Prince Rong praised, "Good, as befitting of my grandson, let us conduct a play of battling dragons for the pearl." As he spoke, his right hand drew slightly in the air. Witnessing the peculiar sight, one of the two fire dragons swelled instantly to its limit, occupying almost a third of the entire hall, encapsulating Nian Bing's fireball. The other fire dragon, on the other hand, plunged directly into the body of the bloated fire dragon. Before Nian Bing could react, it had already caught up with his fireball.
Escaping was futile now. Nevertheless, Nian Bing would not allow his compressed fireball to be worn away by the energy of the two fire dragons. Even when intending to detonate, he sought to find the most optimal moment. His fireball moved at lightning speed, without any target, in a wildly random direction. It created an afterimage in the bloated fire dragon while the second fire dragon blindly pursued the fireball. Nian Bing's eyes suddenly flashed a bright white light.