1198: C1198 Ru Ye Challenged Zhang Xing

C1198 Ru Ye Challenged Zhang Xing

Article 1198. Ru Ye challenged Zhang Xing.

Furthermore, Zhang Xing had only used five Giant dragon, and he had already beaten up all eight of their flood dragon!

It wasn't difficult to tell that Zhang Xing's five dragons hadn't used their full strength. It was obvious that they were playing a game.

Furthermore, there were four dragons at the side that were gesturing as they watched. They didn't seem to have any intention of interfering.

Complete defeat!

The flood dragon on Demon Jade Mountain's side did not even have the chance to resist.

Looking at the bloody flood dragon, Mo Caiyi could not help but roar, "Stop!"

Zhang Xing did not even look at her and still looked indifferent.

The initiative is in my hands. I can fight however I want.

If you say stop, it won't work!

"We admit defeat!"

Clenching her teeth, Mo Caiyi said hatefully.

In order to protect the flood dragon, she could lose face and decisively admit defeat.

Zhang Xing smiled coldly and did not immediately ask Nine Dragons to stop.

Instead, he said faintly, "All the dragons have just warmed up, and you all admit defeat?"

"I think they are only making a temporary concession. They will definitely make a tactical counterattack in a while."

Mo Caiyi and the others' faces turned black. Counterattack your sister!

Didn't you see that the flood dragon had been beaten until its flesh had split open and it was fleeing in all directions!

Your dragon had just started warming up. When they finished warming up, our flood dragon would be f * cking dead!

"I resolutely admit defeat. The flood dragon is not their match, you win!"

The Ru Family boss Ru Feng immediately said anxiously.

"Oh, alright then. I still want the other four dragons to attack together."

Zhang Xing beckoned with his hand. Huang Zheng's Wulong turned around and flew back as if it hadn't had enough.

The corner of Ru Feng's mouth twitched. Your five dragons were enough to take the lives of eight flood dragon. If you had four more, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to find the bones of the eight flood dragon.

However, admitting defeat just like that seemed somewhat unwilling.

"Great Elder, we will send our disciples to challenge Zhang Xing. This way, we will be able to regain some face. What do you think?"

Ru Feng transmitted his voice to Mo Caiyi.

After thinking for a while, Mo Caiyi nodded and agreed.

At the same time, the other Palace Mistress also received the news and nodded in agreement.

"What kind of ability does Zhang Xing have by relying on the Giant dragon? If he has the guts, then compete with my senior brothers and sisters!"

An unfamiliar young man jumped out and shouted with an indignant expression.1

Of course, Mo Caiyi and the others were too embarrassed to say such words.

Wouldn't that be even more shameful?

"Why? Do you want to regain some face?"

"Sure, I'll give you guys a chance. I'm just afraid that you don't have the strength to fight for it."

Zhang Xing quickly understood the intention of Mo Caiyi and the others.

"Elite disciples of each mountain, listen up. Who wants to challenge Zhang Xing?"

Ru Feng was secretly delighted.

After Zhang Xing finished speaking, he immediately followed up with another order.

Elite disciples were stronger than inner circle disciples. Basically, they were all selected from the inner circle disciples.

Their average age was around fifty years old.

The cultivation level ranged from Four-Star Warlord to a Six Star Combat Venerable.

As for direct disciples, that was not necessarily the case.

The cultivation level was one aspect, and it mainly depended on one's talent.

For example, Ruan Mei. She was only a one-star Battle Venerable now, but the talent of the Illusionist Eye had unlimited potential.

In the future, she would at least be at Nine Star Venerable One's realm.

There were not many personal disciples of Palace Mistress, only two or three of them.

But now, they were already above ten thousand people.

In the near future, they would become the successors of the various palaces.

"Disciple Ru Ye requests to fight!"

A middle-aged man in his fifties slowly walked out from the crowd.

Ru Feng nodded his head in satisfaction.

This was a junior that the Ru Family had focused on nurturing.

Four-Star Warlord's realm was steady, and he didn't like to talk much.

"Go! Be careful and accept the challenge!"

Ru Feng instructed.

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