No Escape

Its enormous body howled through the air with deafening force,

like an incomparably violent tornado,

lunging straight at Tang Lan with the force of Thunderous Might,

as though it intended to mercilessly tear him into countless insignificant pieces in an instant.

"What a ferocious attack!"

Wang Dong watched the horrifying scene,

and her heart gave a violent jolt,

as if an invisible hand had tightly clenched it.

A deep look of worry appeared on her face,

that worry shrouding her delicate features like dark clouds.

She could not help praying for Tang Lan:

"I hope he can dodge this attack."

Her voice trembled slightly,

carrying unconcealable anxiety.

Huo Yuhao pressed his lips tightly together,

into a straight line,

and clenched his fists so hard that the veins on the backs of his hands stood out clearly.

His gaze remained fixed on Tang Lan in midair,

without even blinking,

as though he feared missing a single moment.

"I wonder whether Senior Tang Lan can handle this smoothly..."

he muttered softly,

his voice so light that it was nearly scattered by the wind.

He silently prayed in his heart:

"You have to hold on!"

That silent prayer seemed to carry endless hope and trust.

Tang Lan looked at Bear Monarch, who was terrifying beyond compare,

like some ancient primordial beast descending upon the world,

yet not a trace of fear showed on his face.

His gaze was calm and resolute,

as though the danger before him was merely an insignificant test.

Instead, a faintly mocking curve formed at the corner of his lips.

"Heh heh... You idiot think you can fight me? You're still too green."

His tone was relaxed and casual,

carrying a carefree indifference,

without the slightest tension despite his opponent's increased strength.

It was as though, to him,

dealing