C20

"Wait a minute, your condition is to break my legs, I haven't mentioned my condition yet." Ling Yan said with a faint smile.

"Heh heh, heh heh, heh heh …" Everyone, did you hear that? This brat still wants to give a conditions, he thinks a useless cripple like him can defeat me, do you guys think that it's funny?! " Wang Ba rolled his eyes and burst out laughing.

All of the lackeys nearby burst out in laughter, looking at Ling Yan as if they were looking at an idiot. This kid, his brain must be playing tricks on him.

"Brother Ba, how about you take a break and let your little brother properly teach this brat in your place?"

"It's better if I do it myself. I've learned a new move, Thousand Killing Strikes. It just so happens that I can use this kid as a test subject."

"Hahaha, you're really bad when you're riding a horse, haha …"

A few of his lackeys were casually fighting to educate Ling Yan, as if Ling Yan was already in their hands.

"When the time comes, all of you can come together with Wang Ba." With a smile on his face, Ling Yan softly uttered a few words.

Such a condescending attitude instantly caused a commotion among the crowd!

"Brat, what did you say!" One of the brothers who was at the peak of Mortal Stage 1 glared viciously at Ling Yan and was about to charge forward.

"Alright." Wang Ba spoke, causing everyone to become much quieter. He looked at Ling Yan and mocked, "Your cultivation is gone, but your tone has risen by quite a bit. Your elder would like to hear what conditions you have!"

"To be honest, I feel like you're quite rich." Ling Yan calmly smiled and extended a finger. "Well, that's the number."

"Nonsense, how could a country bumpkin like you be able to imagine that I have such a fortune? One hundred silver liangs, right? My appetite is not small, no problem. Alright, alright, hurry up and wash your neck and die!"

"This is a completely brutal battle, and it's a good opportunity to show off Big Brother Ba's deep wealth to others. What, with your family background, you can only pay a hundred silver taels?" Ling Yan's face was full of surprise, and pretended to be disappointed as he shook his head.

He felt that he had been underestimated by this bumpkin, and immediately felt that he himself was a little petty. What he said was right, this was a completely crushed battle, and was extremely suitable for posturing. This brat was quite smart, and even helped me take note of it.

"A thousand taels of silver." Ling Yan said with a smile.

Although Wang Ba was the third young master of the Wang family, his resources were all linked to his talent and strength. For a popinjay like Wang Ba, the amount of resources he could obtain would probably be limited. He was about the same as an average son of a rich family.

"One thousand taels!"

Sure enough, Wang Ba's breathing became sluggish, and his expression became a little unnatural.

"What's wrong, Brother Ba? How about a bit less?" Ling Yan looked at Wang Ba with an 'understanding' as he inquired.

"Brother Ba is so generous!" Ling Yan flattered him, then suddenly sneered, "Then let's do it at the circular plaza outside the Crimson Nimbus Guild. It'll be lively with more people!"

In an instant, he felt as if he had been tricked by this brat. From beginning to end, he had always been led along by Ling Yan, from his opening words, to his provocation, provocation, and finally, to his flattery.

The goal was to make him accept the challenge of the Martial Arts Contract and embarrass himself on the circular plaza at the Crimson Nimbus Martial School. After all, he was a member of the Wang family of a super family, and yet he had fallen to bullying a person without cultivation to fight for the Martial Arts Contract.

If his father found out, even if he didn't die, he would at least shed a layer of skin!

He had completely humiliated the aristocratic families!

Thinking of this, Wang Ba's face turned gloomy. He had been toyed with like a monkey by a good-for-nothing who had lost his cultivation. How outrageous!