Rising Dragon became famous, and the name "Blue" had spread throughout the Celestial Dragon Star in just a day.
He was hailed as the rising star of the new generation.
Because his situation was too amazing, the Tenryu Star's news was spread all over the world.
People were even more curious about him.
At this time, Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu arrived. The cameras on the big screens of all the major cities were almost immediately focused on him.
The Dragon Ascension was one thing, and the battle was another.
Of course, no one doubted Lan Xuanyu's strength. After all, he was the leader of the Dragon Ascension.
Under the lead of Huang Yuan-lang, Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu came directly to the area of the Upper Dragon race.
This was the exclusive area of the Upper Dragon race. The Upper Dragon race could have priority in the queue.
To Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu's surprise, there were no other Upper Dragon race here.
Before they could ask, Huang Yuan-lang had already explained.
Generally speaking, the Lower Dragon race and the Middle Dragon race
Would be required to arrive at the Rising Dragon Arena immediately to wait for the competition. For us, the Upper Dragon race, there is no such requirement.
The requirements are met.
These guys would deliberately come late. They are proud, and they also want to give their opponents the cold shoulder.
We came early today and finished early so that we can go back and rest. Also, we don't have to point with the other Upper Dragon race.
"First.
I'll go first. Lan, Xiuxiu, you guys can go next. "
"Okay."
Lan Xuanyu nodded.
An old man stood at the entrance. When he saw Huang Yuan-lang walk over, his gaze swept past him and landed directly on Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu.
"Hello, we are from the Royal Family of Feng Long City."
Huang Yuan-lang respectfully handed over his number plate.
The old man waved his hand at Huang Yuan-lang and said, "The leader of the Dragon Ascension has priority. You are behind."
The old man stared at Lan Xuanyu.
The corner of Huang Yuan-lang's mouth twitched, but he did not dare to act rashly.
To be able to manage the affairs of the Rising Dragon Arena, this old man was not only a veteran of the Upper Dragon race, but also a God-tier powerhouse, perhaps even a true God-tier powerhouse.
Lan Xuanyu bowed slightly and patted Huang Yuan-lang's shoulder to comfort him. Then, he strode into the field and arrived at the center of the field under the guidance of the old man.
The dragon's roar was filled with excitement and eagerness.
As the dragons circled around him and roared, Lan Xuanyu felt as if the dragon core in his chest had suddenly become scorching hot, and even the bloodline in his body had become brighter.
A scorching aura came from beneath his feet, and Lan Xuanyu's body stiffened. In that instant, he felt as if his entire body was burning.
His body seemed to be filled with that blazing aura, and an extremely familiar feeling came over him.
But just as he was about to sense it further, the dragon's roar weakened, and the scorching aura below him also dissipated.
Feedback.
Although it was only for a moment, it made Lan Xuanyu feel as if he had mastered it thoroughly, and his essence, energy, and spirit had instantly
Reached the peak.
Without a doubt, the Rising Dragon Arena was equivalent to his home ground, and fighting on the Rising Dragon Arena was
Enough for him to unleash his strongest strength.
At this moment, a brown-colored Lower Dragon race slowly entered the field.
Its body was thirty meters long, which was definitely considered huge in the Lower Dragon race.
Being able to successfully rise meant that it was
Quite strong in the Lower Dragon race.
At this moment, it was moving towards the center of the field step by step. Its speed was somewhat slow, and its gaze was always on
Lan Xuanyu's body.
Their eyes met, and the golden Divine Dragon Armor instantly appeared on Lan Xuanyu's body, covering his entire body.
A strong feeling of power spread throughout his entire body. His pupils narrowed, and his aura began to converge.
Although he was facing a Lower Dragon race, he didn't dare to be careless.
The Lower Dragon race in front of him wasn't very strong.
Its strength was not too weak. Moreover, he wanted to try and see if this Divine Dragon Armor could be used in actual combat.
How much help would it give him?
Finally, the brown-colored Lower Dragon race stepped into the center of the field.
Golden light surged on Lan Xuanyu's body, and he was just waiting for the word "Start".
At this moment, the battles in the other fields had been paused, and the other contestants were watching
The battles in the field.
However, something that Lan Xuanyu didn't expect suddenly happened.
The brown-colored Lower Dragon race suddenly prostrated on the ground, its dragon tail drooping behind it, and said respectfully, "Dear Princess
Jinlong, I admit defeat.
I, Yan Cheng, am willing to become your servant and follow you forever.
Wherever you are, I will be there. Your will is the direction of my life's efforts.
”
Lan Xuanyu was stunned. What's going on? Admitting defeat and pledging loyalty?
For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little lost as he looked at the old man who had guided him into the field.
The old man nodded and said, "Blue, victory.
Blue, are you willing to accept its allegiance?
Lan Xuanyu looked at the old man doubtfully and said, "What will happen if I accept its allegiance? What will happen if I don't?"
The old man said in a low voice, "If you accept it, it will sign a master-servant contract with you. From now on, it will be your most loyal servant.
Your spiritual imprint will be implanted in its mind. If it betrays you, you only need to think about it and it will turn into ashes.
It will also be affected by your bloodline. Your bloodline is pure and powerful, and will be helpful to its future cultivation.
If you don't accept it, it will be excluded from the Dragon Rising Competition forever. It will never rise, and will only be a Lower Dragon.
Lan Xuanyu narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up the brown-colored Lower Dragon race.
Although this brown-colored dragon was a Lower Dragon race, its body shape was very similar to a True Dragon. It was very strong.
It was also a Lower Dragon race, but the one in front of him was very different from the one he had killed during his first Dragon Hunt. This one was clearly a Lower Dragon race that was especially good at fighting.
Its back was broad and thick, and the scales were especially thick. Although there were no scales under its belly, there were scale-like patterns. It seemed to be showing signs of advancing to a Middle Dragon race.
To accept or not to accept?
The old man reminded him, "It is very common for a Higher Dragon race to accept a Lower Dragon race as a servant.
The future is like this.
If you establish a race, the Dragon race that has signed a master-servant contract with you will be your loyal fan.
It can raise power.
It has a certain amount of potential.
This is already a recommendation in disguise.
The brown-colored Anti-Dragon Yan Cheng patted its head and looked at the old man, its huge eyes filled with gratitude.
Ma, then please help us sign a master-servant contract.
I don't know how to sign one.
Lan Xuanyu made a prompt decision. He didn't hesitate and immediately agreed.
It wasn't that he was greedy for another Lower Dragon race as his servant. It was mainly because of the situation in front of him.
Under the circumstances, if he didn't agree, it would be too unreasonable.
That old man was also a God-tier Dragon race expert. If he agreed, it would be less likely that he would be suspected.
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