C20 I Admit Defeat

"There are still requirements for this …"

"Yes, it was all up to you in the past …"

Inevitably, there was another round of discussion.

"Little Brother Jiang Ting..." Jiang Zi was standing right beside Jiang Yang. Why would she listen to these requests, as if he was intentionally making things difficult for Jiang Ting?

The stone array formation was much more difficult, furthermore, Jiang Ting had just turned seventeen!

Jiang Ting didn't care at all, "Sister Jiang Zi, don't worry, I have no problems. If I can't even pass through this, I really don't have the qualifications to be a Young Lord of Jiang Family!"

On the stage, Jiang Qinghee personally announced that the competition had begun!

Everyone stood in front of the formation according to the requirements. There were a total of three formations, and the Jiang Family disciples all entered the formation one by one.

Jiang Ting stood at the very end. As the one who should have entered the Jiang Family to cultivate the most, he had never entered the place even once. Today, he must also experience the profound mysteries of the formation left behind by this ancestor!

Those who passed happily walked towards the arena, while those who didn't, dejectedly returned to the stands, and could only wait for the next clan martial competition to step onto the platform.

Finally, Jiang Ting walked into the stone array.

The moment he stepped into this formation, he felt several strong gusts of wind blowing towards him, causing him to involuntarily take a deep breath. It was an inexplicable pressure.

All of a sudden, a sound came out, and all of a sudden, the stone men in front of him started to move, surrounding Jiang Ting.

Every stone person had the name of a battle skill on them, but when Jiang Qianqiu saw these names, he could not help but exclaim: "Sigh, why is there only such a battle skill left on Jiang Family? All of these are low Huang class battle skills, their power is too weak! If you don't defeat all of them, don't tell me you know me! "

The corner of Jiang Ting's mouth curved up, "I'm afraid that the Yang Refining Palm will burn the entire formation, I will just use the Flowing Cloud Sword Arts instead!"

Without saying a word, Jiang Ting used his Spirit Qi and pushed the Flowing Cloud Sword Arts to its limits. Countless of sword images flew out, like raindrops, they sprinkled on the stone golems, and even the sharp sword images were able to cause the stone golems to fly!

Jiang Ting was fighting intensely inside, causing the people outside to be confused.

Because when a person walked in, the door closed, and numbers started to jump on the door, and with every additional number added, it meant that the person got a point, which was knocking down a stone person. Other people would get an increase of one number, and occasionally by two, but after Jiang Ting entered, the number changed three times, the first time it moved thirty-six, and the second time it moved seventy, and the third time it got a hundred points!

"This formation must be broken!" Even the elders sitting in the main seat said these words.

Patriarch Jiang Qinghee's face turned green. He had thought that Jiang Ting would die in this formation, but he did not expect that this formation would actually break. Wasn't this a joke?

"Bam!"

Suddenly, the formation crumbled and small rocks littered the ground!

When the crumbling powder was all blown away, everyone saw Jiang Ting standing in the middle with a helpless look on his face!

"Stinking brat, how is your hand so fast? I was just about to tell you, this formation cannot handle a Superior Grade Yellow Ranked Battle Skill!" Jiang Qianqiu was berating Jiang Ting!

"Uncle Jiang, isn't he afraid of fire?" Jiang Ting was also a little depressed.

"…" Jiang Qianqiu was also a little speechless, "Your Yang Refining Palm can already be condensed nine times, and this formation is also a little hard to endure.

"…" Jiang Ting was speechless.

"This … how can this be counted!?" Immediately, someone in the crowd began to speak out.

"That's hard to say, wasn't it already 100 points just now? It should be enough to pass."

"But this is abnormal! I don't think so. "

"The machine has broken down. Let him take the test again!" "Not only is he a piece of trash, he's also a jinx. Something that was passed down from the Jiang Family for a hundred years was destroyed by this guy just like that!"

At this time, Jiang Yang stood out: "I saw Little Brother Jiang Ting's score just now was one hundred. Then, because of something happening to the formation, Little Brother Jiang Ting should have passed!"

Jiang Zi also agreed.

Jiang Ting was very touched that these two people could stand up for him!

The people discussed for a while, and then all looked towards Patriarch Jiang Qinghee, after all, they still needed the Patriarch to speak!

"Let Jiang Ting enter the martial arts competition segment!" Jiang Qinghee seemed to be very casual.

In fact, he wanted to go up and personally kill Jiang Ting, so he wasted his Jiang Family on a machine. One must know, this machine was the clan foundation treasure of the Jiang Family!

Everyone thought that the Patriarch was merciful, and on top of that, this Jiang Ting was lucky today. Not only did he not die in the formation, he even passed through.

The exciting competition had officially begun, and everyone had quickly forgotten about this small episode.

