Ao Ye

"Hey!"

Previously, Ao Li had been shouting that he wanted to fight and kill, and when Zhang Xuezhou turned around and rammed into Ao Li, he couldn't help but shout as if he was about to use some ultimate move.

His loud shout filled Ao Li with a mixture of excitement and fear.

Exciting because the opponent was finally getting serious, but terrifying because the opponent completely disregarded the flying state and chose to charge at high speed.

Ao Li only had time to tighten his body before he felt as if his dragon body had been whipped.

Before he could react, a red light swept across the area, and the other party appeared, baring its teeth, a hundred feet behind him.

"Is the person you're carrying whipping me?"

Ao Li frowned and gave a solemn shout, leaving Zhang Xuezhou speechless for a moment.

Combining his speed advantage, Zhang Xuezhou attempted to use physical impact to launch a brute-force attack.

But he was quite disheartened after the impact.

Perhaps his yang-body form could withstand blows, but the speed combined with the impact of the body did not result in a sufficiently powerful strike.

He exerted all his strength, but all he managed to give Ao Li was the feeling of being whipped.

Ao Li appeared to be unharmed, and Zhang Xuezhou was also uninjured, but the Demon Power consumed by the collision was too much for Zhang Xuezhou to bear.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Xuezhou shouted. "The person lying on my back is a patient. He can't move. He can't possibly whip you. This is my Lightning Five-Strike Whip. Don't talk nonsense if you can't see it clearly!"

"Well!"

Ao Li hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to hover and change direction.

"What a powerful five-hit lightning whip! I really didn't see it clearly. Come on!" Ao Li shouted.

"Does whoever has the Dragon Ball win?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.

"Good!"

Ao Li transformed into human form, his face displaying arrogance, and he tried his best to look as the most punchable person he had ever been.

He had never heard of the "Five-Strike Lightning Whip," but he had to admit that he was struck by the whip before he could react.

If such an opponent could wield a powerful weapon and strike him repeatedly, Ao Li felt he would inevitably suffer a crushing defeat.

He tried his best to maintain his dignity as the Great Dragon God of Rain, raising the Dragon Pearl with his left hand, wanting to provoke the other party into a close battle.

If his opponent gains the upper hand in close combat, he simply concedes defeat and hands over the Dragon Ball.

"You're holding the Dragon Ball so low, who are you looking down on?"

Ao Li shook the Dragon Ball, and heard the other party exclaim, which made him slightly surprised. He couldn't help but raise the Dragon Ball a little higher.

However, he gripped the silver dragon spear in his right hand even tighter, ready to thrust it forward as soon as his opponent charged at him.

"Who do you think you are? Lift it a little higher, a little to the right, too far to the right, a little to the left, just a little bit closer to me..."

The noisy noise came, and Ao Li's eyes narrowed in alertness. He then held the dragon pearl up and moved it back and forth above his head.

I won!

When he heard a voice behind him, Ao Li felt a chill run down his spine.

His eyes were still looking ahead, but the other person's body appeared behind him.

Correspondingly, there is also the dragon ball he holds in his left hand.

The more force he exerted with his right hand, the more relaxed his left hand gripped the Dragon Ball.

The time was too short, so short that he didn't even realize the Dragon Ball had slipped from his grasp; only the last vestiges of his instinct reacted.

He looked at the silver dragon spear thrust out with his right hand, then at his opponent whose throat was being pointed at by the spear.

"Impressive skill!"

Ao Li's heart was churning like waves, and his right hand, gripping the Silver Dragon Spear, even trembled slightly. But he realized that his opponent didn't care at all about the Silver Dragon Spear, which was only three feet away from his neck.

As if calculating the distance, knowing he would stop firing, or perhaps not even fearing the shot, the opponent gripped the dragon ball with its claws, its body showing no sign of retreat.

This compelled Ao Li to offer a word of praise.

"Ao Li has accepted his defeat wholeheartedly. Does he still not know your esteemed name, fellow Daoist?"

Ao Li lost inexplicably, but he wasn't the kind of dragon who would stubbornly persist in fighting.

Once the Dragon Balls have changed hands, he won't cause any trouble.

However, as long as he possesses the speed to catch up with his opponent and can see through their five-strike lightning whip, Ao Li believes he will definitely challenge them and reclaim the Dragon Ball.

"I already said my name is Ao Ye!"

Zhang Xuezhou grumbled and made up a name for himself.

"Fellow Daoist Ao Ye, you are truly skilled. I, Ao Li, am no match for you and accept my defeat wholeheartedly. However, since becoming the Great Dragon God of Rain, I have been busy having children, which has caused me to slack off in my skills and my body is somewhat weak. Once I have recovered, I will definitely seek you out for a battle," Ao Li said solemnly.

"I only need to use the Dragon Balls; I can return them to you later!"

"I am not as skilled as you, but you must not insult me. I will take back the Dragon Balls fair and square through battle!"

Zhang Xuezhou spoke the truth.

He was just borrowing the Dragon Ball to replenish his Demon Essence Pill; if it worked, he would use it, and if not, he would return it.

At first, he only thought of giving Ao Li some random advice on having a child so he could trick him into using the Dragon Ball. Little did he know that the usually generous Ao Li would suddenly become stingy.

After exchanging a few more words, Zhang Xuezhou realized that the conversation had broken down again.

He watched as Ao Li angrily plunged headfirst into the Jing River, and couldn't help but reflect on his own way of speaking.

"The dragons' psychology is too hard to fathom!"

He could only sigh in the end, realizing that he had had too little contact with dragons and hadn't yet figured out the rules of their interaction.

But Zhang Xuezhou was also glad that Ao Li kept his word.

He touched his throat with his paw, feeling the sharp, cold light of Ao Li's Silver Dragon Spear still lingering in this area. If Ao Li were to launch a counterattack and swiftly pass through, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he might be pierced through.

When facing Ao Li, Zhang Xuezhou used three key skills. The first was to escape, but the escape failed and Ao Li gave chase.

His second attack method involves using speed to charge and strike, which is very accurate, but the striking power is severely lacking.

The third move involved using the ability to weave between reality and illusion. After passing through Ao Li's body, he snatched the Dragon Ball. Zhang Xuezhou had adjusted the angle for quite some time before he managed to grab and snatch it. He could only be thankful that Ao Li cooperated and did not pursue him further.

Watching Ao Li angrily leap into the Jing River, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but shake his head.

"Did I offend Tai Sui, or was I just extremely lucky, that I had just gained some minor skills and then Ao Li came to my door with a treasure?"

Holding the Dragon Ball he had once used, Zhang Xuezhou was momentarily confused.

He seems to be winning by doing nothing lately, but as long as he thinks about the inevitable backlash from the Venerable One's good fortune, and the need to give back to mitigate the impact, Zhang Xuezhou feels that what he is experiencing now is not entirely a good thing.

But... whatever!

Zhang Xuezhou pondered for a few seconds, letting go of these thoughts faster than he put away the Dragon Ball.

Clearly, Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't give much thought to the backlash before escaping the influence of the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

Only after he has a life that he truly controls will he start to consider the balance and coordination of everything, thereby getting rid of or reducing the backlash from luck.