Su Ming was careless. He didn’t expect the opponent’s attack to be so fast and violent that he couldn’t react in time.
In his vision, the scene of lava and the giant python gradually faded away. In its place was a bright white, and he was temporarily blinded.
Knowing that he was at a disadvantage, he decided to temporarily avoid the attack. He raised his hind legs and prepared to retreat. However, a strong sense of dizziness filled his mind.
As if he was on a ship that was swaying, Su Ming’s entire body began to sway. He couldn’t even maintain his balance, let alone retreat.
As a last resort, Su Ming had to stop moving his limbs and calm himself down. He focused his attention on his other senses, especially his ears.
All of a sudden, the small sounds that were automatically blocked or ignored by his mind flooded into it.
“Pu... Zi...”
There was the sound of magma boiling.
“Ta...”
There was the sound of footsteps moving behind them.
“Hu...”
