The Xiao Family True Dragon, Is That All?

These words caused an uproar throughout the venue.

"Is this kid insane?"

"Delusional, wishful thinking! A mere First Grade Body Tempering Realm dares to challenge our Xiao Family True Dragon?"

"Exactly! Even if the Eldest Prince suppresses his cultivation, he's still out of this kid's league!"

"It seems the Ninth Young Master isn't just weak in strength—his brain doesn't work either... hahaha!"

After the initial shock, many in the crowd burst into laughter, staring at Xiao Yang as if he were a clown.

If before there had been even a ten-thousandth chance of Xiao Yang winning, now it was utterly impossible—he was simply courting death.

Everyone waited to see the joke unfold.

"This kid really knows how to stir up trouble! Is General Ning supposed to marry someone like this?"

Among the crowd, Azure Luan frowned deeply, his impression of Xiao Yang souring.

But this was still Ning Hongye's fiancé, who had donated a Spirit Eye and gifted the Kirin Golden Light Armor...

He silently resolved that if Xiao Yang truly faced danger later, he would still have to step in and rescue him!

After all, the Vermilion Bird Army was not an ungrateful bunch.

"Ninth Brother, since you're so confident, then Eldest Brother will grant your wish! Don't worry, I'll go easy on you—just enough to keep you in bed for two or three years!"

Xiao Junlin narrowed his eyes, a cold gleam flashing within them, then raised his right arm and threw a punch.

"Tiger Roar Fist!"

In an instant, the wind of the punch howled, accompanied by the roar of a ferocious tiger.

Although Xiao Junlin had suppressed his cultivation to the First Grade Body Tempering Realm, he was insidious, secretly channeling the power of his Supreme Bone.

This force was enough to overwhelm even a Third-grade Martial Artist, let alone Xiao Yang.

But he didn't care—after all, he was the Xiao Family True Dragon, the hope of the clan.

Even if he crippled Xiao Yang, so what? Father King wouldn't blame him!

"Not good! Ninth Young Master, dodge!"

From afar, Azure Luan's face twisted in shock, never expecting Xiao Junlin to be so unprincipled in martial arts!

At this distance, even if he acted, it would be too late!

Yet in everyone's eyes, Xiao Yang stood still, not dodging—instead, he puffed out his chest and met the attack head-on.

In truth, Xiao Yang had been looking for a chance to test the power of the Mysterious Scale Ten Thousand Dragon Armor he wore.

Since Xiao Junlin was volunteering as a tool, he'd make an example of him!

"Boom!!!"

The domineering punch slammed directly into Xiao Yang's chest.

"Dragon's Wrath Resonance!"

Xiao Yang instantly activated the innate ability of the Mysterious Scale Ten Thousand Dragon Armor, absorbing the enemy's attack and converting it into a True Dragon Phantom to counter.

In that moment, golden light blazed, dazzling and brilliant.

From the armor, a dragon-shaped phantom shot forth, carrying an unstoppable, devastating force, and slammed heavily into Xiao Junlin.

"Aaaahhh!"

Accompanied by a scream, in everyone's sight, a figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Haha!"

"Xiao Yang overestimated himself, and got sent flying in one hit!"

"Wait... the one sent flying seems to be the Eldest Prince?!"

The crowd's cheers died halfway as they suddenly realized something was wrong.

What the hell was this? Were they hallucinating?

"Thud!"

The next moment, Xiao Junlin crashed heavily to the ground, his face bruised and swollen.

And by a stroke of irony, it landed right where he had spat earlier—effectively wiping the floor clean with his own face!

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth; he had suffered no light injury.

As for Xiao Yang, he stood with his hands behind his back, unmoving.

As if the enemy's attack had been nothing more than a tickle.

"The Xiao Family True Dragon... is this all you've got?" Xiao Yang said calmly.

His voice was soft, yet dripping with mockery.

Like an invisible slap, it struck Xiao Junlin's face hard.

"You... what trick did you pull, daring to ambush me?!"

Xiao Junlin still found it hard to believe.

Even if his Ninth Brother was wearing Father King's Kirin Golden Light Armor, it shouldn't have that kind of power.

Xiao Yang, however, looked innocent and smiled. "Eldest Brother, are you alright? I didn't mean to. I never expected that you, the Xiao Family True Dragon, would be so easily defeated!"

"Damn it! You bastard, daring to humiliate me... you're dead!!!"

Xiao Junlin, humiliated in front of so many people, felt his pride trampled and his rage reached an unbearable peak.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, his aura surged violently, and he directly raised his cultivation to the Fifth Grade Vajra Realm, preparing to suppress Xiao Yang.

"Heh..."

Xiao Yang just smiled, completely unafraid.

On one hand, he was wearing the Mysterious Scale Ten Thousand Dragon Armor. Even though Xiao Junlin was at the Fifth Grade Vajra Realm, even a full-force attack would likely struggle to break through his defense.

On the other hand, he had justification on his side and stood firmly in the right.

"Eldest Brother, our duel is over. The winner and loser are clear!"

"Besides, that Nine Revolutions Great Returning Pill was my betrothal gift to Miss Ning, agreed upon in front of Father King!"

"If you break your word, you'll only ruin your own reputation! Then, not only will Father King not let you off, but Miss Ning and the Vermilion Bird Army won't let you off either!"

Xiao Yang declared proudly, his voice ringing across the entire venue.

"Bastard, don't try to intimidate me with that Fiend Star Woman!"

Xiao Junlin, blinded by rage, ground his teeth. "This is King Zhenbei's Mansion. In front of this Eldest Prince, what is that woman worth?"

"How dare you!!!"

Suddenly, Azure Luan stepped out from the crowd, glaring furiously, and snapped, "My General Ning fights for the nation and bleeds on the battlefield. She will not tolerate slander! Eldest Prince, if you remain stubborn, I will go report this to General Ning immediately!"

Hearing this, Xiao Junlin's face turned ashen, but after hesitating for a moment, he finally restrained his aura.

At least for now, he didn't dare to openly break with Ning Hongye.

"Ninth Brother, I never expected you to latch onto that Fiend Star Woman's thigh so quickly. Looks like you served her well last night!"

"Fine, this Nine Revolutions Great Returning Pill is yours!"

With that, Xiao Junlin waved his hand, and a spiritual pill flew out from his sleeve, its surface faintly shimmering with light.

"Got it!"

Having achieved his goal, Xiao Yang said nothing more and turned to leave directly.

In a side courtyard of the mansion.

Azure Luan rushed back urgently and reported what had just happened to Ning Hongye.

"General, how do you think that Xiao Yang managed to defeat the Eldest Prince?" Azure Luan couldn't help asking.

"Two possibilities!"

Ning Hongye explained. "First, the Eldest Prince was putting on an act, deliberately going easy. Second, Xiao Yang has some secret treasure on him, or he's hiding his true cultivation level!"

Azure Luan added, "Regardless, that guy is no good! He talks sweetly, asking for the pill as a betrothal gift for you, but really, he's just using your name to collect gifts and treasures everywhere, keeping them all for himself, right?"

At her speculation, Ning Hongye fell silent for a few seconds, saying nothing.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door.

"Who is it?"

Azure Luan immediately got up to open the door. Seeing the person outside, she froze for a moment. "Xiao Yang, what are you doing here?"

"Why, to deliver a gift, of course!"

Then, Xiao Yang smiled, opened his palm, and revealed the Nine Revolutions Great Returning Pill.

"Miss Ning, this pill is my betrothal gift to you!"