However, this time, the appeal of the two was rarely answered.

After all, the rule of the Holy Son of the True Dragon Realm has always been to admit the best of the best.

Although Ao Feng's has a trace of the bloodline of the ancient Yinglong, there is still a big gap between him and Xiaobai, who has passed on the pure bloodline of the Dragon Emperor, in terms of bloodline level.

The previous excuse is no longer valid, and Xiaobai has more reinforcements from this ancient Tianlong lineage, so naturally many people are also biased towards Xiaobai again.

"Xiaobai, what's the benefit of this Holy Son. Zhao Junyu transmitted the message to Xiaobai.

"I don't know, maybe it's some kind of inheritance or something. ”

"Boss, I don't care what kind of son this is, if not, I'll return it to them. ”

"I'm going to go out with you and kill the alien race outside the territory to take revenge. ”

Xiaobai replied.

Zhao Junyu hesitated.

He didn't know much about the Holy Son of the True Dragon Realm, but the title of Intuition would be of great benefit in the future.

"If Xiao Bai can dominate the True Dragon Realm in the future, it will be a big help. ”

In the future, there will be a full-scale war with the soul clan, and even the black hand behind it, and it would be best if the true dragon realm could join.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Junyu immediately said: "Xiaobai, this title of Holy Son can't be returned to them for nothing, why should it be ours if it's ours." ”

Xiao Bai understood, turned his head and snorted coldly towards the West Sea, and the Beihai Patriarch said:

"Why, who has stipulated that as a holy son, you can't leave the True Dragon Realm. ”

"Besides, it's not like I'm not coming back. ”

In the West Sea, the North Sea patriarch was speechless for a while.

"Holy Son, you don't know when you will return to the True Dragon Realm. ”

"I propose, you have a competition with my clan Ao Feng, and if Ao Feng wins, you will give up the Holy Son. ”

"If you win, we will have nothing to say. ”

The Beihai Patriarch rolled his eyes and said.

"Ao Sheng, you are so shameless!"

"Ao Feng is in the late stage of the eighth order, the Holy Son is only in the early stage of the eighth order, and Ao Feng's age is far above the Holy Son. ”

"Do you think it's fair to compete like this?"

"The Son of God is the person we unanimously decided to make, and it must not be changed. Ao Yan, the patriarch of the South China Sea, objected in a rough voice.

"Why, I think it's reasonable. ”

"Ao Feng was originally the candidate for the Holy Son that our four clans have always decided, if Xiao Bai leaves, it is reasonable to transfer the position of the Holy Son to him. ”

Xihai Aohua immediately retorted.

Then many people below also quarreled into a pot of porridge.

But the vast majority of the dragon clan powerhouses are silent and a little hesitant.

"Okay! I accept the offer. ”

"Have a fair and honest competition with Senior Brother Ao Feng. ”

Xiao Bai suddenly said aloud at this time, and suddenly there was silence all around.

"Holy Son, you have to think about it. Ao Hou and Ao Yan were shocked.

"Thanks to the support of the two patriarchs, I have made up my mind. ”

"If I lose, I will naturally give up the position of Holy Son to Senior Brother Ao Feng. ”

Xiaobai's words paused.

Ao Hua, the patriarch of the West Sea, and Ao Sheng, the patriarch of the North Sea, suddenly looked overjoyed.

"But what if I win?"

"Then we, the two tribes of the West Sea and the North Sea, will definitely obey the dispatch of the Holy Son in the future. ”

"Never break your word. ”

Ao Hua and Ao Sheng glanced at each other and said in unison.

They are afraid that Xiaobai will regret it.

In their hearts, Ao Feng, who has stayed in the late eighth order for thousands of years and is one step away from breaking through the ninth order, is the true descendant of the Dragon King of the North Sea, and has the bloodline of the ancient Ying Dragon.

How impossible, he can't win a young dragon with a bone age of less than a hundred years and a cultivation of only the early stage of the eighth order, even if he has the blood of the Dragon Emperor, they will win this competition.

Ay...... Ao Hou and Ao Yan looked helpless.

As a true dragon clan, although it has not yet reached the point of saying what it says, the promise made in public must not be reversed.

Of course, the powerhouses of the Thousand Dragons Clan present were very curious about the strength of Xiaobai, the Holy Son.

Coming to the True Dragon Realm for almost four years, Xiao Bai has been living in seclusion and cultivating in a low-key manner, although he knows that he is in the early stage of the eighth order, he doesn't know what his specific strength is.

