[This chapter is unedited and put up in a rush, will fix later]
The personal guard who came with Dyon, who had just been trying to keep up with the battle to the best of their abilities all while praising their King for being so powerful, were more or less confused by the sudden reaction of the Viserions. However, the two dao formation elders couldn't help but frown, allowing their brows to furrow in unconcealed worry.
King Viserion's attacks beat Dyon back. Dyon frowned as he suddenly noticed the bones in his arms were quaking under the pressure of the strikes. He was forced to immediately switch to a more defensive approach, neutralizing King Viserion's strikes by evenly distributing his weight and pulling back an almost imperceptible amount during each attack.
