"Woo..."
The sound was piercing, the space was collapsing.
The rays of light were also twisting.
Zhang Bin didn't retreat, nor did he escape.
His left hand suddenly raised, transforming into a claw, fiercely grabbing onto the opponent's dragon claw.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The two claws collided, producing an incredibly piercing sound.
Sparks flew everywhere.
Both of their hands exerted force madly, trying to twist off the other's claw.
But they both realized that the opponent's hand was hard to the extreme, unable to be twisted off.
Then they were both hit by a huge counterforce, flying backward.
Each retreated about ten steps before stabilizing their bodies completely.
On the first move, they surprisingly ended in a draw, evenly matched.
All the disciples were stunned, not quite believing their eyes.
Zhang Bin was actually strong to such an extent, having cultivated only to the Golden Core Late Stage, yet able to withstand Min Tatian's dragon claw strike?
