"If I don't beat you into submission today, you clearly won't behave yourself." Qin Yuesheng pressed down with force, and at once, the Purple Flood Dragon's entire head crashed onto the ground with a thunderous boom, smashing a deep depression and countless cracks into the earth.
Under Qin Yuesheng's astonishing strength, the Purple Flood Dragon was utterly unable to move; no matter how it writhed, it could not escape the grip of Qin Yuesheng's palm.
Seeing that this beast still refused to give in, Qin Yuesheng raised his fist and struck down, landing squarely on the flood dragon's head. This punch was no joke—even though Qin Yuesheng didn't use his full power, it was more than enough to overwhelm a flood dragon.
The Purple Flood Dragon felt as if its brain had been struck by lightning, suffering a brutal blow. Dazed and reeling, stars burst before its eyes.
