Chapter 153: The Battlefield (2)
As for the Patriarch of the Jiang family, his expression was relaxed, leaning on the back of the chair, his face covered with lines seemed to be full of complacency, not to mention one Yun Qing, even ten of them would not be enough to catch Jiang Shan's move!
"drink!"

Yun Qing walked slowly around the arena, and after a loud shout, she took the lead.

"A blow to the sky!" Yun Qing kicked out suddenly, swung the fang iron rod in his hand, and threw it at Jiang Shan, but to everyone's surprise, Jiang Shan still stood there with a dead face, motionless , it seems that he didn't even make a gesture of avoidance.

"It's over!" Seeing that the ferocious iron rod was about to hit Jiang Shan's head, but he still didn't move, everyone couldn't help but feel chills, "Which show is this?"

Fighting at the same level, dare to take it lightly, is Jiang Shan going to die?
"Drink!" Looking at Jiang Shan's cold eyes, Yun Qing felt a chill in his heart for an instant, and at the same time felt the disdain and contempt on his expression.

Yun Qing was extremely annoyed in his heart, he was also a first-grade Tianxuan, why did Jiang Shan look at him with such superior eyes?
Yun Qing shouted angrily, waving his arms, without the slightest hesitation, the iron rod slammed towards Jiang Shan's Tianling Gai!

Everyone turned their heads to avoid it, and couldn't bear to see the scene of the brains bursting out.

However, when the ferocious iron rod was only an inch away from Jiang Shan, he made a move. The hand that was hanging by his side had been lifted to the top of his head without knowing when. film.

"Touch—click, click."

Jiang Shan grabbed the mace with bare hands, and heard a few clicks. The weapon made of fine iron was twisted into a piece of scrap iron!
"What!" Yun Qing opened his eyes, but before he could react, there was a fatal cramping pain in his abdomen, he didn't even see how Jiang Shan made a move, and he flew upside down.

The crowd scattered under the arena, and in the next second, Yun Qing fell to the ground with a bang, twisted and curled up like a shrimp, and then completely unconscious.

"One move, another move." Everyone was amazed, "But, this is clearly the only battle seen at the same level."

Facing the high-level Dixuan, it is understandable for Jiang Shan to solve it with one move, but Yun Qing is the first-grade Tianxuan who is at the same level as him, and he was still solved by him with one move!
Yun Qingchen sat beside the head of the Yun family, creaking the feather fan in his hand. This competition may not be a big deal to the Jiang family, but if the Yun family loses, it means that they have almost lost the competition for the four major families. The first qualification!
After coming back from the Patriarch and agreeing to the family ranking, he felt that something was wrong. Now, Yun Qingchen's worry in his heart completely became a reality, but he could only shake his head with a wry smile.

If he had to choose one, he would rather the Ling family win than the Jiang family.

Ling Wushuang stared at Jiang Shan's back as he slowly walked down the ring, his eyes were calm, like a deep pool.

This person's strength is definitely more than first-grade Tianxuan. Although the leak of a breath just now is very small, it does not mean that she can escape her divine sense. If she feels that there is nothing wrong, Jiang Shan's real strength should be... …

"In this competition, the Jiang family, Jiang Shan, wins and advances!" The referee suppressed his shock, and shouted a sentence, which interrupted Ling Wushuang's thoughts.

Ling Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, and when he was about to take a rest in the meeting seat, there were bursts of loud shouts in his ears. The competition on this side of the ring was over, and everyone rushed to the other side.

"Admit defeat, or quickly admit defeat."

"That's right, it's not a solution to go on like this, this Jiang Wu is really ruthless."

"Hey, I haven't seen such a stubborn person before. Why is this person so stubborn."

Ling Wushuang raised her eyes suspiciously, and what she saw immediately gave her a chill.

In the second competition on the arena, another first-rank Tianxuan from the Jiang family faced Ling Yi from the Ling family, a ninth-rank high-ranking Dixuan.

However, despite the great disparity in strength, what is surprising is that Ling Yi, relying on his own skills and perseverance, could not hold on for less than half an hour, and even forced Jiang Hua to use a unique move, which Ling Yi accepted. Heavy strikes, and finally turned the tide of battle.

"boom--"

Jiang Hua kicked up and landed on Ling Yi's chest. His light and thin body flew out of the ring, but just hung on the edge of it, and did not fall down.

"Bah." Jiang Hua spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and walked slowly towards the twitching Ling Yi, her face full of hostility.

He is a dignified Tianxuan, so he was almost smashed by such a stinky boy, it is really a great shame.

"Let's admit defeat." The people around tried to persuade him, this Ling Yi was too stubborn and able to bear it, even after being beaten like this, he still gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

According to the rules of the competition, a match can only be over if one side admits defeat, or one side is kicked out of the ring directly, or one side directly falls to the ground for 1 minute.

"No." Ling Yi supported his bruised body and got up again, "I will never admit defeat."

Originally, with his ninth-grade Earth Profound strength, he was not qualified to participate in the singles competition. There are so many people in the Ling family who are stronger than him, but Miss Wushuang actually gave him a chance, so he must not embarrass the family.

He will never admit defeat, even if it is his last breath, he must persist until the end!
Standing aside, Ling Wushuang saw Ling Yi's stubborn and unyielding expression, he couldn't laugh or cry, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

When Jiang Hua saw Ling Yi who had been kicked away by him, within a few seconds, she stumbled to her feet again, waving the dagger in her hand, and attacked him crookedly.

"Go to hell." Jiang Hua's eyes burst into flames, and he raised his foot and kicked out again.

"bump--"

Ling Yi, who was already weak, was still kicked away by Jiang Hua, but, despite all his strength, whether it was intentional or unintentional, he still didn't kick Ling Yi out of the ring.

Ling Yi fell to the ground and spat out another mouthful of blood, his expression was extremely determined, he did not admit defeat!
"Ling Yi..."

A group of disciples of the Ling family who were guarding off the field looked anxious, some even crushed their sleeves, but even so, none of them asked Ling Yi to give up, because they knew that if it was I will definitely do the same!
This is the difference between the disciples of the Ling family and the people around them!

"You still don't admit defeat, right? Then I'll make you admit defeat." Jiang Hua sneered, kicking Ling Yi all over the field like kicking sandbags, showing no mercy at all.

"Stop!" Old Master Ling held back for a long time, but couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his hand to stop, "The Ling family admit defeat in this competition."

If this continues, you will be beaten to death.

(End of this chapter)

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