"Great! We hit him."
In the sky, Zhang Yan was incredibly excited. Wang Tianhao also laughed heartily, thinking they had finally killed the brat.
"What are you two so happy about?" Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from within the energy storm ahead.
When Zhang Yan heard this, he was startled. Wang Tianhao's pupils contracted sharply.
"That's the brat's voice. He's still alive!"
"Impossible." He shook his head frantically. That brat can't still be alive. After taking a direct hit from both of us, he should be dead without a doubt. I must have been hallucinating.
Just as he was thinking this, the energy storm was suddenly torn open, and Lin Xuan's figure emerged. He was covered in scales, as if he were wearing a dragon-shaped Battle Armor. He stood there, completely unscathed.
How is this possible? He actually blocked it! Wang Tianhao was dumbfounded.
Zhang Yan also gasped.
