"Warming up, huh? Then show some real skills, or else you won't have another chance to fight back." Facing Saraf's taunt, Nero casually replied as he used his hand to adjust his not-yet-fully-healed jaw.
"I want to see how long you can maintain that arrogant attitude." Nero's contempt completely ignited Saraf's anger. With a crisp sound of air exploding as he clapped his palms together, Saraf let out a high-pitched dragon roar that resonated throughout the arena.
"Dragon Realm!"
In the midst of the dragon's roar, Saraf's scream in dragon language caused a drastic change in the arena. The originally smooth and white platform burst apart, and a massive amount of lava surged up from the ground like overwhelming tidal waves, engulfing the arena. Sitting at the side, Pei Yan was caught off guard by the surging lava flow and instinctively leaned back, only to realize that the boiling lava had met the thick arena's defense Array, retreating like waves crashing against coastal rocks.
