Looking at his younger sister, Ying Quan said helplessly, "Xiao Huo, have you forgotten? Your brother is a sculptor, isn't he? Of course, I'm participating in Weaving Dragon Dreams."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huo said "Oh," then stuck out her tongue, scratched the back of her head sheepishly, and chuckled.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyun couldn't help but smile, and then encouraged her, "Today's event is the Dragon Ball competition. We will all cheer for you, Xiao Huo. With your current strength, you should have a chance to obtain a golden Dragon Ball."

Ying Huo was somewhat surprised upon hearing this. She looked at her mother and then frowned, saying, "Mother, I am already a creator god, and I only have a chance to obtain the Golden Dragon Ball? Are the other contestants that powerful?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyun smiled and explained, "Of course, the Huanglong Festival is held once every thousand years, while the Dragon Pearl Competition is an activity for the younger generation, and only people under the age of 2000 are allowed to participate."

"Therefore, there are some contestants who are just a few years older than you, but their strength is no weaker than yours. Although there are definitely not many of them, there should still be a few or a dozen. There are only 4 Golden Dragon Balls, so you can imagine how fierce the competition is."

"Of course, besides the gold Dragon Balls, there are other colors of Dragon Balls. And the ones that are slightly inferior to gold are the dark gold Dragon Balls. There are 8 dark gold Dragon Balls, and you are guaranteed to get one."

Upon hearing this, Ying Huo pouted and said, "No, I want the golden dragon pearl! Humph, I don't believe I can't keep it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingyun patted Ying Huo's head and smiled, "Yes, Xiao Huo is the best, but you can't force yourself. If you really can't hold on, don't force yourself, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Huo nodded: "I understand, I definitely won't be stubborn."

Just then, a clanging sound rang out, signaling the imminent start of the Dragon Ball battle.

Upon hearing this, Ying Huo said to her family, "Then, Mother, Father, Sister, and Brother, I'll go first."

Zhao Qingyun: "Remember what I said, don't be reckless!"

Ying Yu: "Xiao Huo, get me a golden dragon ball!"

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!!!"

Zhao Qingyun grabbed his ear and said fiercely, "You bastard, do you want to hurt Xiao Huo? Golden Dragon Ball, huh? Let's see why you don't just turn into a golden form yourself! Ha!"

Seeing this, the three siblings looked at each other in bewilderment, and then Yingxin and Huoquan cheered on their little sister.

Ying Huo nodded and then walked towards the venue.

The atmosphere was extremely lively. After all, the Dragon Ball Competition was the first event of the Dragon Festival, and countless people came to participate and watch. Fortunately, it could be played outside, otherwise the entire venue would not have been able to accommodate so many people.

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As Ying Huo stepped into the arena, she was immediately drawn into a vibrant and fierce battle for the Dragon Balls. Various colored Dragon Balls floated in the air above the arena, with the golden Dragon Ball being the most dazzling and coveted by everyone.

The young contestants soared through the air or traversed the ground, displaying their unique skills in order to compete for those precious Dragon Balls.

Ying Huo, as the creator god, possessed superhuman strength and agility, but she did not underestimate her opponents, after all, she was not the only creator god present.

With a flick of her wrist, she moved like a ghost through the chaotic battlefield, dodging one attack after another, both overt and covert.

Her goal was clear: those golden dragon balls that shone with an alluring light.

A young man clad in silver armor approached a golden dragon ball first, about to reach out and grab it, when Ying Huo reacted swiftly, his body suddenly accelerating, transforming into a streak of blue light, and he touched the dragon ball almost simultaneously with the silver-armored youth.

A powerful energy surge erupted between the two, a silent battle for control of the Dragon Balls.

Ying Huo gritted his teeth, gathering all his divine power at his fingertips, and fiercely clashed with the will of the silver-armored youth.

After a fierce tug-of-war, Ying Huo, relying on his profound knowledge and unwavering will, finally forced the silver-armored youth to slowly loosen his grip.

At that very moment, she took a deep breath, drew the golden dragon ball into her palm, and a victorious smile spread across her face.

But this was only the beginning of the battle, because the moment she obtained the Dragon Ball, she became the target of everyone's attacks.

The surrounding players adjusted their tactics, but did not begin to besiege Ying Huo in an attempt to seize the golden dragon ball from her, since there were still three golden dragon balls that had not been obtained by anyone.

The silver-armored youth glanced at Ying Huo, then quickly rushed towards the other golden dragon orbs closest to him.

An even more dangerous battle was about to begin.

Ying Huo nimbly weaved through the crowd, the golden dragon ball in her hand radiating dazzling light, repeatedly drawing the attacks of her opponents. She could only seize the opportunity to counterattack, temporarily repelling some of the unscrupulous opponents.

In the midst of this chaotic battle, time seemed to slow down.

Every dodge and every counterattack is a tremendous test of physical strength and intelligence.

Finally, through a clever maneuver, Ying Huo used the surrounding environment as cover, suddenly accelerated, broke through the encirclement, and arrived at a relatively safe location with the precious golden dragon pearl.

Sweat streamed down her face, but her eyes remained unusually determined.

At this moment, she knew the battle was not over and she had to be vigilant at all times to guard against any potential threats. Ying Huo glanced at the other three golden dragon balls that were still being fought over from time to time, while at the same time keeping a close eye on the movements around her, ready to fight any opponent who tried to approach at any time.

"I've protected the Golden Dragon Ball. Now, let's see who can take it from me." Ying Huo thought to himself, his eyes gleaming with challenge and confidence, completely immersed in this unprecedented Dragon Ball tournament.

As time went by, things were surprisingly quiet on Ying Huo's side. Almost no one came to cause her trouble, at least not until the remaining three golden dragon balls found their owners.

Half an hour later, the second golden dragon ball was obtained by a young man with horns on his head. The horned man was obviously a member of the dragon race.

Now that half of the golden dragon balls are gone, the tension has intensified.

In the tense and exciting atmosphere, Ying Huo tightly gripped the hard-won golden dragon pearl. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, as some people's eyes were already focused on her.

She knew that the most important thing now was to stay calm, make good use of the resources at her disposal, and ensure that this precious dragon ball did not fall into the hands of others.

Just then, a figure suddenly attacked her!