"What do you think, Mr. Xue, the successor of Hidden Dragon School, about having a True Dragon hidden within you?"
Xue Jing raised an eyebrow, "I just practice martial arts called Hidden Dragon School, I'm not an actual dragon. Could it still be a restraint on me?"
Ning Fengwan pinched her chin, pondering, "It seems that God's power really is such an unreasonable thing."
"I now have a vague feeling, just sensing that you are a 'dragon', and in front of the Serpent Slayer Spearhead, you could easily be torn apart."
Xue Jing's mouth twitched.
What was this all about? A combat dinosaur? A dinosaur nemesis?
I practiced a martial art related to dragons, and it added a debuff to myself?
He suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed, "Wait, aren't you the Sect Hierarch of Dragon Cult?"
"And you ended up with a power that restrains dragons?" Xue Jing's face showed a bizarre expression.
