Long Ao's Divine Dragon Arm was fused with Heaven and Earth's Momentum, and he held nothing back with each punch.
His fists moved like lightning. In just a few seconds, he had thrown hundreds of punches, pummelling Shanggong Yuan until he screamed incessantly.
"Enough."
Although he was extremely reluctant to stop, Long Ao didn't continue the assault now that the Prince had spoken. He grudgingly backed away.
If Shanggong Yuan had been at the Divine Dao Realm, Long Ao would never have attacked; he knew his own limits.
But Shanggong Yuan's current situation was completely different. With his Realm forcibly suppressed by the Prince, Long Ao feared no one at the same Level.
"Long Ao, I'm going to kill you."
"If not for my respect for the Prince, I'd kill you right here and now."
Hearing that icy voice, Shanggong Yuan shivered for some reason. He wanted to say something, but ultimately held his tongue.
