LEAPING UP FROM the ground, Zhao Dilao gnashed his teeth as he shot black beams with his mouth toward the opponent. The latter swiftly dodged the incoming attack as he waved his spiky tail to attack the other party.
Zhao Dilao quickly ducked his body to the ground like a frightened kid.
"Your black beams are too weak," Long Guang commented. "Is this really the extent of your Fiend Echinemon Body?"
"Fuck you!" Zhao Dilao cursed. "How did you become so proficient in talking? Were you just pretending like a fool in front of father back then?"
"That's none of your business, kid," Long Guang replied with a mocking grin on his face. "Now, face my attack!"
DRAGON EMPEROR SCRIPTURE!
As Long Guang's voice thundered, the ground began to tremble. It was as if the dragon emperor himself went down to settle the fight himself.