Dragon Roar for intimidation, followed by a Dragon Punch.
This was almost a sure-kill punch, yet it hit nothing.
Ao Zhan slowly retracted his fist, stood up straight, and looked at the cracked ground from his punch, his cold face gradually frowning.
"...Didn't manage to roar him down?"
How could it be...
Meanwhile, outside the Taoist Field.
Seeing Mo Hua shatter his Dao Discussion Jade again and escape, there was a chorus of boos from the crowd:
"Shameless, he ran away again!"
"Retreating on the brink of battle, a coward for sure!"
"Spineless, utterly shameless!"
Some people sighed with regret:
"What a pity, Ao Zhan's punch was just a little bit off... had it been a bit faster, he could've smashed Mo Hua to bits..."
"If he hadn't roared, maybe Mo Hua would've died..."
"What do you mean by 'roared', you know nothing, that's the Dragon Roar Skill of Longding Sect."
