With Long Xiang's consent, Han Wu looked at Long Lin with killing intent already in his eyes.
Han Wu's stare made Long Lin's scalp crawl. Of his entire body, only his mouth remained stubborn.
"I'm warning you, at the Dragon Hegemony Competition venue, you can't summon your Giant Kin or Locust Retinue. Your Yinglong King is simply no match for the Dragon Race."
"Right now, I'm the only one in the Ancient Dragon Clan who can stand against the Dragon Race! Do you understand that or not?"
"Don't come over! Stay away from me, don't come any closer! Damn it, Long Xiang, get over here and stop him! He's gone mad! Thorn, protect me, protect me now..." Under Han Wu's relentless advance, Long Lin could no longer suppress the fear in his heart.
He felt that every step Han Wu took was like those giants from before, stomping viciously upon his heart and making his mind tremble.
Long Xiang was responsible for guarding against a sneak attack from the two Dragon Race contestants.
Yet he discovered that the two Dragon Race contestants did not take the chance to do anything excessive. Even the looks they gave Han Wu and Long Lin were brimming with gossip-hungry curiosity.
They desperately wanted to know whether Han Wu would truly make a move and eliminate Long Lin.
Long Xiang could not help but sigh inwardly. As long as a being was alive and intelligent, it could not withstand the blazing flames of gossip in its heart.
Long Lin's core kin, the Thorn Dragon King, propped up its severely injured body, intending to stop Han Wu.
Han Wu shot it a glance and said coldly, "Do you want to die once more outside the competition as well?"
Even though Han Wu currently could not use