The rules of this competition were very simple. The person who had drawn the same number would go up on stage to compete. The winner would remain on the stage while the loser would leave.

In a flash, there were eleven battling platforms. In the middle, there was no one. That was where the final battle would take place.

In the first group, there was Jiang Ting, Jiang Ting chose number four. When he turned his head, everyone had already displayed their various moves, performing as much as they liked as they liked on stage.

And only Jiang Ting, with steady steps, slowly walked up the stage.

When Jiang Delee saw that the person standing on the same stage as him was Jiang Ting, he almost sat down. How could his hand be so smelly, and actually get a chance to fight with Jiang Ting?! Why was he so unlucky today!

However, those watching the match were all excited.

"I heard that Jiang Delee just broke through to Stage 1 a few days ago, and had already beaten this Jiang Ting to a pulp."

"Haha, looks like it will be difficult for Jiang Ting to walk down the stage today. He should be the first Young Lord to die on the stage!"

"It opened, it opened!" In Coiled Dragon City, the biggest casino, the Coiling Dragon Casino, had already moved their scene here. Chen Guang and Chen Guang were already prepared, and everyone on the stage had opened their mouths, "Everyone, you guys bet, we'll buy your hands!"

When the money came in, it was also in the crowd. Seeing that Young Lord of Jiang Family Jiang Ting's betting table was really one to one hundred, he couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart. He decided to listen to Jiang Ting and make a good profit!

However, just as he was about to place his bet, he saw that his shopkeeper had also come with a lot of money. He unexpectedly took out a silver ingot and placed it under Jiang Delee's name with a "pa da" sound.

Qian Jin hurriedly pulled on the shopkeeper's sleeve. "Shopkeeper Qian, why … why are you not pressuring that Young Lord?"

"If you want to earn a little bit of money, then bet on Young Lord Jiang to win. If you want to earn a lot of money, then bet on me."

He couldn't figure out how Jiang Delee could earn so much money just by betting on himself to win.

Thus, the money came in and pressed the silver in his hands under Jiang Ting's name.

Even Chen Guang, Chen Guang, looked at the money coming in a few more times. He was just about to remind Ye Zichen that he might have placed it in the wrong place because he did not point at the price to earn money!

After a clear ringing sound, the match began. The rules were simple: whoever was knocked off the stage would lose.

On the stage, Jiang Delee's face had even turned green. After this string of bell rings, he broke out in a cold sweat. Not only did he not have any intention to fight, he had retreated one step at a time.

Jiang Ting folded his arms across his shoulders and looked at Jiang Delee. He simply could not understand what this fellow was trying to do.

When he had nowhere to retreat to, Jiang Delee actually spoke to Jiang Ting in a low voice: "I can't beat you, so I won't ask for trouble, I admit defeat!"

"What?" Jiang Ting was in disbelief.

However, Jiang Delee had already turned around. He just went down as he came up, and then, he dived into the crowd …

Even Jiang Ting did not expect that Jiang Delee would directly admit defeat before even exchanging blows!

Out of the ten fighting stages, the first to determine the victor was actually Jiang Ting and Jiang Delee. Furthermore, had won without even moving a finger, it was equivalent to being in the air!

The others were just shocked, but Chen Guang could not remain calm, he cursed: "Jiang Delee, did this idiot not notice and fell down?!"

Only the money came in, laughing so hard that his eyes were about to burst: "Boss Chen, take the money, take the money, I won the money!" That was a hundred taels of silver!

Qian Duoduo thumped his chest as he scolded Jiang Delee. Qian Jin shook his head as he entered, and touched the 100 taels of silver in his hands with a blissful feeling.

The results of the ten arenas were all decided. The victor would stay on the platform and give the next challenger a time to adjust his breathing. After that, the next challenger would step up.

When he walked up the stage alone, Jiang Ting almost laughed out loud. It was no other than that, it was actually Jiang Hao who had the best relationship with him, he had even taken care of him before!

"Just now, Jiang Delee did not manage to stand steadily. Now, if he meets Jiang Hao, Jiang Ting will very miserably fall down!" Seeing Jiang Hao on stage, many people made this judgement.

Chen Guang placed the betting table for everyone once again. Seeing how easily the money was placed into Jiang Ting's name, Chen Guang snorted coldly, not saying a word.

On the martial stage, the second match had already begun.

Jiang Ting looked at Jiang Hao, his hand had just moved, but Jiang Hao acted as if he had seen a cat, and immediately retreated a few steps: "Jiang Delee this brat's brain is really good, I won't look for discomfort anymore, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

Jiang Ting's face did not reveal any expression, and he only nodded slightly.

Jiang Hao turned around and with a leap, he jumped off the stage.

"Damn, what's going on?!" Other people were just shocked, but not only was Chen Guang shocked, he was also pained. This was because this money had come with a total of ten taels of silver!