In this way, in fact, many people are also dissatisfied with him being the Holy Son, and they have a lot of complaints in their hearts.

Xiaobai and Zhao Junyu also knew this, so they agreed to compete just now, just to defeat Ao Feng in one go, play their own majesty, and convince everyone.

"Xiaobai, you are almost sure. Zhao Junyu looked into the distance, and the white-clothed Ao Feng, who was still looking at the sky with a lonely and arrogant face, frowned.

Just now he unleashed the power of the Heavenly Dragon, and among all the people present, except for Xiao Bai and the four patriarchs, this Ao Feng was the least affected.

It is conceivable that the bloodline of this Ao Feng is also very special.

"Forty percent. ”

"Because I've only seen him shoot once, and I don't know the details yet. Xiaobai said lightly.

"Well, the Celestial Dragon Inheritance that I passed on to you back then. ”

"Combined with your Dragon Emperor bloodline, if you cultivate properly in the past few years, it is enough to make you invincible at the same level in the Dragon Clan. Zhao Junyu reminded.

"Don't worry, boss. ”

"The combination of the Heavenly Dragon Inheritance and the Dragon Emperor bloodline, I have never pulled down the cultivation. ”

"It's just that it was just practiced not long ago, and if it had been practiced a few years earlier, then the alien race might not be a concern at all. Xiao Bai snorted coldly.

", it's not my little brother, and the ability to brag about 13 has to be passed on by Lao Tzu. Zhao Junyu's old face turned red.

"Alright, don't waste time. ”

"Let's get started. ”

Xihai Aohua said.

The crowd left the stone hall and returned to the square.

"Please be a witness to all of you. ”

"If the Holy Son loses, transfer the Holy Son to Ao Feng. ”

"If the Son wins, the two tribes of the West Sea and the North Sea will then obey the Son's dispatch. After Ao Hou and Ao Yan reiterated it.

The crowd gave way to the center of the square.

The white-clothed Ao Feng slowly stepped forward.

"To be honest, I didn't take you seriously before. ”

"What kind of Dragon Emperor bloodline, it's nothing in front of me. ”

"But now, you've managed to pique my interest. Ao Feng looked at Xiaobai and said word by word.

Many dragon powerhouses frowned, this Ao Feng was too crazy, and this was also disrespectful to the Dragon Emperor.

"Today, I'm going to let you know that what belongs to me will be taken back sooner or later. Ao Feng said condescendingly.

"You're talking too much. ”

Xiaobai shook his head, but he didn't move.

With a bang, a wave of purple-gold light instantly swept between the two of them, and they were caught off guard, and some of the surrounding dragon clans whose cultivation was not too high to avoid were directly shocked away.

The two had already collided as they spoke.

Ao Feng stood still, and Xiao Bai took a step back.

"Interesting, come up!"

Ao Feng's body was like a swimming dragon, and he had reached a height of thousands of meters in an instant.

Xiaobai followed and rushed to the sky.

"Let me go down!" Ao Feng smiled indifferently.

An invisible heaven and earth energy gathered majestically again, and a huge fist mark instantly condensed in the air and smashed down towards Xiaobai.

Zhao Junyu frowned.

Asked others to take off to compete, but did not wait for the other party to stand still, condescending to meet the head-on attack, this Ao Feng was cunning and quite disgraceful.

"Get out of here!"

After a fierce dragon roar stirred in the air, Xiao Bai shook from top to bottom, the surging golden flames around his body trembled, and the energy between heaven and earth fluctuated violently at this moment, and his fist was overhead, and he punched out fiercely!

When the two fist prints collided, countless black holes were instantly blasted out of space.

After a violent roar.

As far as the eye could see, the space was still violently distorted.

Ao Feng took a few steps back in the air diagonally, looking at Xiao Bai, who had already stood firmly from the bottom to the top, with a look of disbelief.

His eyes contracted, and he completely put away his contempt.

"Come again!" Xiao Bai roared angrily, a pair of handsome eyes full of murderous energy.

The swollen fists burst out one after another, bursts of huge force poured out, and powerful energy ripples burst out one by one.

Ao Feng didn't dare to slack off, and one after another fist prints that overwhelmed the heavens and the earth burst out one after another.

Boom, boom, with the fierce fight between the two, the lightning and thunder in the sky roared, and the rain poured down!

Everyone present was already nervous and couldn't breathe, and their eyes watched the fierce fight in the sky without blinking.

There is only one exception, and that is our Emperor Zhao Daxian.

"Wife, you want to kill me. ”