[Pleading for votes.]
Deafening roars resounded in the air.
They were filled with dazzling and terrifying Dou Skills that filled the entire space. They contained a peerless killing and destructive force.
Hun Bulang and Hun Xiu were currently injured. Red blood seeped out of their skin. Their robes had also become tattered.
However, the aura of the two did not diminish.
They were still so aloof.
Hun Bulang, a five star Dou Sheng, did not gain the upper hand against Hun Xiu, who was wielding the Xuan Yuan Sword.
Even if.
Even if Hun Bulang used all his strength and used all his trump cards, he could not do anything to Hun Xiu.
Hun Xiu was only a One Star level Dou Sheng.
It was already so difficult to deal with a One Star level Dou Sheng.
If Hun Xiu was a two or three star Dou Sheng and wielded this' Golden Sword ', he would not be a match for Hun Xiu.
He did not even have the qualifications to be mentioned in the same breath.
Thinking of this, Hun Bulang could not help but feel a sense of helplessness in his heart.
Hun Xiu was indeed the strongest genius of the Hun Clan in the past ten thousand years.
That was really amazing [Show off].
After the two separated amidst the dazzling Dou Skills, Hun Bulang looked at his current appearance. He then looked at Hun Xiu.
He no longer had the will to continue fighting.
Hun Xiu's monstrous talent was enough to be the 'Young Master of the Hun Clan'.
This was because if he continued fighting.
He did not have the confidence to win against Hun Xiu.
Although he did not have the strength to continue fighting, he could not easily withdraw.
Admit defeat?
That was impossible.
Hun Bulang smiled and said, "Cousin Hun Xiu, I wish to admit defeat and hand over the position of the Young Master to you.
What do you think, Hun Xiu? "
“？？？”
Hun Xiu was slightly stunned when he heard this.
He had just fought Hun Bulang to a standstill.
This was enough to show how important the position of the Young Master was to Hun Bulang.
Now.
He actually wanted to take the initiative to admit defeat.
It was unbelievable.
In Hun Xiu's eyes, it was unbelievable.
If Hun Bulang had this kind of awareness, he would not have rejected him yesterday.
Hun Xiu was very curious.
What was it?
Did he want him to change his mind?
Was it love?
Or what?
Since he wanted to admit defeat..
Hun Xiu came to a realization and said, "Cousin Bu Lang wouldn't be so kind as to admit defeat, right?"
Hun Bulang Hun Xiu.
He smiled generously and said, "Cousin Hun Xiu, I can admit defeat and let you become the young master of the Hun clan."
"Hun Xiu".
"Cousin Hun Xiu, Hun Xiu must pay a price."
When Hun Xiu Sheng heard this, he thought to himself, "As expected."
But on the surface, he smiled and said, "I wonder what Hun Xiu wants?
What do I need to pay? "
Hun Bulang said, "For Cousin Hun Xiu, it might not be much."
"Oh."
When Hun Xiu Sheng heard Hun Bulang Sheng's words, he could not help but be interested. "Cousin Hun Xiu, just say it. What do you want?"
Hun Bulang Sheng said seriously, "Cousin Hun Xiu, give me the sword in your hand. I'll immediately admit defeat and help you ascend to the position of the Young Master. How about that?"
He could admit defeat and help Hun Xiu become the Young Master.
However, Hun Xiu had to pay a price.
The price was none other than the Golden Sword in Hun Xiu's hands.
Hun Bulang took a fancy to the Xuanyuan Sword.
Such a sharp sword.
Divine Sword.
Who wouldn't want to be in control?
The sharpness of this sword was rarely seen on the continent.
The sharpness of this sword was unparalleled.
The power of this sword was incomparable.
When Hun Xiu wielded this sword, he, a One Star level Dou Sheng, could surpass him, a five star Dou Sheng.
If …
He, Hun Bulang, wielded this sword.
Would he be able to fight against a seven star Dou Sheng?
The higher the level, the harder it was to cultivate.
In the meantime.
The higher the level, the more terrifying the gap between One Star level was. It was difficult to bridge the gap.
When Hun Xiu heard Hun Bulang's request, he couldn't help but smile.
It turned out that the other party was after the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand.
