Not to mention the fact that Zhang Xing had only sent out five dragons to beat their eight flood dragons into a pulp.
It was not hard to see that Zhang Xing's five dragons had not used their full strength. They were clearly playing around.
Moreover, the other four dragons were watching and gesturing, showing no intention of interfering.
Complete defeat!
The flood dragons on Demonic Jade Mountain's side did not even have a chance to resist.
Looking at the bloodied flood dragons, Mo Caiyi could not help but roar, "Stop!"
Zhang Xing did not even look at her. He still looked indifferent.
I have the initiative. I can fight however I want.
It's useless for you to tell me to stop!
"We admit defeat!"
Mo Caiyi gritted her teeth and said hatefully.
In order to protect the flood dragons, she could throw away her dignity and decisively admit defeat.
Zhang Xing smiled coldly and did not immediately ask the nine dragons to stop.
Instead, he said indifferently, "The dragons have just warmed up, and you're admitting defeat?"
"I think they're just giving in temporarily. They'll definitely launch a tactical counterattack later."
Mo Caiyi and the others' faces darkened. Counterattack my ass!
Didn't you see that the flood dragons' flesh was split open and they were fleeing in all directions?
Your dragons are just warming up. When they're done, our flood dragons will be f * cking dead!
"We admit defeat. The flood dragons are no match for them. You win!"
Ru Feng, the eldest son of the Ru family, immediately said anxiously.
"Oh, alright then. I still want the other Four Dragons to attack together."
Zhang Xing waved his hand, and the five dragons turned around and flew back, still unsatisfied.
The corner of Ru Feng's mouth twitched. Your five dragons could take the lives of eight flood dragons. If four more dragons went up, the bones of the eight flood dragons might not even be found.
However, they were unwilling to admit defeat just like that.
"Great Elder, we'll send our disciples to challenge Zhang Xing. This way, we can 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 Masters also received the news and nodded in agreement.
"Zhang Xing, what's the point of relying on a giant dragon? If you have the guts, come and fight with my senior brothers and sisters!"
An unfamiliar young man jumped out and shouted angrily.
Of course, Mo Caiyi and the others were too embarrassed to say such things.
Wouldn't that be even more embarrassing?
"Why? Do you want to regain some face?"
"Sure, I'll give you a chance. I'm just afraid that you don't have the strength to fight for it."
Zhang Xing quickly understood Mo Caiyi's intentions.
"Elite disciples of each mountain, listen up. Who wants to challenge Zhang Xing?"
Ru Feng was secretly delighted.
As soon as Zhang Xing finished speaking, he immediately took over and issued an order.
The elite disciples were stronger than the inner disciples. Basically, they were all selected from the inner disciples.
Their average age was around 50.
Their cultivations ranged from Four Star War Reverends to Six Star War Reverends.
As for personal disciples, that might not necessarily be the case.
Cultivation was one thing, but the main thing was one's talent.
For example, Ruan Mei, she was only a One Star War Elder right now, but the potential of her Eye of Vanity was limitless.
In the future, she would at least be a Nine Star Venerable.
Every Palace Master did not have many personal disciples, only two or three of them.
However, they were already existences below one person and above tens of thousands of 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 in satisfaction.
This was a junior that the Ru family had focused on nurturing.
He was a Four Star War Elder. He was calm and did not like to talk much.
"Go!
Be careful! "
Ru Feng instructed.