No matter if it was a charge or feigned retreat, Xia Nan prevailed in all directions.
But at this moment, flying through the air, he clearly saw those serpent eyes that were constantly gazing at him, slightly turning with his every displacement, along with the swaying serpent head.
"Has it reacted?"
The Snake Scale Corpse demonstrated Xia Nan's suspicion through its actions.
The pitch-black Winter Wolf failed to catch the prey it had anticipated, and under its Flaming Fang, it only bit into air.
The enemy displayed far more exaggerated reaction speed and instantaneous movement ability than before.
Even with Xia Nan's current vision, he only caught a glimpse of a dark green shadow swiftly flashing past the corner of his eye.
Perception Ability quietly kicked in, and his hands instinctually gripped the wooden frame and shielded to his side.
"Zzzla!"
Scorching hot flames forced the threatening serpent head retreat.
