C21

"Aiya, what's wrong, Brother Ba? You're going to go back on your word. Then it's fine, just make your move here. The young master of a noble family only has this little bit of credit." Ling Yan shrugged his shoulders and mocked.

Furthermore, all the people entering and exiting the round plaza of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School were all martial artists. Since it was still before the registration time, there would be a lot of people waiting for him. Thinking about it, when Wang Ba lost, he would not be able to renege on his debt.

The battle of the martial arts contract was very sacred to martial artists. If someone dared to go back on their word, they would definitely be despised by all martial artists. If Wang Ba still wanted to stay in the circle of martial artists, then he would have to honestly give him the money.

A few of Wang Ba's lackeys looked at him, making it difficult for him to back down. If he went back on his words, these lackeys would not know what to think of him. In the future, whether or not his lackeys were willing to follow him was a problem!

Tsk, Ling Yan, you bastard! I will kill you!

"To go back on my word, I, your father, am such a person!" Wang Ba shouted in exasperation, "Let's go to the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's round plaza and cripple you in one move!"

It was now almost noon. Taking advantage of the lack of people in the middle of the day, Wang Ba decided to kill Ling Yan in an instant. This way, not many people would know about it.

"Alright, then let's go."

The corner of Ling Yan's mouth curved into a meaningful smile.

For some reason, when Wang Ba saw this smile, his body suddenly felt a little cold …

At noon, in the circular square of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School.

The ten deacons of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School that were responsible for registering were not present. They were probably going to eat lunch, and today was already the eighth day of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School's registration. It was also noon, so there weren't many people on the circular plaza.

This guy was thinking in Wang Ba's heart, haha, little brat, so what if you have a quick mind? The heavens are standing by my side.

It's your doom, today is your doomsday!

Wang Ba impatiently pulled a fifteen-year-old youth, who was sitting on the edge of a flower bed in the plaza and was about to register as a baby at the second level of the Fetal Stage, and whispered in his ear.

"Hey, little brother, I want to have a martial arts contract battle with this kid. Can you help me out a little and be a notary?"

"The battle of the martial arts contract?" The person unconsciously raised his voice, his eyes filled with excitement. "Yes, I can. I'm extremely happy."

Most of the martial artists loved to watch the excitement as much as the ordinary people. Therefore, the teenager readily agreed. Since the registration had not yet started, it would be good to watch the excitement.

F * ck, you son of a b * tch. Why are you shouting so loudly? Wang Ba staggered forward with a sullen expression. He wanted nothing more than to slap this young man in front of him to death.

He had wanted to finish the battle quickly and stealthily, but he hadn't thought that it would be destroyed by an idiot.

As expected, the youth's words immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"What? Someone is engaging in the battle of the martial arts contract?" Let's go take a look! "

"That's great. I didn't expect there would be a show to watch. I was just bored. Let's go."

"It's those two youngsters. Eh, isn't this the Wang family's third young master? Why are they having such an official battle with others?" "Damn, that young man doesn't have any true essence fluctuations. He's just an ordinary person. What is this Wang family's third young master doing? Isn't he sullying the martial arts contract?"

"…"

In just a short period of time, many spectators had gathered around Ling Yan and Wang Ba. Most of them were martial artists, and some of the local martial artists were even pointing at Wang Ba with faces full of contempt.

With a "pa" sound, he stuffed the contract paper into the young man's arms. Wang Ba turned around with a gloomy face and looked at Ling Yan who had a calm expression on his face. At this moment, he could no longer contain his anger.

"Weak chicken, laozi will turn you into a dead chicken!"

With a loud shout, Wang Ba charged towards Ling Yan regardless of whether Ling Yan was ready or not. Since the result was the same, there was no way it would matter!

He needed to finish the battle within seconds! This was too embarrassing!