'Huh~~ actually wants to make such a bet with me? I think this guy must be brain-dead,' Huang Xiaolong almost laughed out loud.
Huang Xiaolong owned a True Dragon as an external incarnation of himself, and it can be said that in this world, under the heavens, unless someone has an extremely pure dragon bloodline, they might possibly inherit more dragon power than Huang Xiaolong.
After feeling the dragon's might emanating from the dragon head sculpture on the altar, along with the dragon-shaped phantoms spewing out, Huang Xiaolong was sure that his own True Dragon was not of pure blood. To put it crudely, it was like a mongrel dog. But no matter how impure, damn it, it's still a dragon!
To Huang Xiaolong's eyes, these people with dragon bloodline brought by the four geniuses on the Dragon Leaderboard, although they had made history by successfully inheriting dragon power for the first time, had very faint dragon bloodlines—basically, a bunch of country chickens and mutts.
