C25 The Future Head of the Jiang Family
C25 The Future Head of the Jiang Family
The spectators below the stage did not know, but Zhang Tianloong knew, that Jiang Ting's sword qi was extremely tricky, some of it he could not avoid, and could be dissolved.
"Two moves!"
Zhang Tianloong was still able to stand calmly on the spot, and laughed coldly: "Your cultivation is heavily injured!" After another move, he would beat Young Lord of Jiang Family down off the stage!
This time, the corner of Jiang Ting's mouth curled up slightly. He did not use any battle skills, and only used an ordinary palm straight towards Zhang Tianloong.
No one could feel the aura behind Jiang Ting's palm, and many people even thought that Jiang Ting had given up on them. After all, in the next move, he would be flipped over and thrown off the stage!
Zhang Tianloong also did not take this palm of Jiang Ting's seriously at all. With a cold laugh, he casually extended his palm out to receive it!
However, Jiang Ting suddenly activated his own Dragon Transformation skill. The moment his palms came into contact, the Nine Transformation Dragon Arts was like an opened black hole, regardless of whether it was Zhang Tianloong's Qi or his blood energy, they were all sucked in!
Zhang Tianloong still didn't quite understand what Jiang Ting was trying to do. Only when he realized that no matter how much strength he used, it was useless, did he finally realize that something was amiss.
Losing...
Jiang Ting pushed the Nine Transformation Dragon Arts to its limits and fiercely swallowed!
In the blink of an eye, the centipede behind Zhang Tianloong disappeared!
Just as Jiang Ting absorbed the spirit energy and bloodline power from Zhang Tianloong's body, the spirit qi in his dantian started to churn, and even Jiang Ting himself did not expect that, at this time, he would actually break through!
At the moment, Jiang Ting was still fighting with his hands, so he could only use his Nine Transformation Dragon Arts to the best of his ability, allowing the True Divine Spirit Qi to protect his meridians.
But this way, Jiang Ting's strength had actually firmly sucked into Zhang Tianloong's palm!
"Is Jiang Ting trying to fight to the death with him?"
"Who knows what this guy is thinking? Look at him, he fell after just a short while."
"Haha, a waste Young Lord of the Jiang Family. It wasn't easy for her bloodline to awaken. She's courting death like this …"
After a few breaths of time, Jiang Ting's cultivation had steadily stopped at the seventh level of Qi Refining Stage!
Jiang Ting laughed coldly: "My cultivation has hit you, there won't be a problem!"
He poured all the spiritual energy in his body into his arm, and used his arm as a sword, "Bang!"
After that, there was a scream!
Just like Jiang Tianloong's position, it was also near his lower abdomen's Dantian. Jiang Ting's palm ruthlessly smashed onto it!
Jiang Tingze laughed coldly and said on his behalf: "Three moves."
Zhang Tianloong's injuries were much more severe than Jiang Tianloong's, because Zhang Tianloong had acted so wildly in Jiang Family's territory.
This situation was simply too sudden and the Patriarch of Zhang Family, Zhang Fengyi, simply did not expect it.
With a "bang" sound, Zhang Tianloong fiercely smashed into the ground. With Jiang Family by his side, naturally no one else had extended their hands!
"Wow …" Zhang Tianloong suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Fengyi could no longer maintain his modesty and immediately went in front of his son: "Long'er, Long'er, how are you!"
Zhang Tianloong couldn't even speak, he could only frown. Even in his life, he had never suffered such a severe injury!
"You …" Zhang Fengyi stood up immediately, and pointed at Jiang Ting who was on stage, "You actually injured my son seriously?!"
Jiang Ting had actually instantly pushed the power of his bloodline to the extreme. Behind him, the blood-red colored Fire Serpent Bloodline was no longer an illusory shadow, and was already extremely clear.
Although Zhang Fengyi's cultivation was high, he could not completely suppress Jiang Ting!
"Seventh-rank Bloodline!"
"This … how can it be a seventh-grade bloodline!"
"This Young Lord of the Jiang Family, a former trash, actually has a seventh-grade bloodline after his bloodline was awakened?!"
Jiang Ting did not care about the people below the stage, and looked straight at Zhang Fengyi: "If you are standing on the stage, and your skills are inferior to others, then that is naturally the result. If you cannot endure this result, then why did you let Zhang Tianloong go up on the stage?!"
Jiang Ting pursed his lips, raised his finger and pointed at Jiang Tianloong: "Even the disciples of our Jiang Family have been injured, and have not come up to suppress others like you, a senior. Don't tell me you still want to bully a little with your strength?!"
With a single sentence, Zhang Fengyi had no choice but to retract his aura. What Jiang Ting said was right, he had gone unconscious for a moment of anxiousness!
However, Zhang Fengyi had also seen a fact. The person who possessed the seventh bloodline, who had shaken the entire Coiled Dragon City a few days ago, was actually Jiang Ting, which was a little too surprising. He had to go back now and think carefully about how he could deal with Jiang Family in the future!
Zhang Fengyi carried his own son and left the Jiang Family competition grounds without looking back.
Jiang Ting, on the other hand, continued to unceremoniously cut another hole in the ground behind Zhang Fengyi, "Both of us are injured, but looking at the degree of injury, it seems like Jiang Tianloong is still the most suitable name for this name. Go back and change the name of the Zhang Family's Young Lord!"
