Chapter 73

Jing Yan could feel that Jing Shiyu's attitude towards him had undergone a subtle change.

Before Jing Yan took the test, although Jing Shiyu was also very polite to him, compared to before, there was now a clear sense of respect from the bottom of his heart.

This was not to say that Jing Shiyu had looked down on him before. Rather, in this world, the strong were respected. Only with strength could one earn more respect.

"Manager Jing Shiyu, I want to challenge the champion of this arena," Jing Yan nodded.

On the arena, Jing Luoying's face was somewhat gloomy.

When Jing Yan approached his arena, he guessed that Jing Yan might challenge him. He himself was also aware that since Jing Yan was expelled from the Divine Wind Academy, he had been defaming and humiliating Jing Yan in various situations.

It was only natural that Jing Yan would find him unpleasant.

"Jing Yan, challenging Jing Luoying!"

Manager Jing Shiyu announced loudly.

"Jing Yan, you can go up to the arena now," Jing Shiyu then smiled and said softly to Jing Yan.

"Thank you!" Jing Yan bowed.

His gaze shifted slightly, looking at Jing Luoying, whose face was ashen, and he walked up with a smile.

"Jing Yan, others may fear you, but I, Jing Luoying, do not fear you!" As Jing Yan stepped onto the arena, Jing Luoying roared.

He knew that even if he showed weakness, Jing Yan would not admit defeat and leave the arena.

Since they were going to fight anyway, it was better to be strong. At least, it would make the people behind him satisfied.

Jing Luoying was not weak. He was also at the Eighth Level of Martial Arts, just like Jing Chuanling.

However, if Jing Chuanling were to fight Jing Luoying, the one who would be defeated would definitely be Jing Chuanling.

Jing Luoying had been at the Eighth Level of Martial Arts for quite some time, and his understanding of martial arts was relatively thorough. Among the Eighth Level disciples of the Jing family, Jing Luoying was considered one of the stronger ones.

If nothing went wrong, he would have no problem entering the final stage.

Listening to Jing Luoying's roar and seeing his somewhat distorted expression, Jing Yan smiled.

"Jing Luoying, I'm giving you a chance to immediately admit defeat and leave the arena," Jing Yan said with a smile, but his tone was cold.

"Uh?" Jing Luoying was slightly taken aback.

Then, he became even angrier.

Jing Yan was clearly humiliating him. If he really left the arena like this, would he still have the face to appear in front of others? Especially in the lineage of the Great Elder, would he still have a position?

"You're dreaming!"

Jing Luoying roared and suddenly drew a long sword, his yuan qi bursting as he charged at Jing Yan.

In fact, Jing Luoying was not a fool. He knew that Jing Yan was much stronger than him. If it were up to him, he would not want to fight Jing Yan. But in this situation, if he did not even dare to fight, he would lose all his dignity.

So, he thought he would just go through the motions. After all, everyone knew that Jing Yan was strong, and even if he lost, no one could say anything.

"Looking for death!" Jing Yan's aura condensed.

He did not even draw his sword, just pushed out a palm, carrying a vast amount of yuan qi, and casually sent it out.

Many people were watching the battle between Jing Yan and Jing Luoying. They all saw Jing Yan and Jing Luoying engage in combat.

"What's going on?"

"Jing Yan is too arrogant, isn't he? He doesn't even use his weapon?"

"Moreover, he should be practicing sword techniques. Using sword techniques without a weapon, just with his hands?"

"Too arrogant!"

Some people frowned and shook their heads, discussing the matter.

For martial artists, the power of martial arts was extremely terrifying. Even a low-grade martial art could significantly enhance a martial artist's strength.

Why were Fourth Level martial artists so much stronger than Third Level martial artists?

The difference in realm was just one factor and not the main one. Martial arts were the main factor.

Third Level martial artists almost could not use any martial arts because their yuan qi was insufficient to support the consumption of martial arts. Fourth Level martial artists, however, could use low-grade martial arts.

Fourth Level martial artists could team up to hunt first-level spirit beasts. Third Level martial artists, facing third-level spirit beasts, would almost certainly die, no matter how many there were, unless there were so many that they could exhaust the spirit beast.

"Hmph, a little strength and he becomes arrogant! Young punk."

On the high platform in the square, Great Elder Jing Chunyu coldly snorted.

He did not name anyone, but everyone knew he was talking about Jing Yan.

Jing Tianying glanced at the Great Elder. However, he did not speak. He himself also frowned slightly. In his view, Jing Yan should not be so arrogant. A battle that could be quickly resolved did not need too many tricks. Without using weapons or martial arts, even if Jing Yan could defeat Jing Luoying, he would expend more yuan qi.

This was not advisable!

"Boom!"

On the arena, Jing Luoying, seeing that Jing Yan did not even draw his weapon, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his heart was also burning with excitement.

"Ha ha, what a good opportunity!"

"If I can defeat Jing Yan, then I will..." Jing Luoying's eyes shone, and his thoughts quickly turned.

However, this thought soon completely dissipated in his heart.

He only felt a terrifying force fiercely collide with him. The sword barrier he had formed with martial arts, under this force, crumbled like an egg hitting a stone, without any doubt.

Then, his body was sent flying.

"Ah!" Jing Luoying let out a惨叫, which echoed loudly.

His body was directly thrown out of the arena.

It should be noted that these square arenas were each twenty meters long and wide, quite large.

But Jing Luoying was directly thrown out, and under the gaze of countless people, he fell to the ground like a dead dog.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spewed out.

His entire martial arts meridians were burning with pain. His injuries were clearly very severe.

"I told you before, I'm giving you a chance to leave the arena directly. But you didn't take it," Jing Yan glanced at the distant Jing Luoying and said indifferently.

His goal in one move was to make Jing Luoying unable to continue participating in the family competition. With such injuries, Jing Luoying would have to be treated immediately and then need to rest in bed for some time.

For someone like Jing Luoying, Jing Yan would not show mercy. Moreover, this person was from the Great Elder's lineage.

Jing Yan's gaze returned to the high platform in the square, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became even more radiant.

"Damn!" The Great Elder and Jing Yan's gazes met, and he gritted his teeth and growled. This little brat Jing Yan was provoking him!