Seeing the Strange Dragon trying to flee, Lin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
Given his current strength, it was impossible to completely defeat the Strange Dragon. Driving it away was the best outcome.
But Lin Zhen always seized every opportunity. Since you chose to run, let's give you another shot!
As the mountain fell, Lin Zhen swung his Lotus Spear and struck hard at the wound on the Strange Dragon's back!
As the spear pierced, Lin Zhen twisted his hands as if manipulating a lever, pressing and lifting!
"Want to run? Leave something behind first!"
With a pitiful scream, a plate of ink-colored dragon scales was forcibly pried off by Lin Zhen!
Never before had the Strange Dragon suffered such a huge loss. As a dragon fond of its looks, losing a piece of its scales was a great humiliation.
