Bai Hu Lie and Qingyi stared each other down, completely ignoring the tension of the spectators.
"I've been looking forward to this fight for quite some time, little dragon." The tiger laughed as he circled Qingyi, cold eyes brimming with fighting intent. "Are you really going to face me in that form? I'd be quite disappointed, hahaha!"
"No." Qingyi shook his head with a faint smile and activated his draconic form.
His horns grew. Small black scales crawled across his skin, layering over muscle and bone like living armor.
A massive pair of wings unfolded behind him, casting a broad shadow over the cracked earth.
His claws lengthened, each one sharp enough to split stone, far more powerful than before.
Divine tigers stood only a step below black dragons in raw strength, and that step was small. But that wasn't the real issue.
Bai Hu Lie had extremely pure beast blood. Over ninety-five percent, without a doubt.
