His body's endurance far surpassed that of any combat machine.
Speed? With the support of pure strength, his speed could be, very! Fast!
Breaking out of the encirclement, Lan Xuanyu looked up to the sky and let out a loud dragon roar. A huge golden shadow burst forth. Golden Dragon Roar!
Lan Xuanyu had used this move in previous battles and during his Ascending Dragon. Naturally, Lin Zexuan knew of it.
But knowing was one thing; truly facing it was another matter entirely.
In an instant, Lin Zexuan felt as if his bloodline had solidified, the twisted space around his body shattered in an instant, revealing his true form as his body stiffened momentarily.
His tenacious will to fight, his powerful combat skills, seemed to become futile the moment his bloodline was suppressed.
