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Chapter 1571

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Jiang Yisheng was also quite surprised by Ye Qingtang's good luck, but he knew that the valley elders would not tamper with the Martial Arts Championship at such a crucial time, so he shook his head.

In the sixth round, Ye Qingtang won again. The person she drew was quite strong, but in the previous round, that person had been up against a tough opponent and had turned the world upside down. By the time he entered the arena, he was panting, his face was pale and covered in sweat, and he could not even stand steadily.

On the other hand, Ye Qingtang's opponents in the previous five rounds were all at the bottom. She did not seem to be tired at all, and she was in excellent condition.

With such a huge disparity in strength, that person gritted his teeth and fought to the death with Ye Qingtang. But after a few moves, he collapsed on the arena due to exhaustion.

Ye Qingtang won without any suspense …

"Are you kidding me? Is that even possible? "

"Isn't this fellow's luck a little too good?"

"She entered the top twenty just like that? If it were me, I could do it too. "

In the sixth round, many people had already been eliminated, but they remained to watch the battles. When they saw that Ye Qingtang had actually entered the top twenty with such luck, they immediately started to make a ruckus.

Jiang Yisheng, Jiang Yiran, and the others also entered the top twenty. Next up was the ranking battle between the top twenty.

Jiang Yiran glanced at Ye Qingtang. He still remembered that he had suffered at Ye Qingtang's hands the last time. He secretly rubbed his hands together and thought that if he could meet Ye Qingtang in the next round of the competition, he would definitely get back at her.

This time, Jiang Yiran really got his wish. When Jiang Yiran and Ye Qingtang drew the same lot, Jiang Yiran's smile was wild. He jumped onto the arena and looked at Ye Qingtang provocatively.

"Little girl, we meet again."

Ye Qingtang walked onto the arena and looked at Jiang Yiran, who looked like he was going to beat her to death. She turned her eyes slightly and looked at Jiang Yisheng, who was standing below the arena. "In this selection, can the top twenty participate in the Martial Arts Championship?"

Jiang Yisheng did not know why Ye Qingtang was asking this, but he nodded.

"Yes, you can even go to the top twenty."

"Okay." Ye Qingtang looked away. She ignored Jiang Yiran, who was standing opposite her and rubbing his palms together. She looked directly at Elder Qian and the others.

"I admit defeat."

"…" The cruel smile on Jiang Yiran's face froze.

There was dead silence in the square. Everyone stared at Ye Qingtang, who admitted defeat before the battle even started, with their mouths agape.

"What … What's going on? She hadn't even fought and he was already admitting defeat? What the hell?! "

"She's no match for Jiang Yiran with that little ability of hers. Didn't you see what kind of opponents she faced in the first few rounds? If not for her good luck, she would have been eliminated in the first few rounds."

"Is that even possible? How shameless could she be? He had relied on his luck to get into the top 20, but when he encountered a truly powerful opponent, he immediately surrendered and admitted defeat? Are you kidding me? "

The youths who thought that Ye Qingtang was lucky enough to make it to the last round were completely enraged. They thought that their skills were definitely much higher than Ye Qingtang's, but they were unlucky enough to meet tough opponents and were eliminated in the end.

But how could such a useless guy be so lucky to enter the top 20?

On what basis?!

No matter how much those people mocked and ridiculed her, Ye Qingtang still walked off the arena.

Ye Qingtang felt that it was enough as long as she could participate in the Martial Arts Championship. If she really wanted to fight to the death, it would be in the arena of the Martial Arts Championship. She would not fight to the death here for some groundless ranking.

So from the beginning, Ye Qingtang's goal had been to enter the top 20.

In the arena, Jiang Yiran, who had been prepared to beat Ye Qingtang up, was dumbfounded. He stared at Ye Qingtang's back as she walked off the arena, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"Ye Qingtang, are you afraid? You don't dare to fight me anymore? "Jiang Yiran said angrily. Can't you just let me punch you before admitting defeat?!

Ye Qingtang turned to look at him and said calmly, "Mm."

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