Wu Shattered Star River

Jiang Lang went on stage again, looked at the list, and announced loudly, "Next, please welcome the second challenger, Young Master Jiang Zekai. Let's give him a round of applause. Oh, and... all challengers, please automatically submit your arena fees!"

After speaking, Jiang Lang jumped down. A young master in a white robe had been waiting impatiently and leaped onto the stage.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he released a type of divine power. A golden energy appeared around his body, condensing into a suit of golden armor, making him as dazzling as the sun, like a deity.

He held a golden longsword in his hand, his aura like a mountain, and shouted angrily, "Jiang Han, you little thief, I, your young master, am Jiang Zekai, the young master of Yunshui Palace. I've been tolerating you for a long time."

Jiang Han nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation. Jiang Zekai threw out one hundred million Xuan stones, the town guardian activated the divine formation, and Jiang Zekai brandished his longsword and charged over.

Jiang Zekai seemed to have learned from Li Yun's lesson, and immediately released a powerful divine power. Golden rays of light burst out from the golden longsword, like sword qi, shooting directly at Jiang Han.

Releasing sword qi, this was a technique that only Heavenly Human Realm cultivators possessed. Jiang Zekai's ability to release sword qi was a very strong divine power.

"Interesting!"

Jiang Han immediately released the Wind Escape Technique, his body turning into a breeze and moving to the edge of the arena. The sword qi released by Jiang Zekai missed and struck the divine formation's light shield, causing the light shield to shine brightly.

The low-level martial artists watching below sighed in excitement. Today's arena competition was much more exciting than yesterday's. Many people cheered loudly, rooting for Jiang Zekai.

Jiang Zekai heard the cheers from countless people below, and his heart blossomed. He continuously shot out sword qi, golden sword qi flying all over the sky, the scene was quite beautiful.

Unfortunately!

He only showed off for a short period of time. Jiang Han stopped using the Wind Escape Technique to dodge, and instead released the Dragon Shield to resist.

After the Dragon Shield shattered, he shouted, "Young Master Jiang, stop! I can't withstand it anymore, I admit defeat! If you release more sword qi, I'll die!"

Jiang Zekai was enjoying releasing sword qi when Jiang Han admitted defeat, which left Jiang Zekai speechless. However, the town guardian had already deactivated the divine formation. If he released more sword qi, it would hurt innocent people, so he could only reluctantly stop.

"Alright!"

Jiang Lang flew onto the stage, cupped his hands towards Jiang Zekai and said, "Young Master Jiang is amazing, congratulations on winning the challenge. You can go find Miss Chunyu now. Next, let's begin the third challenge, please welcome Young Master Long Batian to the stage, everyone clap!"

As soon as Jiang Lang's words fell, many people finally felt that something was not right...

Jiang Han had lost two matches in a row, and he wasn't even injured. He only fought for a while before admitting defeat. It felt like he was playing around?

Jiang Han was acting!

The third young master who went on stage also felt that something was wrong. Jiang Han's losses were not convincing at all, and winning didn't feel very glorious. Li Yun and Jiang Zekai also felt that something was wrong. How many matches was Jiang Han going to lose today? How was it different from yesterday? Yesterday, he won once and lost once, at least it felt a little real.

Today's performance was too fake...

As expected, the third person went up and fought for a while, without even hurting a hair on Jiang Han's head. Jiang Han used the Wind Escape Technique to circle around a few times, and decisively admitted defeat.

"哗~"

The crowd exploded, there was an uproar and boos. If there were still people who hadn't realized what was going on, they were idiots.

This was clearly a fixed match, this was acting, this was insulting their intelligence.

"Alright, next, please welcome the fourth challenger, Young Master Yang Guowei to the stage, everyone clap!"

Jiang Lang went up and called out the name, but the fourth young master didn't even want to go on stage.

It felt a little embarrassing to go up. Jiang Lang waited for a while and said, "Young Master Yang, are you not going to fight? If you don't fight, you won't get anything. If you fight and win, you can drink with Miss Chunyu."

Jiang Lang's words were very subtle, the meaning was very clear - the money would not be refunded if he didn't fight, and if he fought, he could at least drink with Chunyu Yan.

Yang Guowei pondered for a moment and went on stage.

This time, Jiang Han was too lazy to act, anyway, everyone knew what was going on. After the divine formation was activated, Yang Guowei charged forward, Jiang Han's body suddenly flew backwards, heavily crashing into the light shield, and then rolled twice on the ground.

He stood up with a painful expression and said, "Young Master Yang, what kind of divine power did you release? You can actually hurt me from a distance? Amazing, I admit defeat!"

"..."

Yang Guowei was stunned. He just charged forward, he didn't do anything, how did Jiang Han fall to the ground and admit defeat? He spent two billion Xuan stones, wasn't he even going to show off? This experience was too bad.

Many of the viewers below had invisible black lines appearing on their heads. Jiang Han's acting was too exaggerated, was he treating them like fools?

"噗~"

Lu Xi, Zuo Yiyi, Xiong Jingjing, Qi Bing, Lin Ye and others laughed until their stomachs hurt, looking at Yang Guowei's dazed and clueless expression, they suddenly felt a little sympathy for him.

"Alright, next one, Young Master Yang, quickly go find Miss Chunyu to send a post and make an appointment!"

Jiang Lang leaped onto the stage and began to call out names.

Yang Guowei stepped down from the stage in a daze. He touched his nose, looked at the nearby companions, and asked, "Did I win?"

"You won!"

One of the companions nodded affirmatively, and then added, "But I feel like you didn't win!"

"Damn it!" Yang Guowei scratched his head, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes, and said, "Why do I feel like I was being played?"

Another companion said very affirmatively, "Remove the word 'feel'!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Another companion said, "Anyway, you won. Later, send a post and see if Chunyu Yan will renege on her promise. If she doesn't, you'll earn, if she does, you'll lose a lot!"

The challenge continued on the stage. Some of the young masters and young ladies with strong combat power had already left. This was a farce, and there was no point in watching it anymore.

More viewers stayed. Anyway, they were watching a free show, and they wanted to see what would happen in the end? How many matches was Jiang Han going to lose?

In the subsequent challenges, Jiang Han was too lazy to act. At the beginning of each challenge, as soon as that person moved, Jiang Han would automatically fly backwards, fall to the ground, and admit defeat happily.

He didn't even show a "painful" expression on his face anymore...

Soon, more than a dozen matches were over. Two challengers didn't even go on stage, probably because they couldn't bring themselves to do it.

More challengers chose to go on stage. The money had already been spent, and as Jiang Lang said - they had publicly challenged and defeated Jiang Han, and they could exchange it for a promise from Chunyu Yan.

Being able to drink alone with the young palace master of Qingyi Palace was an unparalleled honor and pleasure in itself, and it was an experience that could be boasted about.

Anyway, they had already lost face. So many people lost face together, what was there to say?

After an hour, all seventy-odd matches were over. There was nothing to see in the later matches. Jiang Han uniformly admitted defeat, admitted defeat. By the end, Jiang Han didn't even act anymore, he didn't even fall to the ground, he just cupped his hands and admitted defeat.

Out of the seventy-odd matches, more than ten people didn't go on stage. In total, more than fifty people won.

When the last match was over, Jiang Lang went on stage, cupped his hands and said, "Today's challenge is successfully concluded, congratulations to everyone for successfully challenging. Everyone can now go find Miss Chunyu to send a post and invite her to drink."

"If Miss Chunyu breaks her promise, everyone can appeal to the City Lord's Mansion, or protest outside the Pear Blossom Courtyard! Alright, meeting adjourned!"