Deputy Dean Sim's facial muscles twitched.
"This... How is it possible that my Iceflame had no effect at all?"
This was the first time Deputy Dean Sim had encountered such a situation. Even opponents stronger than him would at least suffer injuries when burned by Iceflame.
Yet Fang Tianhe before him, whose entire body was naturally formed from Adam Metal, was completely unharmed.
"As expected of one of the Eight Great Deans of the Dihua Ability Institute. I'll have to settle this with you in close combat."
Sim activated the Dragon blood within him. Hard, azure Dragon scales grew across his body as he released his Iceflame ability, forming an Iceflame Domain.
Even if its burning power was useless, it could at least create a fixed area of icy cold, slowing Fang Tianhe's movements to some extent.
Special Commissioner Liang watched Sim's transformation and spoke calmly:
"This is the first time I've seen someone remain completely unaffected by Iceflame. The Frost Sub-Dragon is merely a descendant of the true dragon race, with only half a Dragon Vein mixed into its bloodline. In terms of physical strength, it can't compare to a true dragon... Judging from the form Fang Tianhe has displayed, I'm afraid only Dean Long can face him head-on... The outcome of this match is already decided."
How could Sim not know how dire the battle had become?
Iceflame had always severely wounded his enemies beforehand, after which he would use the body of a sub-dragon to tear them apart... Yet this nearly perfect metal man before him gave Sim the feeling that he was utterly immovable.
"Put some distance between us first! Find the best opportunity to attack."
Two powerful dragon wings sprouted from Sim's back. Wings capable of carrying a dragon weighing dozens of tons now