"When I extract all the source material from his body, I'll stop." Li Ming pondered.
After sporadic battles, almost forty-five minutes had passed, and it seemed sufficient.
Ryan too had the intention to retreat; although anger simmered within him, he gradually calmed down.
Continuing the fight served no purpose. Before him was merely an empty husk, and his current state only worsened with each passing moment; it was too costly.
Winning was useless, and losing was even more disgraceful, yet he was reluctant to withdraw suddenly.
Suddenly, his gaze shifted slightly and a feeling of relief washed over him, "Costa is finally here."
Costa, emerging from the Golden Hunting Blade, stared at the battle, ripples of shock in his heart. He hadn't expected the two sides to fight like this.
Both Ryan and Azure Dragon's performance greatly exceeded his expectations.
"Gentlemen!" As his gaze flickered, spiritual fluctuations surged out rapidly.
