C65

"Surrender!"

In the pavilion on Yuan Family.

Yuan Jingye shouted, "I'm giving up on behalf of Yuan Haoxuan. We're giving up on this match."

Wu Cangjiye, who had always been meek, neither hurried nor sad, was now like an enraged lion, baring his fangs and brandishing his claws, wishing that he could eat Yuan Haoxuan.

The katana was only a few centimeters away from Yuan Haoxuan. His speed was too fast and had already surpassed his base level. If not for Yuan Jingye's shout, Yuan Haoxuan would be lying on the ground like a dead body.

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According to the rules of the tournament, if one side concedes, they cannot fight again.

Yuan Jingye represented the contestants and admitted defeat. This was not forbidden in the event, so it was reasonable for him to admit defeat on behalf of Yuan Haoxuan. It was in accordance with the rules.

Wu Cangjiye threw his katana away and shouted to vent his anger. He obviously had the chance to kill Yuan Haoxuan, the elite of the Yuan Family, and cut off the wings of the Yuan Family, but, he was stopped at the last step to success. He didn't know if he would ever have such a chance in the future.

"Ah …"

"Pa!"

A saber light flashed by. A katana was about to be put on his neck. Yuan Haoxuan was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. His legs trembled and he almost peed his pants.

After the Patriarch admitted defeat for him, he sat on the martial stage and panted heavily.

The referee stepped onto the stage and said, "Chief Yuan is admitting defeat on behalf of the Yuan Family. The winner of the first match is; Wu Cangjiye, let us give him the warmest applause."

Wu Cangjiye received a round of applause.

All of a sudden, he became the swordsman's idol, defeating Yuan Haoxuan with a few simple moves from a katana.

Besides, Yuan Haoxuan's face was pale. The collision of the three parts of Returning Energy and the saber Qi had already caused him to lose a lot of blood. Just now, when he was almost killed by Wu Cangjiye, he lost everything and didn't treat Wu Cangjiye as his opponent.

"Down, down, down …"

People in the audience shouted for Yuan Haoxuan to leave. At first, only a few shouted for him to leave. When he arrived, everyone finally shouted for him to leave.

Yuan Haoxuan, who was slumped on the battling platform, was seen by others as shameless and trying to get popular …

"It's not shameful enough."

A clan elder of Yuan Family said unhappily.

"Why isn't Hao Xuan coming down? Look at how furious he is! Everyone is shouting for Hao Xuan to get down the stage!" A loss in the martial arts competition is a loss. You must learn to bear the consequences of your loss. Yuan Jingye was unhappy. He thought highly of Yuan Haoxuan. Otherwise, he wouldn't have licked his face and admitted defeat on behalf of Yuan Haoxuan.

"Patriarch, why do I feel that something isn't right? Look at Hao Xuan's face! It doesn't seem like he's deliberately holding himself back. It can't be that he can't stand up!" Elder Tian Hen was meticulous.

The elders did not want to see this result as Wu Cangjiye did not inflict any substantial damage to Yuan Haoxuan. If there was, it was because the explosion of spiritual energy injured his body. This kind of injury might have caused an ordinary person to lose their life, but, was Yuan Haoxuan an ordinary person? He was clearly a cultivator of Spirit master.

"Trash."

When Elder Tian Hen said this, Yuan Family Patriarch Yuan Jingye stared at the martial stage for a while, just as Elder Tian Hen had said, "Yuan Family has lost all his face, Yuan Jingwu, go and bring your precious son back, after that, go back to the ancestral tablets to kneel at the ancestral hall for three months, without my permission, no one can let him go."

"Yes!"

As his father, Yuan Jingwu, was ashamed of his son, was this still the genius son he was proud of? If he could become like this after just a little shock, then there would be many cruel things to do in the future! If he didn't adjust his mentality, he would become someone else's stepping stone sooner or later.

Yuan Jingwu had lived for dozens of years and had seen many talented people. When he looked back at them after a few decades, many talented people had already died and he, who had poor talent, came back later. It could be seen that talent could not decide everything.

Yuan Family had already lost once, in the second match, no matter what, he could not lose, otherwise, it would be difficult to win.

According to the previous arrangement, the second round would be to arrange another elite disciple in the clan. His cultivation level was the same as Yuan Haoxuan, a first class spirit vein, early Spirit master.

With Yuan Haoxuan's previous example, this unlucky disciple was completely reduced to being Bei Tai. He probably wouldn't even have the chance to go up on stage anymore.

"Ting Jiang, this child's talent is not bad. He is a steady and steady man. It's a pity that in the first match, if Ting Jiang was allowed to go up, the result would be completely different." Elder Tian Hen had temporarily given the participating disciples a surprise training, understanding the personality and strength of this batch of elites.

"Sigh …"

After Elder Tian Hen finished speaking, several clan elders continued to sigh. The order of entering the stage for the competition was discussed by the clan elders, the first one to let Yuan Haoxuan fight was because of his momentum, they hoped to borrow the power of Hao Xuan to quickly settle the battle, giving the Musashi family a heavy blow in terms of momentum.

All in all, he had neglected one important point. This force was undoubtedly a masterwork weapon under smooth sailing. However, in times of conflict, it was often a fatal weakness.

An elder said, "In the next match, should we rearrange our troops or call for the child Ting Jiang to fight? My opinion is that it should be adjusted from the beginning. This battle is extremely important. We cannot lose."

The elder's words were like needles piercing the hearts of those present;

Yuan Ting Jiang clenched his fists tightly, which made crackling sounds; he had trained his Psionic Skills arduously to improve his cultivation, so he wanted to prove that he had a good opportunity in front of him.

"Ting Jiang …" Patriarch Yuan Jingye said, "This martial arts competition is of great importance, the entire clan is tied together. Not only the Kaiyuan City, the entire Qi Nan area is watching! I will not allow you to fail, the glory of the Yuan Family cannot be lost in our generation, uncle apologizes and said, in the end we will recommend my daughter, Yun'er, in the competition. "

As the leader of the family, he could not be emotional. He had the family's prosperity on his shoulders, so he had to think carefully before making any decision. Even the slightest mistake could affect thousands of people.

"I agree... 〃

"Agreed."

"I agree with the chief's suggestion."

"Seconded."

The clan elders all agreed with the patriarch's suggestion. Yuan Yun'er was the second successor to the Yuan Family, and similarly, she was also a special Spirit body. Although her cultivation was only at the early stage of Spirit master, her true combat power was not below the middle stage of Spirit master.

Just as the Patriarch had said, they could not lose this competition. Yuan Yun'er going up was undoubtedly the best possible outcome.

If Yuan Yun'er loses,

It wouldn't be much better if Yuan Ting Jiang went.

"Father …"

Yuan Yun'er looked at Yuan Ting Jiang.

"Miss, no need to say anymore. What the chief said is correct. I was too rash and agitated. I wish you good results." Yuan Ting Jiang knew that he could not change the situation, so he might as well leave a good impression in front of the Clan Elder. No matter what, the Yuan Family still owed him a chance, and he believed that the Patriarch would compensate him in other ways.