as quiet as mice.

Everyone watched helplessly as Meng Lei beat the living daylights out of the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King, finding the fact impossible to accept.

That was the great, mighty Flying Dragon King, a noble Duke of the kingdom, and a strong, powerful ninth-grade expert… When had he ever had the living daylights beaten out of him like that?

Shock!

Confusion!

Disbelief!

Yet, no matter what, it couldn't change the fact that the Double-Legged Flying Dragon King was being beaten into a pulp. Lightning bolts as thick as water barrels continued to crash down upon him, the interval between each lightning bolt never going past a second. The Double-Legged Flying Dragon King didn't even have time to catch his breath. Who was going to be beaten into a pulp, if not him?

"That guy sure is unlucky!"