The attacks of the Jiu Wu Dragon were so varied that Xia Feng found it somewhat overwhelming. Its body was already incredibly formidable, and just dodging the sweeping dragon tail and the occasionally appearing dragon claws took all of Xia Feng's effort.
Whenever he managed to find a small respite, the casual breath of the Jiu Wu Dragon would fill the air around them with mist.
What followed was a heavy blow that sent Xia Feng flying a distance.
Xia Feng's cultivation progress was indeed too rapid. Although he had grasped the principles contained within the Great Dao, how to perfectly apply these principles was something Xia Feng had yet to master thoroughly.
It felt as if this knowledge was forcibly crammed into his mind.
He could easily overpower those with lower realms than himself due to his cultivation level, but against the Jiu Wu Dragon, whose cultivation surpassed his own by an unknown extent and had a solid foundation, he appeared somewhat embarrassed.
