Ling Tian and the White Striped Flame Leopard were locked in a standoff.
The White Striped Flame Leopard looked at Ling Tian with a cold sneer. "Is this all the strength you have? You dare provoke the Abyss Race? Do you even know what that means?"
Standing opposite the White Striped Flame Leopard, Ling Tian snorted. "What is the Abyss Race supposed to be? You still dare run your mouths in front of me?"
Hearing Ling Tian insult her, the White Striped Flame Leopard flew into a rage.
Ling Tian raised his defenses. As he held off the White Striped Flame Leopard, he said, "Hmph. You're the one who's been shameless, White Striped Flame Leopard. You couldn't beat us yourselves, so you interfered—and even tried to kill our prodigies."
"If word of this gets out, it won't do the Abyss Race any favors!" Ling Tian continued.
The White Striped Flame Leopard had been struck where it hurt, and she flew into a fury.
"Brat, how dare you talk to us like that!" the White Striped Flame Leopard roared as she attacked. She was seething, wishing she could tear Ling Tian limb from limb.
"What? Was I wrong?" Ling Tian sneered.
"If it weren't for you, I would've killed that brat already!" the White Striped Flame Leopard roared furiously.
Then the White Striped Flame Leopard clawed at Ling Tian again.
Ling Tian dodged her attack, then slowly summoned his blood-and-qi power, preparing to strike the White Striped Flame Leopard again.
But the White Striped Flame Leopard wasn't the least bit afraid of Ling Tian's attacks. Instead, she kept pressing the assault, her movements growing more and more agile.
The two fought with enough force to shake the earth. The entire area trembled, and shockwaves from their battle kept spreading, felling the