Chapter 583 - 380: The Flood Dragon Race Is So Shameless! (2)

Agreed!

Unexpectedly to everyone—

Ao Ye did not immediately scold Ao Ling!

Instead, his face darkened, and he said to Ao Yuan:

"Ao Yuan! Do you know why, even though your talent is higher than Ao Ling’s, you progress slower than Ao Ling?"

"Huh?"

Ao Yuan was bewildered—

What the hell do I know!

Isn’t Ao Ling the one causing trouble right now? Why did the Elder suddenly shift the subject to my faults?

But he instinctively replied:

"Please enlighten me, Elder!"

Ao Ye spoke in a solemn tone:

"As everyone knows!"

"Becoming a True Dragon is the lifelong goal of our Flood Dragon Race!"

"But to become a True Dragon, you must first cultivate a True Dragon mentality!"

"In other words, you must first think of yourself as a True Dragon to truly become one!"

"But what about you? When facing a True Dragon, you have no fighting spirit at all! You’ve immediately placed yourself at a level lower than the True Dragon, not even daring to issue a challenge!"

"Ling’Er proves far more promising than you!"

Ao Ye glanced at Ao Ling, showing a flicker of heartache in his eyes:

"You only know that we spoil Ling’Er, catering to her in everything!"

"But you don’t realize that we’re deliberately protecting her fearless, challenge-ready nature!"

"Perhaps her assessment of her own strength is a bit exaggerated!"

"But even making impulsive mistakes is better than stagnating in place!"

"But if our Flood Dragon Race all behave like you—timid and hesitant, afraid to strive, afraid to fight—how can we ever become True Dragons?!"

Ao Ye’s words shook Ao Yuan deeply!

Moreover, they stunned everyone present!

Frankly!

Those who came to this gathering, having been seated at the banquet, are all prominent figures within the Aquatic Race!

They naturally understand the principles that concern race development!

But the issue is!

For Ao Ye to express such words in this situation!

What does it mean?

Is he tacitly approving Ao Ling’s challenge to Lin Lang?

Is the Flood Dragon Race really going to oppose Lin Lang?

...

"Lord Lin Lang!"

Just while everyone was in a daze!

They saw Ao Ye solemnly bow to Lin Lang, requesting:

"Ao Ling is a prodigy among the younger generation of our Flood Dragon Race, and also our hope to break the stalemate in this doomsday era!"

"Since she has recklessly challenged you, I, as an old man, also wish that you, Lord Lin Lang, wouldn’t withhold your guidance today!"

Upon hearing this, people almost held their breath!

Is there really going to be a fight?

"Our Flood Dragon Race promises!"

"If Ao Ling loses today, she will be given to you as a concubine!"

"Additionally! The Flood Dragon Race will present three Supreme Treasures as a dowry!"

...

Upon hearing that!

Everyone was shocked—

The Flood Dragon Race intends to betroth Little Princess Ao Ling to Lin Lang, as a concubine no less?!

Doesn’t this mean!

The Flood Dragon Race is determined to hold onto Lin Lang’s influential status?!

After a long reaction!

Someone finally realized and cursed:

"Damn! That old rascal has no shame!"

"It’s obvious that Ao Ling can’t beat Lin Lang! He just wants to marry Ao Ling to Lin Lang!"

"Damn it! Taking such a big roundabout! Turns out he was waiting here for this!"

"Either way, it’s the Flood Dragon Race that benefits!"

...

Lin Lang was speechless too—

After listening to Ao Ye’s righteous and stern speech!

He thought the Flood Dragon Race was going to assign some heavy task to Ao Ling!

Unexpectedly, it turned out like this? Asking Lin Lang to take her?

Indeed!

Ao Ling’s figure and appearance are top-tier, capable of catching Lin Lang’s eye.

But the crux is!

Her wilful and reckless nature leaves Lin Lang unimpressed!

...

But before Lin Lang could refuse!

Ao Ling, both surprised and angry, even blushing with shame, stomped her foot and said:

"Oh Elder! What nonsense are you talking about! I, I won’t marry him!"

Lin Lang: "..."

Even if you want to marry, I might not want to accept you!

But Ao Ye coldly replied:

"Ao Ling! Didn’t you just say, if you lost, you’d do whatever was required?!"

"You said it so loudly I heard it from outside!"

"Why are you denying it now?"

