The nearby Emperor Race members stared at Fang Yun in astonishment. Even Emperor Source's eyes widened. Fang Yun's close-combat techniques could hardly be called brilliant, but his mastery in applying them had reached the pinnacle of perfection. Even Ancestral Emperors were no better than this.
Then, they looked at the pitiful Four-Legged Black Snake.
The Four-Legged Black Snake had already passed out, his pale little belly exposed, his four legs and body still twitching faintly.
After quite a while, the Four-Legged Black Snake opened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and raised his head to look at Fang Yun beside him. His body's self-healing ability was extremely strong; his injuries had completely recovered.
Fang Yun rolled his neck and loosened his shoulders, revealing neat, white teeth tempered by a Saint Ancestor. Smiling, he said, "Sorry. This is my first real battle since my Saint Body reached minor completion, so I didn't control my strength well. If you're not convinced, come again!"
As he spoke, Fang Yun hooked a finger at the Four-Legged Black Snake in provocation.
The Four-Legged Black Snake still did not understand what had happened. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but his long-standing fearlessness made him cast that fear behind his head. The ruthless ferocity he had forged over years in Emperor Land erupted completely. He suddenly flipped over and charged at Fang Yun from the ground like a prehistoric giant crocodile.
Only when he was right next to Fang Yun did he stomp the ground, open his jaws, and bite toward Fang Yun's throat.
But Fang Yun suddenly grabbed his dragon horns with both hands. With a forceful pull, the Four-Legged Black Snake's body flew into the air just as before, tracing an arc through the sky. At the same time, Fang Yun leaned