"Roar... Roar... Roar..."
With a series of dragon roars, the silver-white giant dragon suddenly descended.
The next moment, the attack Zhao Yang initiated arrived as expected, eventually colliding head-on with the silver dragon.
"Bang!"
In an instant, there was a loud explosion, followed by a dazzling flash of light in the sky.
Within this light, the collision of two formidable forces produced a powerful shockwave, rapidly spreading in all directions.
At this point, Zhao Yang was resisting the power of the shockwave while using it to retreat.
Hardly managing to stabilize himself, Zhao Yang's complexion became slightly pale, with the Qi-Blood in his body continuously surging.
After several rounds of attacks, Zhao Yang realized he was completely led by Lin Tianming, with the entire situation firmly in the opponent's grasp.
More importantly, he had been at an absolute disadvantage all along.
