Wedding Night: I Am Forced To Marry A Dragon Girl

At this time, at the Wulian Mountain martial arts training ground, Ao Cheng, who was staring at the two people on the stage with a red face, suddenly felt a chill in his spine and sneezed loudly at the same time.

"Ah sneeze!"

After sniffing, Ao Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Which woman is thinking about me, Xiao Hong, Jin Lian, or Xiao Yan'er, whom I haven't seen for a long time?"

"Well, I must visit Tianyuan City after I go back this time. I miss you so much after not seeing each other for a few days..."

Then Ao Cheng shook off the messy thoughts in his mind and looked at the two people on the stage excitedly.

At this time, both of them had their own alchemy furnaces placed in front of them. They were all divine alchemy furnaces provided by Kong Yuhuai using his identity as the Holy Son. The effect was quite good.

At the same time, there are people around who are always ready to provide them with the elixir they need.

Unlike the two people on the stage who were relatively harmonious and angry, the thousands of people in the audience were in chaos. Not only that, all kinds of sarcastic and insulting voices continued to come from below.

"That boy on the stage, what qualifications do you have to challenge our Holy Son?"

"Get out of here now. You are the only one who can make elixirs in your Qi refining period. It's a big joke."

"If you can defeat our Holy Son today, I will kneel down and call you daddy."

"I not only call you daddy, I also eat shit."

"Trash, trash, get out of here. You are not worthy of being our Royal Highness the Son's opponent."

Regarding such a scene, Jiang Xiaobai expressed that he had no fluctuations in his heart and even wanted to continue listening for a while.

Just kidding, can this small scene be compared with the wedding in Long Valley that day?

It was nothing, so Jiang Xiaobai ignored it at all.

"Brother Jiang, I wonder how you want to test your elixir strength?" Kong Yuhuai said casually on the stage.

Jiang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

I saw Kong Yuhuai frowning and thinking for a while, and then slowly said: "I can feel that Brother Jiang's alchemy skills are at least at the level of a top-grade alchemist. At this point, he can basically refine some pills."

"Why don't we compare the potency of the elixir? I'll let the elders of Wulian Mountain help us judge. Brother Jiang, what do you think?"

Kong Yuhuai's suggestion is quite good. The degree of medicinal power is a comprehensive method to judge whether an alchemist is strong. This includes not only the control of medicinal power during alchemy, but also the understanding of the path of alchemy.

Including many things, they are the most basic skills required by an alchemist.

Of course, refining speed also plays a big part in victory. After all, it takes you ten minutes to refine the same elixir, but it only takes me five minutes, which is enough to prove that my understanding of elixir refining is better than yours. This is something that cannot be improved by practice.

"Can."

Seeing Jiang Xiaobai agree, Kong Yuhuai also nodded: "Then how about winning two out of three games and refining the Foundation Building Pill, Yuan Cui Dan, and Bone Tempering Pill respectively?"

The three types of elixirs are all relatively basic elixirs in the monk world and are in huge demand.

"This is no problem." Jiang Xiaobai had no objection to this.

At that moment, Kong Yuhuai said something to the people beside him, and immediately someone started to prepare the corresponding elixir, and called for the elder of Wulian Mountain to be the referee.

While waiting, there were constant sarcasm from below, and no one thought highly of Jiang Xiaobai.

"Ao Cheng, your friend really has a brain problem. So what if he is a top-grade alchemist? Can he be more powerful than our Holy Son?"

Xu Nianliang sneered sarcastically: "You dare to compete openly in such a public place. Isn't this humiliating yourself?"

"You know a hammer, my friend is quite powerful, definitely better than your Holy Son."

Ao Cheng snorted coldly.

"Hmph, do you dare to look down on our Holy Son?"

"You just look down on it, right?"

"How about we make a bet. If your friend can beat our Holy Son, how about I refine any elixir that I can refine for you for free in the future?" Xu Nianliang's face was full of confidence. Smile, obviously full of confidence in their Holy Son.

And Ao Cheng also snorted: "What if we lose?"

"I'm not a big talker. Since you said you wanted to invest in me before, how about giving me an extra hundred high-grade spiritual stones every month?"

For Ao Cheng, this transaction is not a loss at all, and he only needs to pay one hundred high-grade spiritual stones every month. This money is not enough for him to go to the flower house to spend time.

"Then it's settled!"

After saying that, Ao Cheng looked towards the high platform and shouted directly: "Jiang Xiaobai, come on, fuck that pretty boy hard, you will definitely win. If you win, I will give you a lot of benefits if you go back!"

This guy's voice was quite loud. One person's voice almost covered the voices of hundreds of people around him. Naturally, many people heard the word "boy".

"Damn it, why are you calling our Holy Son a pretty boy?"

"Brothers, what should I do if someone insults His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

"I won't let you get used to it. Of course I'll beat you to death!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone around wanted to pounce on Ao Cheng and give Ao Cheng a beating. Seeing this, Ao Cheng raised the corner of his mouth and directly exploded his late Nascent Soul aura.

As alchemists, those who can take root in Wulian Mountain are those who are obsessed with alchemy. Almost all their energy is put into studying alchemy, and there is no spare time for practice.

As a result, their strength is generally not high, and the late Nascent Soul is enough to beat their human heads into dog heads.

"Hmph, all of you have thin arms and legs. If you don't say anything else, I will beat you as many times as you want." Ao Cheng said with a stern look on his face.

"Yeah."

From behind, a calm voice came.

Ao Cheng subconsciously shouted: "Of course, I can crush two of these guys to death with one hand..."

Before he could finish the last words, Ao Cheng's body suddenly froze in place.

"Tell me, why don't you continue?"

Ao Yan said coldly: "Weren't you very capable just now? Why are you silent now?"

Ao Cheng swallowed a sip of saliva and turned his head with a smile. Before he could speak, Ao Yan grabbed his hair and pulled his ears.

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts, sister, let go and so many people are watching!" Ao Cheng yelled.

"You also know that there are so many people here, and you also know that this is Wulian Mountain. Do you really think this is Dragon Valley?"

Ao Yan angrily scolded: "You actually dare to cause trouble in Wulian Mountain. If you really want to cause trouble, even your grandfather and grandpa will not be able to save you!"

At this time, Aocheng was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before. He was just a well-behaved little rabbit, not even daring to breathe.

What everyone on the side saw was a relief!

After teaching Ao Cheng a lesson, Ao Yan looked towards the high platform and saw Jiang Xiaobai smiling and talking to Kong Yuhuai. The two of them looked like old friends who had known each other for many years?

At this time, the required elixir was ready and delivered to the two of them, and the referee elders were also in place.

The competition begins!