Xiao Mingyin is the prince, so he is naturally the most suitable candidate.
What's more, he himself is strong enough, and he is very confident in dealing with the dying Wind-walking Silver Tiger.
In this way, getting such a sixth-grade magic beast made him even more powerful.
Although the princes were unwilling to do so, they also knew that they did not have the confidence to compete with Xiao Mingyin.
Because their strength is not as good as Xiao Mingyin.
Even if you are jealous, you can only give up this opportunity.
On the other hand, Xiao Yushan next to her was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the Wind-Walking Silver Tiger again, feeling faintly worried.
That beast looks like...it's not a good thing.
But she also knew very well that Xiao Mingyin had always been steady and self-controlled, so he should be confident if he was willing to do this.
Moreover, the father and mother looked quite satisfied...
She shook her head and waved away the trace of uneasiness.
Xiao Ze, who was sitting at the top, laughed and said:
"Hahaha! Okay! Mingyin is indeed my son! In that case, this Wind-walking Silver Tiger will be handed over to you!"
Hearing this, the smile on the queen's lips deepened, and there was a hint of amusement in her eyes.
Xiao Mingyin nodded:
"Thank you, Father."
After saying that, he walked towards the Wind-Stepping Silver Tiger.
When he arrived, Lu Huaining's face showed some hesitation.
"Your Majesty, although this Wind-walking Silver Tiger has been injured, its combat power cannot be underestimated. The Crown Prince may be taking some risks..."
This is not very comfortable to hear.
It seemed that he looked down upon Xiao Mingyin's strength.
But they are similar in age. If he can hunt the wind-walking silver tiger, why can't Xiao Mingyin tame it?
The smile on Xiao Ze's face faded a bit.
The queen's eyebrows narrowed slightly.
Xiao Mingyin gave Lu Huaining a steady look.
"Thank you King Han for your kindness, but I have already made up my mind."
He is very confident in his cultivation.
Seeing that Lu Huaining was still frowning, Xiao Mingyin was also a little angry and said calmly:
"King Han, don't worry. No matter whether it is successful or not, I will bear the consequences."
Hearing this, Lu Huaining's lips moved, but finally he took a step back.
"That's the case - Your Majesty, please."
Everyone retreated, and soon only the Windwalker Silver Tiger, who was locked in a black cage, was left in the middle of the hall, and Xiao Mingyin, standing not far in front of it.
One man and one beast, caught in a confrontation!
...
Ye Xiyue was originally watching from the sidelines, but Xiaobai kept tugging at her sleeves.
She lowered her head helplessly and tapped its little head with her finger.
"Xiaobai, be honest."
Xiaobai looked at her eagerly.
Ye Xiyue held her forehead.
"You want me to come up?"
Xiaobai nodded desperately.
She hummed softly.
"I'm not that interested. And I already have you, so how can I go up there? Besides, Xiao Mingyin is already standing there, can I go over and pull him down?"
Everyone can see that Xiao Mingyin is determined to win the Wind-Stepping Silver Tiger.
Who is so ignorant that they want to compete with him at this time?
Xiaobai was so anxious that her big fluffy tail swept back and forth on her hand.
"Go! Master! Go! That person is no match for Wind Walker Silver Tiger!"
Ye Xiyue laughed.
Xiao Mingyin is not, could she be?
Xiao Baiyan saw that she didn't care, and desperately grabbed her fingers.
"There is something good in that Wind-Stepping Silver Tiger!"