Ao Ling blushed and argued:

"How is that the same!"

"If I lose, and he wants to beat me, scold me, kill me! I, I would accept!"

"But to wed me to him..."

"It would be like I already liked him, so I deliberately arranged for him to marry me!"

"Oh! It’s so humiliating for a Dragon!"

...

"Since you have initiated this challenge, there’s no room for negotiation!"

"This is also a decision I made on behalf of the Flood Dragon Race!"

Ao Ye strongly declared!

At this moment!

Ao Yuan’s mind finally, slowly, comprehended the situation!

He realized this was an excellent opportunity to latch onto Lin Lang’s thigh!

So, he hurriedly fanned the flames and said:

"Ao Ling! You’re the one who said you wanted to challenge, and you’re the one who said you’d let others deal with you! You’ve already spoken, how can you go back on your word?"

"I! I didn’t!"

Ao Ling was so anxious she looked like she was about to cry!

Meanwhile, on the field.

The rest of the aquatic bigwigs.

Just quietly watched the Flood Dragon Race perform here...

...

"Master Lin Lang, what do you think?"

Ao Ye bowed to Lin Lang, an old face full of anticipation!

"Sure!"

Before Lin Lang could speak, Zhi Xi agreed without hesitation:

"I have many sisters anyway, adding you won’t make a difference!"

"But you should know, I’m ahead of you!"

"Even if you do become Lin Lang’s woman, you’d be the smallest one!"

The implication —

From now on!

Our Merfolk Race will be the boss of the Aquatic Race!

You Flood Dragon Race just obediently be second!

Lin Lang gave Zhi Xi a glance, feeling a bit speechless, but nodded still and said:

"Let’s do it!"

Whether Ao Ling accepts it or not doesn’t matter.

But since the atmosphere has reached this point, if I don’t accept the challenge, others might think I’m scared!

...

Lin Lang left his seat and walked towards Ao Ling step by step, calmly saying:

"Come on!"

"Lin, Lin Lang!"

But Ao Ling instinctively took a step back!

Her face flushed, stammering!

Looking very nervous as she said:

"Let me make it clear first!"

"This is just a bet!"

"And the bet was proposed by the Elder on a whim!"

"I absolutely don’t want to marry you! I absolutely don’t want to marry you! Not at all!"

"Besides! I..."

"I won’t lose!"

Lin Lang remained calm:

"Mm, I know."

But in Ao Ling’s ears, what Lin Lang said sounded like:

"Mm~ I understand~"

Others’ ambiguous glances also seemed to say:

"Mm~ We all understand~"

...

’Oh no! The more I explain, the worse it gets!’

Ao Ling realized she might have said something wrong!

But at this point, she could only grit her teeth and continue:

"I-I won’t go easy on you! You also have to give it your all!"

Lin Lang nodded as well:

"Rest assured."

The onlookers:

"Mm! We all understand!"

"..."

Ao Ling felt the atmosphere was a bit off!

But right now, she didn’t know how to explain it!

She just wanted to quickly end this battle!

So she gritted her teeth!

Summoned a long sword in her hand, and rushed towards Lin Lang!

Lin Lang’s expression instantly turned serious—

Though it wasn’t necessary at all!

But to protect Ao Ling and the Flood Dragon Race’s face, he had to make a show of it.

But!

Unexpectedly—

Whether it was because she was too nervous or something else!

Ao Ling suddenly tripped over her own feet, lost her balance, and fell straight into Lin Lang’s arms!

"Ah!"

Ao Ling’s face changed drastically!

And Lin Lang instinctively reached out to catch her!

At the same time, he disarmed her long sword that nearly stabbed him and tossed it aside.

...

Ao Ling lay bewildered in Lin Lang’s arms:

"??!"

Lin Lang: "..."

The crowd: "..."

Seeing this, Ao Ye was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted:

"Ao Ling has lost her weapon. The result is decided—"

"Master Lin Lang wins!"

...

"Whoa!"

The scene was silent for a moment.

"Is that even possible?!"

Then the crowd couldn’t help but exclaim and curse:

"Shameless, utterly shameless!"

"So shameless!"

"This isn’t a duel, it’s clearly offering yourself willingly!"

Ao Ye turned a deaf ear to others’ objections, chuckling mischievously:

"Master Lin Lang! From now on, you are Ao Ling’s husband!"