Chapter Fifty-Seven: Luck

  As soon as Jiang Zhan Yun's voice fell, the crowd on the martial arts arena suddenly dispersed, and every eye was filled with a cautious color. Many people were in groups of five or six, obviously pre-arranged, after all, if it was a melee, small groups would have an advantage.

  Jiang Hao simply stood in the corner, silent and unmoving, his eyes coldly watching the actions of others.

  The calm only lasted for a short time, and the fierce surge of battle aura that burst out on the martial stage also startled Jiang Hao. Although the battle aura of a single five-star warrior was not worth mentioning in Jiang Hao's eyes, the simultaneous release of battle aura by over a hundred people was still quite impactful.

  "Ah! Grandma's, who kicked me down!" A dark-faced young man yelled, his buttocks had already been kicked several times, and he was instantly kicked out of the field, looking at the crowd on the stage with red eyes.

  "Jiang Mu, leave the field!" Jiang Zhan Tian, standing at the edge of the field, raised his eyes slightly and said calmly.

  In the arena, those who were attacked first were all alone. These people were either extremely arrogant or had very poor relationships with others, and they were naturally the first to be targeted. This black-faced youth was originally a troublemaker, few people interacted with him, and he was naturally the first to be kicked down. In vain, he had the strength of a six-star warrior, but once he fell to the ground, it was considered a failure.

  Of course, the same situation continues to happen.

  "Jiang Chao, offside."

  "River Moon, exit the stage."

  "Jiang Manqi, out of bounds."

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  In just a short period of time, one youth after another was ruthlessly kicked down, not a single one being good at socializing. Even an eight-star warrior was heavily beaten by seven or eight people surrounding him. Jiang Huan recognized that the person was actually the eldest son of a senior elder in the Jiang family, Jiang Hailin, who had exceptional talent since childhood but was notorious among the younger generation of the Jiang family for his arrogant and overbearing personality.

  "Jiang Hai Lin, out of bounds!"

  Jiang Zhantian glanced at Jiang Hailin, shook his head slightly and said in a low voice.

  At this time, the situation on the scene has become clear, and each group is keeping a distance from each other, apparently with mutual distrust.

  Jiang Hao stood in the corner, watching the chaotic fight on the field, and was also enjoying his leisure time. He had his hands behind his back and even narrowed his eyes slightly.

  Whoosh!

  Just as Jiang Huan closed his eyes, several feet carrying a fierce aura swooped in, aiming straight for the vital parts of Jiang Huan's body.

  "Hmmph!"

  Jiang Hao sneered and his figure had already moved away, in an instant he was already behind a team, his right foot lightly kicked forward three times, leaving behind a faint afterimage.

  "Ah yo!"

  At the same time, three people were kicked down by Jiang Hao, and they landed at the same time. However, fortunately for them, it seemed like they were sent down gently, all of them landing steadily on both feet.

  "Jiang Miao, Jiang Yong, Jiang Xiuchan, leave the court."

  Jiang Zhan Tian glanced at Jiang Heng, who was wearing a green robe, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. A mysterious glint flashed in the corner of his eye, and his calm voice declared the failure of these three people.

  Jiang Hao's move directly stunned the remaining teams, and the crowd that was originally preparing to rush up stopped in their tracks. They looked at the three people who were kicked down with a face full of surprise. Jiang Yong and Jiang Miao didn't need to be mentioned, but as a four-star warrior, Jiang Xiuchan was extremely famous among the younger generation of the Jiang family.

  Jiang Xiuhan was only eight years old this year and had already reached the peak of the Eight-Star Warrior rank, even being considered a genius who might be promoted to Martial Master before the age of ten, but unexpectedly got kicked down by Jiang Heng.

  "Wow, Jiang Hao's kick was so weird, I didn't even see it clearly."

  "Yes, he can't cultivate battle energy, right? When did he become so powerful that even Jiang Xiuhuan was kicked down, is it just luck?"

  The scene in front of them left the crowd below utterly astonished, and this sudden contrast was really unbearable.

