Croc the Third was born with keen senses.
Even though Chen Che was coiled up and motionless, the moment their eyes met, Croc the Third felt as if he were facing a deep-sea Fierce Beast...
'Luck?'
'Is this just my opponent having good luck?'
"Crocodile King!"
His heart pounding with fear, Croc the Third let out a sudden roar.
The Crocodile Flood Dragon beneath him seemed highly intelligent and understood the urgency of the situation. Its scales bristled instantly, and as its body twisted, a torrent of Demon Essence poured out.
BOOM!
A vast roar of water echoed as the undercurrents on the seabed surged, transforming in the blink of an eye into a hundred-zhang-tall water crocodile. Like a torpedo, it shot toward Chen Che and lunged at him with its massive maw wide open.
"Break!"
