The skull of the Black-scaled Armored Dragon was crushed, but Lin Xuan's right hand was not any better. After hammering the hard skull, the bones in his fingers were crushed into pieces.
If it wasn't for his ruthlessness, he wouldn't have been able to kill a low-level earth-rank Black-scaled Armored Dragon.
The surging life force in Lin Xuan's body activated, but his entire right hand was now crippled. It could be repaired, but it would probably take a long time.
However, this wasn't a big problem. He wasn't fighting alone. This year's National High School League's top support, Jiang Bo, was standing behind him.
Blessing!
Sound of the Falling Stars!
Starlight!
