The blade of aura from the Geng Gold White Tiger shattered on impact with Ji Dong's fist, followed closely by its vacuum steel tiger claw. Ji Dong's punch was not arbitrary; his judgment was exceptionally precise. The tiger claw was a few degrees faster than the wide maw of its Silver Fang, so, according to Ji Dong, it was enough to deal solely with the tiger claw.
Li Yonghao had his own assessment as well. When he saw Ji Dong throwing out that straight punch, he knew the Silver Fang had no chance. In an instant, he redirected all his magic power to the vacuum steel-covered tiger claw, clashing fiercely with Ji Dong's fist in midair. After all, Ji Dong had just been knocked away by Tian Yi; it wasn't possible for him to put his full force into this punch.
Boom—
