Bai Xiong urged the power in his palms, the surging strength of the beast rolled like a torrent, as if overflowing a riverbank, transforming into a dragon with wide-open fangs, determined to devour everything.
As one of the first to reach SSS level among the beast-people, Bai Xiong had never suffered such an insult, he unleashed all his rage through his attacks, using both full strength and momentum.
He did not hold back; his attack was a barrage of thunderous blows.
The mysterious malign figure squinted, gauging Bai Xiong's movements, even as Bai Xiong's strength became gruesome, it still couldn't stir much of a ripple in the eyes of the mysterious malign.
The look in his eyes never changed from start to finish, as if there was nothing that could make him show fear.
Seeing the attitude of the mysterious malign, Bai Xiong's anger intensified; he took it as a complete disregard for him.
