Long Xiaobai was envious when he saw that other people's weapons could become bigger and smaller, and it was strange to say that his Nine Dragons Battle was so awesome, but he couldn't get bigger and smaller at will. Perhaps, like the Nine Dragons Holy Clothes, the power is not fully turned on.

"Alas~ I really want to become a big Kowloon battle, and then take it out and pretend to be even more powerful. ”

"Great Sage, eat me with all my might!" the shark dragon burst out and smashed down with a huge stick.

"Whew!"

"Phew!"

"Ugh!" Sun Wukong's eyes were straight and his head was buzzing.

"Woo woo woo! how to play? don't play!" the shark dragon looked at the completely deformed stick, and then saw that Sun Wukong's head was just bulging, and it was not hurt at all, and he cried like a child.

Sun Wukong shook his head and came back from his confusion. flicked the golden hoop stick and shouted: "You don't need three moves! You can take one move and count you as a winner!"

"Woo!" the golden rod smashed into the shark dragon with ten thousand powers.

The shark dragon was stunned for a moment, and then raised its crooked rod in front of him. At this time, he dodges or flanks are the best defenses. However, I don't know if I underestimated Sun Wukong's strength, or overestimated my own strength.

"Phew!"

The golden hoop rod smashed on top of the iron rod, and the originally curved rod directly turned into a V-shape.

"Poof!" the shark dragon burst out with a mouthful of blood and flew straight out. The huge body flew over the high platform and flew into the distance.

"Poof!" fell into the Shura Sea, splashing a huge wave. However, at the moment of falling into the water, he still shouted: "I admit defeat!"

The four of them looked surprisingly quiet, whether it was some sea clans or ???-level wild immortals, they all looked straight at Sun Wukong.

Not to mention other means, few people dare to go head-to-head with each other in terms of strength alone.

Long Xiaobai secretly weighed himself, if he didn't sacrifice his weapon with the other party, and directly confronted the power of the bombardment, it was estimated that he would have to turn into a half-dragon, and he would have to hit a critical hit.

Damn, this monkey is only level 94, if he cultivates to recover, how powerful should he be?

(The centipede spirit Monkey King is a golden hoop stick sacrificed, and its strength is only the weight of the golden hoop stick.) ）

"Alas~ Between the same level, it is difficult to find an opponent who can compete with me~" Sun Wukong sighed, with a lonely posture of a master.

But then he looked at Long Xiaobai, a battle intent flashed in his eyes, and the golden hoop rod had an urge to jump.

This little junior brother is looking at himself getting stronger little by little, and it is unbelievably fast. In particular, the strength and defense are simply amazing.

If it weren't for myself as a senior brother, and the 'elders' were embarrassed to challenge, and there was that shameless chatter, I would have shot it a long time ago!

And this trip to the West Sea, plus putting down his identity to do foreign aid. There are still some selfish intentions when speaking. That is: You can play a game openly! As for whether you can play against each other? If the two of them are left in the end, even the chance of drawing lots will be saved.

Long Xiaobai was looked at by Sun Wukong, and he knew this warlike monkey very well. Forget it before, there is an excuse for not recovering from the injury. But now, his strength should be much, much higher than the little white dragon before, right?

"The first round, the last one, Sun Dasheng wins!"

"Boom!" the crowd exploded. It's nothing more than praise for the great sage's courage and domineering.

Sun Wukong smirked, he has never been a modest monkey. flew back and sat next to Long Xiaobai.

"Brother Monkey is mighty!" Long Xiaobai praised.

The corners of Sun Wukong's mouth curled. "Xiaobai, you used to always shout 'Brother Monkey is mighty'. Now, you don't need to be so modest, do you?"

"Quack, Brother Monkey, you are already mighty! If it weren't for Brother Monkey, would I have survived until now?" Long Xiaobai naturally hugged Sun Wukong's shoulder. Talking, I've been close to a monkey since I first wore it. And now, the relationship between the two is even with everyone in the scripture-learning team.

"Yes~ Now that you've grown up and become stronger, you're no longer that scumbag. How do you say it in one of your words? That's right: fattened, it's time to slaughter!" Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"it, Brother Monkey, you've learned badly!" Long Xiaobai was startled. If you don't see that the other party is joking, and you are confident in the relationship between the two, you still think that the other party has some evil thoughts.

"Hahaha! Okay, I won't tease you. Ready to prepare, it's time for the second round. Sun Wukong also hugged Long Xiaobai's shoulder. Two good friends, they don't care about other people's strange eyes.

The corners of Ao Yan's eyebrows turned up, obviously not to mention how beautiful it was. Although this son himself is not welcome, he even wants to kill the other party. But seeing the other party come to compete for the family, I was still very excited.

Of course, if he knew that Long Xiaobai had the intention of usurping the throne, he probably wouldn't be able to laugh.

Moang bowed his head and remained silent, but his face was gloomy and terrifying. I thought that my younger brother would learn the scriptures in peace and then become a Buddha. I didn't expect that this time the big competition was not only coming, but it was still such a high profile. Now, in the eyes of some people in the West Sea, there is only the third prince Xiao Bailong, and there is no longer his eldest prince! Especially the Dragon Girl of the West Sea and the mongrel dragon.

The Dragon Girl of the West Sea sat beside Long Xiaobai from beginning to end, even if the other party was 'intimate' with a monkey, she still looked at it with a smile.

And Yinglong also took the initiative to show favor to Long Xiaobai, and talked softly for a while.

With everyone in their own minds, the second round of the competition began.

In the second round, the attack was six games, and it was decided by drawing lots, and if you draw your own team, you can only count yourself unlucky.

And the biggest chance here is the West Sea.

"Second round! First game! The third prince of the West Sea vs. the Eagle Dragon of the West Sea!"

"Damn, is there such blood?" Long Xiaobai scolded directly. If it weren't for the fact that this old dragon didn't belong to any force, he would still think that the other party was cheating.

"Alas~ what a bad luck!" Ao Yan couldn't help but scold.

Yinglong is now his strongest son, and the third child is not weaker than the eldest prince. In this game, no matter who wins or loses, the loss is his West Sea.

"Third brother, why don't you admit defeat? The eagle dragon suddenly stood up and said. And, to put it mildly. Obviously, it is taking into account the identity of the other party.

Long Xiaobai stood up and bowed and said, "You are the elder, call you 'second brother'." Second brother, in my dictionary, there has never been the word 'admit defeat'!"

"Okay! Hahaha! I deserve to be my old grandson's junior brother!" Sun Wukong clapped his hands and applauded.

"Amitabha Buddha ~ Xiaobai, take a step back and open the sky. Tang Seng's words made Sun Wukong and Long Xiaobai feel tired for a while.

"Jade Dragon ......"

"Needless to say, let's fight!" Long Xiaobai didn't wait for Ao Yan to finish speaking, and flew directly into the air.

"Hahaha! Okay! Since the third brother wants to fight, let's fight!" The eagle dragon was also arrogant, and suddenly spread a pair of huge wings behind him and flew into the air.

(End of chapter)