C19

There were only two possibilities. Firstly, Ling Yan's strength had far surpassed his, and secondly, there was no true essence left in Ling Yan's body. As for the power of blood energy, Wang Ba was not a body refining martial artist, so only when Ling Yan used the power of blood energy could he feel that Ling Yan was at the same realm as Pu Jie Ren.

Previously, Ling Yan's cultivation had only been at the early Second Stage of the Mortal Stage. In a short period of time, it was impossible for him to surpass two great realms. Then, there was only one possibility left — Ling Yan became a cripple and an ordinary person.

"Hahaha, second grade talent little brother, where's your true essence? Did you run away? How does it feel to be a cripple? Isn't it great? Aiya, with this, how can you let Brother Ba have the nerve to attack!"

Wang Ba was so happy that his mouth twitched. The Heavens had finally stood by his side. He had always been fond of bullying the weak. This way, it would give him a different kind of pleasure.

If a different type of martial artist didn't act, they wouldn't be able to detect the true strength of their opponent. But what surprised Ling Yan was that he was actually able to detect the cultivation realm of Wang Ba's group.

Since Wang Ba did not know his strength, that would be for the best.

"Wang Ba, what are you planning to do?" Ling Yan asked indifferently.

"Hey, you brat, you actually asked me what I want to do. Didn't you see the scene today?!"

Wang Ba laughed. He glanced at Ling Yan as if he wanted to look at a fool, and sneered, "I originally wanted to prevent you from escaping, so I brought a few more people with me. Alright, you weak chicken, since you don't have any cultivation, then don't waste your cultivation. See that Big Brother Ba's shoes are gone, today you lick them clean, so Big Brother Ba will let you go, how about it! "

After saying that, Wang Ba spat on the ground. Then, he stepped on it. After rubbing it a few times, he raised his head and placed it before Ling Yan.

Wang Ba was the third young master of the Wang family and should have a lot of money on his hands. If he tried to rob him, it would violate the laws of the South Tong Kingdom. He did not have any background, so he was afraid that he would be captured within minutes.

However, there was one move that could be used. The possibility of Wang Ba going back on his word was very small.

Ling Yan's eyes flickered, and his mind rapidly spun.

He felt more at ease in his heart and was a little pleased with himself as he said: "Second grade Big Brother, getting beaten up by others is very painful. Look, Big Brother Ba has already taken care of you, you don't need to make Big Brother Ba lose his patience!"

Haha, toying with a person is great. Wang Ba was secretly delighted.

"Wang Ba, are there any battles related to the martial arts contract?" Ling Yan slowly said as he looked at Wang Ba.

"Martial arts contract battle?" With just you, cripple? " Wang Ba was initially stunned, but soon after, he let out a cold snort and looked disdainfully at Ling Yan as he spoke.

In the battle of martial arts contracts, both sides had to establish a contract before battling each other. Both sides had to agree on the time, place, and other things. Once the agreement was made, the contract would take effect and the contract paper would be placed in the hands of a notary.

"You don't have any balls?" Ling Yan smirked.

"F * ck, who said I have no balls? It's because Big Brother Ba doesn't want you to die a horrible death!" Kampa was infuriated. He was actually looked down upon by a weak chicken. This was intolerable!

"Weak chicken, since you want to die, don't blame me for it. I will break your legs after the Martial Arts Contract and let you crawl back!" "Let's go, where are we going?"