C21

"Aiya, what's wrong, Baoguo, you're going to go back on your word. Then it's fine, just make your move here. The young master of the aristocratic families only has this much credit." Ling Yan shrugged and mocked.

Furthermore, all of the Chixiao Martial School s that came and went were all martial cultivator s, and taking advantage of the time that they were still registering, there would be a lot of people. Thinking about it, if Wang Ba lost, it would be too embarrassing to go back on his words, since there were so many martial cultivator s watching them.

The battle of the martial arts contract was very sacred to the martial cultivator, if someone dared to go back on their word, they would definitely be despised by all the martial cultivator s. If Wang Ba still wanted to stay in the martial cultivator circle, he would have to honestly give him the money.

A few of his lackeys were looking at Wang Ba, making it difficult for him to back down now. Since he had already said what he wanted to say, if he went back on his words, these lackeys would not know what to think of him. In the future, whether or not his lackeys were willing to follow him was his problem!

Ling Yan, you bastard, I, your father will kill you!

"To go back on my word, I, your father, am such a person!" Wang Ba shouted in exasperation, "Go, immediately go to Chixiao Martial School and cripple you in one move!"

It was almost noon, and taking advantage of the lack of people, Wang Ba decided to kill Ling Yan in an instant. That way, no one would know about it anymore.

"Alright, then let's go."

Ling Yan's mouth revealed a meaningful smile.

Somehow, when Wang Ba saw this smile, his body suddenly felt a little cold ?

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Noon, Chixiao Martial School.

The deacons of the ten Chixiao Martial School s who were in charge of registering were not present, they were probably going to eat lunch. Furthermore, today was already the eighth day of Chixiao Martial School's registration, so there were not many people on Circle Square at noon.

This guy is definitely interested in Wang Ba, haha, little brat, so what if your brain is flexible, the heavens are standing by my side, Baoguo.

It's your doom, today is your doomsday!

Wang Ba impatiently pulled on a fifteen year old who was sitting next to a flower bed in the plaza and about to register as a baby at the second level of the Mortal Realm, and whispered in his ear.

"Hey, little brother, I want to have a martial arts contract battle with this kid. Can you help me out a little and be a notary?"

"The battle of the martial arts contract?" The person unconsciously raised his voice, his eyes filled with excitement. "Yes, I can. I'm extremely happy."

The majority of martial cultivator was like ordinary people who loved to watch the show, so that was why the young man readily agreed. In any case, the registration had not started, and it would be good to watch the show.

F * ck, you son of a b * tch. Why did you shout so loudly? Wang Ba staggered forward with a sullen face. He really wanted to kill this young man in front of him with a slap.

He had wanted to finish the battle quickly and stealthily, but he hadn't thought that it would be destroyed by an idiot.

As expected, the youth's words immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"What? Someone is engaging in the battle of the martial arts contract?" Let's go take a look! "

"That's great. I didn't expect there would be a show to watch. I was just bored. Let's go."

"So it's those two youths? Hmm, isn't that the third young master of the Wang Family's hedonist class? Why is there such an official battle with him?" Damn, that young man does not have any true essence undulations, he is just an ordinary person, what is this Wang Family's Third Young Master doing, isn't this sullying the martial arts contract?! "

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In just a short period of time, and Wang Ba had surrounded a lot of spectators, most of them were martial cultivator, some of the local martial cultivator s were even pointing and pointing at Wang Ba, their faces filled with contempt.

Pah! He placed the contract paper into the young man's bosom, Wang Ba turned around gloomily, and looked at the calm Ling Yan, anger filling his heart.

"Weak chicken, laozi will turn you into a dead chicken!"

With a loud shout, Wang Ba did not care whether Ling Yan was ready or not, and directly rushed towards Ling Yan. Since the result was the same, there was no way it would matter!

He needed to finish the battle within seconds! This was too embarrassing!