Wang Jinxi sprang over the battlefield and charged straight at Gu Yue.
His bone claw whistled through the air, aimed straight at the center of her back.
He wanted to catch this elementalist between himself and Zhang Yangzi and take her down first.
Gu Yue was watching Zhang Yangzi in the sky when the wind suddenly whistled behind her.
She was just about to turn.
A figure had already stepped in front of her.
"Your opponent is me."
Tang Wulin spoke in a low voice.
He was now desperate to make up for his fault with a good deed! After arriving so late, he had to put on some kind of performance.
So he threw a punch straight at Wang Jinxi's bone claw.
Bang!
Fist met claw.
A dull thud rang out.
Both of them shuddered.
Tang Wulin's body merely shook before he halted his backward momentum.
Wang Jinxi, however, retreated three steps.
"Hm?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Jinxi's deeply sunken eyes.
His Bone Dragon King's bone claws were extremely hard. Among those of his rank, few dared to clash head-on with him.
Yet this skinny, small-looking boy before him had actually caught the blow with a single punch?
And from the looks of it, he still had strength to spare?
Tang Wulin shook his hand, a little surprised himself.
His opponent's bones were so hard.
Harder than those of anyone he had faced before.
But... not hard enough.
The Golden Dragon King's bloodline within him grew faintly hot.
A surge of strength flowed into his right arm.
"Again!"
Tang Wulin gave a low shout and charged again.
His right fist whistled straight toward Wang Jinxi's face.
There was no flashy Soul Skill, just the simplest straight punch.
Yet a faint golden light glimmered over his fist.