Yuan Hong was infuriated when he saw how stubborn the old bull was.
What infuriated Yuan Hong the most was that the old bull's words were all true. They were all correct …
If not for the might of the Damascus Steel Rod, Yuan Hong really wouldn't have been able to defeat this stupid bull. If they had really continued fighting, the final result would have been mutual destruction!
Fiercely waving the Damascus Steel Rod in his hand, Yuan Hong said, "Cut the crap. You only have two choices now. Either you become my mount, or you die … You choose!"
The minotaur clenched his teeth tightly and said angrily, "You didn't defeat me. I won't accept this. If you want to kill me, then kill me. I will never become your mount!"
Yuan Hong couldn't help but be enraged when he saw how stubborn the minotaur was. He raised the Damascus Steel Rod and planned to smash this stubborn bull to death with it.
Stop it …
Just as the minotaur was about to be smashed in the head by Yuan Hong, his brain matter would burst and he would die. In the next moment … a low voice sounded.
Yuan Hong was slightly taken aback when he heard this voice. He put away the rod in his hand and stood up straight. He lowered his head respectfully, as if waiting for something.
In the next moment … a white light flashed and Yan Guilai's python body appeared in front of Yuan Hong.
Yan Guilai nodded at Yuan Hong and turned his head to look at the minotaur.
The minotaur wasn't too nervous about Yan Guilai's appearance. After all … even if Yan Guilai didn't appear, he wouldn't be able to defeat Yuan Hong. He was going to die anyway. It didn't matter how many enemies there were.
After looking at the minotaur a few times, Yan Gui Lai turned to Yuan Hong and said, "What's going on? Why did you come here to fight? Did you do what I told you to do?"
Facing Yan Guilai's question, Yuan Hong shook his head and said, "I don't know who to ask, so I came here directly. As long as I defeat him, according to the rules of the ox tribe, he will become my mount."
After a pause, Yuan Hong continued, "As for what you want me to do, he already knows. Why should I go around asking blindly?"
Hearing Yuan Hong's words, Yan Guilai couldn't help but nod.
Don't judge Yuan Hong by his stupidity and stupidity. But in fact … this guy is very smart.
Not being talkative didn't mean that they were stupid or clumsy. In fact … they were just thinking and didn't have time to talk.
Nodding his head, Yan Gui Lai turned his head to look at the minotaur. Looking at it from a close distance, the minotaur had the head of a bull and the body of a human. His body was extremely thick and the muscles all over his body were like pieces of rock.
What attracted Yan Guilai's attention the most was the thick and sharp horns on the Minotaur's head, as well as his determined and stubborn face.
Shaking his head in admiration, Yan Guilai said to the Minotaur, "What's your name? What's the agreement between you and Yuan Hong?"
Facing Yan Guilai's question, the Minotaur said, "My name is Niu Huai. I made an agreement with Yuan Hong. If he loses, he will be my slave. If I lose, I will be his mount!"
Nodding his head in understanding, Yan Gui Lai said, "Then, who do you think won and who lost?"
Facing Yan Guilai's question, Niu Huai opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Although it was because of the weapon, no matter what, a win was a win, and a loss was a loss. Everything else was just an excuse.
After a long time, Niu Huai said resolutely, "No matter what, I would rather die than be his mount."
Nodding, Yan Guilai said with a smile, "Obviously, you already know that you lost, but … your pride and self-esteem won't allow you to be anyone's mount. Is that right?"
Hearing Yan Guilai's words, Niu Huai couldn't help but be stunned. His face was full of shock.
Yan Guilai's analysis and conjecture were exactly what Niu Huai was thinking.
Since the other party had already guessed it, there was no point in continuing to hide it.
Nodding, Niu Huai said, "If it was just an ordinary bet, I would have already admitted defeat. But now … I would rather die than accept our bet."
Frowning, Yan Gui Lai said, "Tell me your reason. I don't understand. What is it that made you willing to sacrifice your life to protect it?"
Glaring fiercely at Yuan Hong, Niu Huai said, "Yuan Hong … has the Demonic Ape Tyrant Body and the Fury Bloodline. But I'm not bad either. I'm also talented. I have the Chaotic Demonic Body and the Mad Bull Bloodline!"
Chuckling, Yuan Hong added, "In ancient times, our ancestors were each other's strongest opponents. For hundreds of millions of years, our two great Demonic Bodies have been fighting back and forth, but there has never been a clear winner. Therefore …"
With a smile of understanding, Yan Guilai instantly understood after listening to Yuan Hong and Niu Huai's explanation.
For hundreds of millions of years, the battle between the Demonic Ape Tyrant Body and the Chaotic Demonic Body had been going on, and there had always been no clear winner.
Therefore, even if Niu Huai died, he didn't want the Chaotic Demonic Body to be defeated in his hands!
In contrast, life was really not so important. From Niu Huai's point of view, he could die in battle, but the Chaotic Demonic Body could never be defeated!
Sighing and shaking his head, Yan Guilai said, "There's no need to say much about today's battle. Niu Huai, you know very well that the loser is you. There's no doubt about it."
Hearing Yan Guilai's words, Niu Huai suddenly opened his eyes wide and roared, "No! Niu Huai didn't lose … The Chaotic Demonic Body is invincible. No one can defeat me. He only relied on his weapon … "
Raising his hand, Yan Guilai interrupted the furious Niu Huai, shook his head and said, "Listen carefully. I never said that the Chaotic Demonic Body was defeated. I said that you were defeated. There's no doubt about it!"
Looking at Yan Guilai doubtfully, Niu Huai said, "If I'm defeated, doesn't that mean the Chaotic Demonic Body is defeated?"
Shaking his head, Yan Guilai said, "You were defeated because you didn't have a weapon. It's not your fault. If you were defeated with a weapon of the same level, then the Chaotic Demonic Body would be defeated."
Hearing Yan Guilai's words, Niu Huai's eyes suddenly lit up. But soon … Niu Huai's eyes dimmed. He gritted his teeth and said, "No … I still can't admit defeat. Kill me!"
Frowning, Yan Guilai said, "I've already said that the Chaotic Demonic Body wasn't defeated. What else do you have to insist on?"
Facing Yan Guilai's questioning, Niu Huai proudly raised his head. His eyes flashed with determination, and he said word by word, "The Chaotic Demonic Bull will never be a slave!"
Hiss …
Hearing Niu Huai's sonorous and firm voice, Yan Guilai couldn't help but be moved.
Yan Guilai finally understood the Demon Race's obsession with bloodline.
Unlike humans, the Demon Race relied on bloodline to pass down their inheritance. For the Demon Race, bloodline determined their identity, status, and even wealth!
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