"Wasn't Ice Saint the one making a move?"
Hearing the conversation between those two, Hun Miesheng frowned as well. He knew North Dragon King's strength clearly. Back in the battle at Jia Nan Academy, he had barely escaped from North Dragon King's hands after suffering grievous injuries.
However, times had changed. The current Hun Miesheng was no longer at the Peak Four-star Dou Sheng level he had revealed back then. Now that he possessed the cultivation of a Six-star Dou Sheng, he no longer regarded North Dragon King, who had once been able to crush him with ease, as a threat.
"Ice Saint, sending a Five-star Dou Sheng to fight me is far too arrogant. If you lose later, let's see how you clean up this mess!" Hun Miesheng snorted coldly.
However, before his words had fully fallen, a deep sonic boom rang out beside his ear with lightning speed. At the instant the sonic boom sounded, the space before him twisted, and a yellow figure appeared like a ghost. Its hands, already transformed into dragon claws, viciously struck toward Hun Miesheng's chest.
The attack came with extreme suddenness. Even someone as composed as Hun Miesheng showed a flicker of astonishment in his eyes. Yet in the next instant, the pitch-black Dou Qi on the surface of his body gathered almost reflexively, rapidly forming a black shield that seemed solid.
"Boom!"
The dragon claws did not pause in the slightest, slamming heavily onto the shield.
"Bang!"
The result of this claw strike was clearly somewhat beyond Hun Miesheng's expectations. After the collision, the black shield he had condensed before himself cracked apart at an alarming speed. Immediately afterward, North Dragon King's dragon claws swept out again, shattering the black shield and reaching straight for Hun Miesheng's head.
"Interesting!"
Facing North