Sharpening Body Battle Palace Ruins

Within the deep crater blasted into the high ground, the flood dragon's claws pinned Xu Mutang firmly beneath them. Silver flames flowed over its claws, dissolving against the cold cyan Spiritual Fire surrounding Xu Mutang's body.

Xu Mutang had not suffered much damage from the previous impact. Though the flood dragon possessed tremendous strength, its Spiritual Fire was inferior to his by more than a level in quality. One strike was not enough to shatter his defenses.

But the enemy's main purpose was clearly to restrain him. If he did not break free from the flood dragon's claws in time, the person on its back would be able to attack him without restraint. That would be far from ideal.

At that moment, relying on his enormous physique, far larger than that of an ordinary person, he extended two pairs of arms and grabbed different parts of the flood dragon's claws. Twisting at the waist and flipping his body, he wrenched outward. With a thunderous boom, he overturned the flood dragon to one side.

The robust figure above leaped down and smashed a hammer toward his head. Xu Mutang had long been prepared. The remaining pair of arms above raised the whip together to block it.

But he had yet to climb out of the crater. When the two sides collided, his body inevitably sank farther down. At that moment, the flood dragon paddled with its four claws and rolled back upright. Its front claws pressed against the ground as it exerted force, then its head slammed toward him.

Xu Mutang leaned back. The two pairs of hands below precisely clasped the single horn atop its head, using the force of its charge to pull himself out of the crater. Realizing this, the flood dragon shook its head from side to