Realizing its single strike had hit home, the fledgling dragon paused in place for a moment, as if it had not expected the fight to go so smoothly, then wasted no time in flashing right before Xu Hongbo.
The fellow was sprawled flat on the ground like a toad, yelling, "Ouch, ouch!" Hearing a rush of wind slice past his ear, he hurriedly rolled sideways along the floor with a "thud," and the fledgling dragon's steel-like claw smashed the stone tiles right where he had been lying into smithereens.
Suddenly, the sound of wooden clappers echoed from afar—distant and deep, yet carrying the sharp ring of metal and stone as it reverberated across the vault of heaven.
Chapter 237