He had to admit that it was a good idea.
However …
He was just daydreaming.
…
Outside.
"What?
Hun Bulang wants to admit defeat and withdraw? "
"Is it worth it for a sword?"
…
When the people outside heard the conversation between Hun Bulang and Hun Xiu, an uproar broke out.
With their eyesight, they could naturally see that the "Golden Sword" in Hun Xiu's hand was not ordinary.
They could also see that the reason why Hun Xiu was able to fight against Hun Bulang for so long was because of Hun Xiu's monstrous talent.
More importantly, the "Golden Sword" in Hun Xiu's hand.
If it wasn't for this sword …
Hun Xiu would have been defeated by Hun Bulang.
Now that Hun Bulang was prepared to give up the position of Young Master in exchange for the "Golden Sword" in Hun Xiu's hand, many people present expressed that they couldn't accept it.
The position of Young Master in exchange for a sword?
Young Master = sword?
In their eyes, what kind of stupid idea was this?
They couldn't accept it.
Hun Dongmei said angrily, "What does Hun Bulang mean?"
"Since he wants to exchange the position of Young Master in exchange for the sword in Hun Xiu's hand, is there a hole in his head?"
"That's right."
Hun Dongmei's voice rang out, and soon a group of people agreed.
They agreed with Hun Dongmei's words.
Hun Bufan didn't agree.
He understood Hun Bulang's intention.
"Hun Bulang has no choice. If I were in his position …"
"I would make the same choice as him."
Hearing this, Hun Dongmei couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Even those who agreed with Hun Dongmei's words were stunned.
They didn't understand. What did Hun Bufan mean?
Hun Bulang couldn't do it?
Hun Dongmei couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fan, what do you mean?"
Hun Bufan: "Hun Bulang can't do anything to Hun Xiu. Don't you see that the two of them are evenly matched?"
"It's very difficult to determine the winner."
"It's not easy for Hun Bulang to defeat Hun Xiu."
"It's also not easy for Hun Xiu to defeat Hun Bulang."
"Therefore, Hun Bulang's second best choice, the 'Golden Sword' in Hun Xiu's hand, is a clear choice."
Hun Dongmei heard this.
She was stunned.
After a long time, she came to a realization. "Hun Xiu is only a One Star level Dou Sheng, while Hun Bulang is a Five Star Dou Sheng."
"Hun Bulang can't do anything to Hun Xiu?"
Hun Dongmei expressed that it was very difficult for her to accept all of this.
How could a person be so monstrous?
Could such a monstrous person still be considered human?
He could only be described as a monster.
Hun Bufan said seriously, "Although Hun Xiu is a One Star level Dou Sheng, he's different."
"He's the first person in the Soul Clan in ten thousand years."
"He possesses the first Transcendent Divine Bloodline in history, a Grade Eleven Bloodline."
"He can't be judged by an ordinary person."
After Hun Bufan finished speaking, the surrounding people fell silent.
They listened to Hun Bufan's words.
They felt that Hun Bulang's choice was very correct.
It wasn't that hard to accept.
As expected.
The benevolent saw benevolence, and the wise saw wisdom.
People with great wisdom saw things so clearly.
It wasn't unreasonable for others to be stronger than them.
… …
Nihilistic Dysphagia's lips curled into a [Crooked Mouth] and said, "This Hun Bulang is a little interesting. He even has his eyes on us."
In Nihilistic Dysphagia's opinion.
The "Golden Sword" in Hun Xiu's hand was already his and Hun Tiandi's "private property".
Now that Hun Bulang dared to have his eyes on the "Golden Sword", he was snatching something from them.
It had to be said that Hun Bulang was very bold.
Hun Bulang was dumbfounded. "???"
Hun Xiu was dumbfounded. "You guys are so despicable!
Since when did my sword belong to you guys? "
Hearing this, Hun Tiandi smiled faintly and said, "Let's continue watching!"
"Let's see what Xiu 'er's choice will be."
"The sword that belongs to us isn't something that anyone can covet."
Hearing this, Nihilistic Dysphagia smiled and nodded. "That's right."
"The sword that belongs to us will still be ours in the end."
Hun Xiu: "???"
"F * ck … [Fragrant Mouth]"