The energy of the Heart of the Dragon within Wang Hao's body continuously flowed into Xing Hua's body through Wang Hao's hand. Xing Hua couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, his face turning alternately white and then green. For such power, Xing Hua was actually powerless to resist.
Xing Hua wanted to withdraw his hand, but at this moment, Wang Hao held on to it tightly, not letting go, making it impossible for him to escape.
"Let go!"
After feeling the strong and forceful grip of Wang Hao, Xing Hua's face suddenly changed.
The powder he had scattered just now was a control drug he had meticulously developed, which seemed infallible in controlling opponents, but it had no effect on Wang Hao.
This left Xing Hua in a state of panic, forcing him to shout loudly.
"Aren't you the one rumored to be very powerful? Why are you scared of shaking hands with me now?"
Wang Hao said coldly, yet still not loosening his grip, instead holding on even tighter.
