As soon as Pratt's words fell, Sandra felt extremely awkward. This was a merciless slap to her face.
All kinds of feelings surged in her heart as she loosened her grip.
With a plop, she fell from the three-meter high wall.
Everyone heard a scream, but it quickly stopped. Clearly, the scream was forcefully suppressed.
Crown Prince Juen's face was also burning. This youth that they looked down on was the true powerhouse.
He couldn't let the Black Dragon continue fighting, otherwise, his Steel Dragon would be killed.
As the saying goes, revenge is a dish best served cold. I'll endure this today, we'll have plenty of time in the future.
"Stop!
Sir Zhang Xing, tell your dragon to stop. Today, I, Juen, admit defeat. Don't go overboard … "
He thought that once the Crown Prince spoke, Zhang Xing would give him some face.
In the end, before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xing snorted and waved his sleeves. "Get out!"
A magic arrow struck Crown Prince Juen's chest like lightning.
Before Crown Prince Juen could react, the words that were about to come out of his mouth were slapped back into his stomach.
At the same time, he felt a huge force lift his body into the air.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Under everyone's stunned gazes, Crown Prince Juen flew out of the courtyard wall like Sandra and crashed outside, letting out a miserable scream.
The whole place was dead silent. Even a pin drop could be heard!
No one had expected Zhang Xing to act so decisively, ruthlessly, and without the slightest hesitation.
He completely ignored the fact that his opponent was the Crown Prince of a fourth grade country. This was simply tyrannical!
Most of the people present had only heard of Zhang Xing's fame from rumors. Today, they saw it with their own eyes. The feeling that it gave them was even … a hundred times fiercer than the rumors.
Pratt and Na Bao's parents' mouths twitched. This kid was a troublemaker. How could he fight without any warning?
That was the crown prince of a country, the crown prince of a fourth ranked country!
It was fine if you hit his dragon or any of his subordinates, but …
Sigh!
It's over now. The hatred was completely formed. The consequences were unknown …
They looked at Zhang Xing helplessly as endless worry rose in their hearts.
At this moment, the pupils of that Exalt Realm guard constricted, "Zhang Xing, don't think that you're unparalleled in the world just because you possess two seventh rank dragons!"
"Two giant dragons are nothing in the Foss Kingdom. The number of Battle Dragon Legions in my palace is beyond your imagination!"
"You've hit His Highness the Crown Prince, which is equivalent to going against the Foss Kingdom and challenging the dignity of the imperial family. Just wait for the imperial family to come and take you back and cut you into a thousand pieces!"
Zhang Xing didn't even look at him. He just calmly repeated a few words, "Throw them all out!"
After saying that, he took Na Bao's little hand and walked to the table casually. Along the way, everyone stood up and respectfully gave up their seats.
Zhang Xing simply gestured with his hands to indicate that everyone was seated.
He led Na Bao to the front and sat down at an empty seat. This was a seat that only Old Master Pratt could sit at.
However, no one felt that it was abrupt. They all thought that he should sit there.
During this process, the courtyard outside the banquet hall had been completely cleaned up.
First was that Exalt Realm cultivator who roared and threatened Zhang Xing. He was grabbed by the collar by Xiao Bai and kicked over the wall.
Then, all the remaining guards very consciously jumped out of the courtyard.
They all fell to the ground with bruises all over their faces. They had no choice but to do so. There was still a Black Dragon watching them from above.
The group of people who came in a mighty manner all fled with their tails between their legs.