"Kong Xuan, after that strike just now, you should already know exactly how vast the gap between you and me is."
Gold Horn casually waved a hand and spoke in a ringing voice, "You are no match for me. How about we call it off for now and pretend that what happened just now never occurred?"
With that, Gold Horn turned and left, seemingly unconcerned with the battle just now.
"Stop right there!"
Kong Xuan stared fixedly at Gold Horn, his emerald-green eyes nearly spitting fire.
Pretend what happened just now had never occurred?
What a joke!
With such a high-handed, overbearing attitude, what did he take the prodigy of the Peacock Clan for?
Some worthless trash to be summoned at will and dismissed with a wave of the hand?
Kong Xuan took a fierce deep breath. A vast aura suddenly coursed through his entire body as he slowly extended his right wing. Five Elements power flowed endlessly between its feathers, circulating without cease.
Streams of radiant light gathered upon the wing. In an instant, a terrifying aura far surpassing the one before rippled outward.
Gold Horn halted, narrowing his Dragon Pupil slightly before baring his teeth in a grin. "Interesting. You are finally going to reveal some real skill."
At that moment, Gold Horn's form swayed, and he directly transformed into his True Dragon body.
Though his words had been rather contemptuous, his stance was incomparably solemn.
"Could Kong Xuan be about to use some forbidden technique?"
The surrounding Demon Race members were immediately horrified.
At the same time, heavy footsteps suddenly rang out, one after another.
Many Demon Race experts turned to look and saw a White Tiger approaching with a massive blade clenched in its jaws.
With every step the White Tiger took, it left behind a