Chapter 1567
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The moment he retreated, the pressure enveloping Jiang Yiran disappeared without a trace. Ye Qingtang also stopped moving.
"…" Jiang Yiran was stunned.
The worried Jiang Yisheng and the others were also dumbfounded.
What was going on?
Jiang Yiran had actually retreated?
In their eyes, Ye Qingtang had only casually pointed with her finger, and her speed had been extremely slow.
No one had expected that Jiang Yiran would suddenly retreat at the sight of this finger.
"I won," Ye Qingtang said as she looked at the stunned Jiang Yiran.
Jiang Yiran came to his senses and looked at Ye Qingtang in astonishment.
Jiang Yisheng and the others were also dumbfounded. They had no idea what was going on.
Had Jiang Yiran gone easy on her?
Jiang Yiran blinked. Only then did he realize that he had lost …
Jiang Yiran's handsome face immediately paled. He saw that Jiang Yisheng and the others, who had lost to him before, were now looking at him in surprise. Jiang Yiran immediately calmed himself down and pretended to smile arrogantly.
"You're pretty lucky. I've been cultivating my cultivation technique for the past few days. Previously, the elder told me not to spar with anyone. My previous battle with Jiang Yisheng had already broken the elder's rules. Now that I've thought about it, I finally remembered."
Jiang Yiran would never admit that he had really been forced back by the pressure of Ye Qingtang's finger technique.
He casually made up an excuse and pretended to be generous. "Seeing that you've just entered the valley, I don't want to be known as a bully. Fortunately, I'll let you off this time. I'll waive your allowance."
Jiang Yiran's excuse seemed abrupt, but to Jiang Yisheng and the others, it sounded reasonable.
That was right.
How could Ye Qingtang have really defeated Jiang Yiran? So Jiang Yiran was worried about the Elder's instructions.
After all, in the eyes of Jiang Yisheng and the others, the difference in strength between Ye Qingtang and Jiang Yiran was like a chasm. It would be strange if she had won.
"Not just me, but all of us," Ye Qingtang suddenly said as she looked at Jiang Yiran, who was pretending to be calm.
Jiang Yiran was slightly taken aback. Only then did he remember that he had boasted earlier. His face instantly darkened.
Who knew that this little girl's finger technique would be so strange. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have competed with her.
But the words had already been said. Jiang Yiran could not possibly swallow them back. He could only suppress his frustration and smile. "Of course."
As he spoke, Jiang Yiran resisted the urge to vomit blood as he returned the supplies he had just received to Jiang Yisheng and the others. At that moment, he was extremely glad that his companions had left with Jiang Yanyun. Otherwise, if they had seen this, he would have been utterly humiliated.
After hurriedly returning the supplies, Jiang Yiran did not want to stay a moment longer and immediately left.
Jiang Yisheng and the others, who had thought that they would have to bleed today, were all smiles when they saw that they had regained the supplies they had lost. They, who had looked down on Ye Qingtang, were now full of smiles.
"Qingtang, thank you for today."
Regardless of whether Ye Qingtang had won because of luck, they were grateful that she had helped them win back their supplies.
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