Rippling emerald waves, sparkling on the lake surface, Ying Yue and others floated in mid-air, opposite them was a black-scaled water dragon, a hundred feet long.
"For survival, one must submit!"
"For dignity, one must resist to death!"
At this moment, Dragon King Heijiao's expression fluctuated, trapped in infinite indecision.
"What, are you still thinking of resisting?"
Ying Yue looked at the opponent, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
"I admit you are the Lord of the World, having means to constrain me!"
After his expression fluctuated for a while, Dragon King Heijiao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "But to submit to you just like this, I'm... unwilling; if you're capable, defeat me!"
"Hahaha, not until someone's heart dies at the Yellow River!"
Ying Yue laughed abruptly, beckoning teasingly, "Come, come, today I won't stop until I beat the crap out of you, until you know I'm not one of ill repute!"
"Then I'll be impolite!"
