Chapter 582 - 380: The Flood Dragon Race Is So Shameless!
"Oh? You want to challenge me?"
Lin Lang heard this and picked up the wine glass on the table, taking a leisurely sip.
He wasn’t surprised by this princess of the Flood Dragon Race and her audacity.
But his tone carried a noticeable hint of disdain!
"That’s right!"
Ao Ling was very confident, shouting loudly:
"Everyone present today can be a witness!"
"If you lose, not only must you return the Flood Dragon Sword to us, but also..."
"You shall no longer enter our Aquatic Race’s territory at will!"
As soon as these words were spoken!
There was another bout of murmuring among the crowd!
Zhi Xi frowned and said:
"Ao Ling! Why are you dragging me into this bet with Lin Lang?"
"If you don’t let Lin Lang into Aquatic Race territory, how can he date me in the future?"
"Although Lin Lang certainly won’t lose, this is just unreasonable of you!"
Ao Yuan looked bitter:
"This is bad..."
...
The Merfolk Race’s princess, Zhi Xi’s elder sister Qi Li, chuckled and nudged Ao Yuan, saying:
"The little sister-in-law seems very confident! Perhaps she has a trump card?"
Ao Yuan, however, was helpless:
"There’s no such thing as a trump card! It’s just that the Elders of the Flood Dragon Race indulge her because she’s young, making her unaware of her own abilities!"
"Not to mention she’s only got one foot into the Dragon Transformation Realm!"
"Even if she transforms into a dragon, she might not be a match for Lin Lang!"
Ao Yuan had once sensed a divine aura from Lin Lang!
That aura made him uncontrollably terrified!
The instinct deeply ingrained in the genes of the Flood Dragon Race told him—
That was the aura of a True Dragon!
And a True Dragon is naturally one level above a Flood Dragon!
In other words, Lin Lang is absolutely the nemesis of their Flood Dragon Race!
...
Lin Lang held the hand of Zhi Xi, who looked displeased, gently soothing it in his palm.
Then he said to Ao Ling:
"So what if you lose?"
His tone was gentle and teasing, like he was teasing a child!
Ao Ling snorted coldly:
"You think I will lose? That only shows you don’t know a thing about my current strength!"
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock:
"This little princess of the Flood Dragon Race is really arrogant!"
"It’s not like it’s a one-day thing!"
"Honestly, given the status of the Flood Dragon Race in the Aquatic Race, as well as the princess’s own abilities, no matter how arrogant she is, it’s not unreasonable!"
"It’s just unfortunate that she encountered Lin Lang..."
...
Lin Lang still maintained a nonchalant demeanor:
"Best to clarify things first to avoid future disputes!"
Ao Ling frowned slightly, feeling that this Lin Lang was really long-winded—
Why not just directly fight me?
Why does he keep asking what if I lose?
How ridiculous!
How could I possibly lose!
"If I lose, then you don’t have to return the Flood Dragon Sword, won’t that suffice?"
Ao Ling replied impatiently.
"Haha."
Lin Lang laughed.
Zhi Xi also looked exasperated, couldn’t help but stand up and said:
"Ao Ling, that’s just cheating!"
"The Flood Dragon Sword already belongs to Lin Lang now, if he wins, he obviously doesn’t have to return it! And regardless of win or lose, you suffer no loss either..."
"What kind of wager is that! It’s not fair!"
Everyone found it amusing:
"Could it be the little princess is joking with everyone?"
"It’s possible."
"You know, it’s actually kind of cute!"
...
Hearing the crowd’s comments, Ao Ling’s face changed slightly, hastily defending herself:
"What joke! I’m serious!"
Then she turned to Lin Lang again and said:
"If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me, how about that?"
Zhi Xi scoffed:
"That’s just empty promises! By then you’ll surely default!"
"I won’t..."
Ao Ling instinctively retorted!
But at that moment—
"Lord Lin Lang!"
A voice came from outside the hall.
Everyone turned to look!
It was a Flood Dragon Race elder who walked in!
Lin Lang scanned with his Divine Sense:
[Ao Ye] (Flood Dragon)
[Combat Power: SSS]
[Ability: Sea Suppression (Level 6); Cloud-Breaking (Level 10)]
...
People all lamented:
"Oh dear! The elder of the Flood Dragon Race is here, it seems this farce won’t go on!"
"Hehe! It was a joke from the start! Did you really think the Flood Dragon Race would allow the little princess to hold a grudge with Lin Lang?"
Ao Yuan also let out a breath of relief:
"Luckily the elder is here! Quickly persuade the little lady and offer Lin Lang a sincere apology, then it’s all over..."
People thought, this should be the end of it.
Though no one really took it seriously at the start!
The difference between Ao Ling and Lin Lang is like the difference between a kindergarten star pupil and a national college entrance exam top scorer—
Both are undeniably excellent!
But there’s no comparison whatsoever!
The fact is, Lin Lang has subdued beings from ancient times!
Simply put!
Lin Lang and them now are no longer in the same world!
...
The Flood Dragon Race Elder Ao Ye approached, first bowing to Lin Lang, then respectfully said:
"I didn’t know Lord Lin Lang was here, I have arrived late."
Lin Lang casually waved his hand, indicating he didn’t mind.
Meanwhile, Ao Ling was still shouting:
"Lin Lang! Speak clearly, will you agree or not, stop being wishy-washy!"
"Hiss!"
Upon hearing this!
The crowd gasped in surprise—
This little princess is too bold!
How dare she speak like this to Lin Lang?!
Only on Ao Yuan’s face, amid the surprise, there was a touch of relief:
"Thank goodness the elder is here too!"
"No matter what mess this little lady stirs up, it’s not just my responsibility!"
Thinking this, Ao Yuan complained to Ao Ye:
"Elder, you see, Ling’Er is like this, I really can’t persuade her..."