Zhang Fengyi actually did not pay any attention to him and left this place dejectedly.
Just now, Jiang Ting had raised his cultivation by a level on the stage, and it was already no longer possible to shock the people. What completely shocked the audience, was the quality of his bloodline, they did not believe, that this Jiang Ting actually had a seventh rank bloodline, and was actually the same as his father?!
His father, Jiang Kaifeng, was a seventh ranked bloodline, and at that time, he was known as the hope of the entire Jiang Family!
The eyes of Jiang Qinghee, who was sitting in the Patriarch's seat, were filled with coldness. The thing he wished for the least had happened!
In the Jiang Family competition arena, there were tens of thousands of people, but no one said a word.
Quiet, quiet, extremely quiet!
"Kid, you said you would get someone to carry him out, and that's it. Kid, aren't you being too merciful!" Jiang Qianqiu did not care about all these, and scolded Jiang Ting, "Since you are so merciful, in the future, will you be able to support your Jiang Family?"
"Uncle Jiang, Coiled Dragon City is just a small place. To be born here and to live together is actually an extremely rare fate. Why should I kill him? Moreover, even if I let him go, he would definitely not let me get into trouble. Even if I kill such a small character, I can't put up a show of force. If it's a critical moment, I won't be lenient! "
In the end, it was Jiang Ting who broke the silence: "patriarch, this prize, does it belong to me now?" His voice was light and did not fluctuate.
"Phew …" Many people only managed to catch their breath after hearing Jiang Ting's words, and only then did they remember the thousand Spirit Stone!
Jiang Qinghee didn't say anything and just threw the key over to Jiang Ting!
The silver if it flew in an arc and landed in Jiang Ting's hands, Jiang Ting would put it away immediately.
At this time, someone stood up from the spectator stand. "Young Lord Jiang Ting, I want to ask you a question, is the battle skill that Young Lord used earlier the Yang Refining Palm and Flowing Cloud Sword Arts?!"
Jiang Ting looked at them and realized that they were the oldest people in the clan. The elder in charge of taking care of the battle skills in the Jiang Family was called Jiang Yu, "Elder Jiang Yu, you are right.
"What?" Yang Refining Palm!? " People who came to watch the show were unfamiliar with these two battle skills, but people with Jiang Family were clear about them, especially for the Yang Refining Palm!
This set of Yang Refining Palm was currently the most powerful battle skill out of the preserved Jiang Family. It was viewed by Elder Jiang Yu as a treasure guarding the Jiang Family.
Others only knew about the Yang Refining Palm but not the Flowing Cloud Sword Arts, but Jiang Yu did!
Jiang Yu suddenly tidied up his clothes, bowed politely and greeted Jiang Ting, and said: "Young Lord, you are now the Young Lord, and in the future you will be the master of Jiang Family, others cannot do it!"
"Hua …" Jiang Yu's words caused another uproar.
Why?!
This was the doubt in everyone's heart.
Jiang Qinghee's brows were also knitted tightly as he stared at Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu took out a piece of yellow silk, and with a tremble of the wind, the silk spread out.
"Cough, cough …" Jiang Ting hasn't done anything yet, but Jiang Qianqiu can't take it anymore, "The Jiang Family is really worse than the previous generation, who the hell left this thing here? Such a small battle skill, to be able to become the master of the Jiang Family, it is way too easy!" He immediately cursed out.
Jiang Ting almost fell off his seat as he replied, "Uncle Jiang, when we return to the Jiang Family, you will know that the Jiang Family has not fallen to much anymore. It's not then!"
When the yellow silk cloth appeared in front of everyone, they no longer had any objections and looked at Jiang Ting respectfully. It was not because of the yellow silk cloth, but because of Jiang Ting's actions just now!
Seeing that Jiang Ting had finally obtained the recognition of the Jiang Family people, the happiest ones were Jiang Yang and Jiang Zi. These two people cared the most about Jiang Ting.
Seeing that everyone had admitted to being Young Lord, Jiang Ting's gaze turned to Jiang Qinghee.
Jiang Qinghee looked around at his surroundings, his gaze returning to Jiang Ting's body. Even if he was extremely unwilling, he wouldn't be able to move against Jiang Ting now!
Jiang Ting walked step by step in front of Jiang Qinghee, and said calmly: "patriarch, now, let's return to the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall, I have something to say!"
This time, Jiang Ting was not discussing with Jiang Qinghee, but he was making his decision.
All of the elders followed behind Jiang Ting. Beside Jiang Qinghee, was only Jiang Baihe and a few others who were carrying the heavily injured Jiang Tianloong.
With Jiang Ting's display of strength, he could only follow him back to the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall!
There were many Jiang Family disciples surrounding the outside of the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall, but no one dared to enter. This was the place where Jiang Family worshipped the ancestral tablets, it was a forbidden area.
Only elders from the Jiang Family were allowed to enter. Currently, Jiang Tingze was the first to walk in with large strides, followed by six elders from the Jiang Family.
In the slightly dimmed Jiang Family Ancestral Hall, Jiang Ting first paid his respects to the Jiang Family ancestors a few times, then suddenly turned around. After looking at Jiang Qinghee a few times, his gaze fell onto Jiang Baihe's body, and asked: "Jiang Baihe, did you send Jiang Ping to kill me?!"
Jiang Ting had not mentioned this fact back then, but now, he no longer needed to hold back!