  "Big Brother!" Jiang Kui saw this scene and hastily turned around to look at that white-clothed youth.

  "Hmm, you're quite skilled, but still a bit off." The white-clothed youth's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly not as relaxed as his tone suggested.

  The people on the scene fell silent for a moment, and then a big fight broke out between the teams. Jiang Huan was directly left aside, apparently the previous scene made everyone dare not to take risks.

  The battle was intense, with waves of attacks rising and falling, and the sound of clashing skills filled the air. Several teams had already clashed, their eyes blazing with determination, and the situation had become a stalemate. However, occasionally someone would still be knocked down, and among the teams, whoever had the most people naturally held the advantage. The white-clothed youth from earlier was surrounded by a large group of people, numbering in the dozens.

  "It's time!"

  That incense stick has burned out at this moment, and there are only nineteen people left on the field. The rest have all been blown off the field, but none of them were injured.

  The next moment, Jiang Zhan Yun's figure reappeared on the martial arts arena, scanning the remaining people on the scene with a glance, nodding slightly and saying, "The free-for-all is over, let's begin the second round of one-on-one matches!"

  "As there were 19 people entering the second round, they were divided into nine groups. With one person left over, the group results were decided by drawing lots: No. 1 vs. No. 18, No. 2 vs. No. 17, and so on."

  After that, Jiang Zhan Yun took out an iron box with a hole on it. Everyone took turns to take out a numbered ball from the box. Jiang Hao didn't rush and waited until everyone had taken their balls before slowly walking up to take his number.

  "Damn it, number 19." Jiang Huan looked at the number in his hand and was speechless. This was simply a stroke of bad luck, and he had actually been eliminated.

  "Report your numbers one by one." Jiang Zhanyun still had an indifferent expression.

  It was soon Jiang Hao's turn, "Nineteenth." Jiang Hao raised the sphere with some helplessness.

  "This guy actually got a bye, what luck!" The young man in white clothes chuckled.

  "Hmph, lucky for him." Jiang Kui's face was also filled with discontent.

  "Number one, number eighteen on the court!"

  "Come on, come on!" Two crisp voices came, surprisingly both were girls. The two jumped onto the stage, bowed to each other, and began fighting at once. You one palm, I one fist, both sides' strength was evenly matched, lasting for a good half an hour. One girl was finally knocked down by a slap due to exhaustion, and the next pair followed suit.

  As for the battles between these warriors, Jiang Heng had no interest whatsoever and simply stood at the edge of the arena with his eyes closed, cultivating his spirit. This round was originally unrelated to him anyway.

  After several hours, the nine groups had already distinguished between victory and defeat. Now, the team that originally had more than 100 people only had ten people left.

  "After a half-hour break, the second round of competition will continue. The draw will decide!" Jiang Zhan Yun glanced at the ten people on the field and nodded slightly. This group should be considered the best among the younger generation of the Jiang family."

  Half an hour later, everyone drew lots again. Jiang Heng drew No. 1, and his opponent was the weakest among the remaining ten people, who somehow hadn't been kicked out earlier.

  "Good grief, this guy's luck is just too good! First round bye, and then in the second round he picks a soft touch. It's just not right!"

  "Yeah, but it's been a long time since I saw him, have you noticed that he's gotten more handsome?"

  "Hey, you flower idiot, don't forget he used to be a waste of space."

  After the second round of lottery draw ended, everyone in the field couldn't help but talk about Jiang Hao's luck. To be honest, even Jiang Hao himself felt a bit guilty.

  "Number one, number ten, start!"

  Bang! A youth, several times fatter than Jiang Qi, jumped directly onto the stage from below, causing the entire martial arts arena to shake. It was only now that Jiang Heng understood why this guy hadn't been kicked off the stage. Although he had the strength of a six-star warrior, judging by his appearance, he should be extremely skilled in power defense techniques. Jiang Heng slowly and leisurely walked up, standing still in front of the fat youth.

  "In Nijiang Niu, I've seen Third Young Master." The fatty was quite honest and straightforward, when he saw Jiang Huan come on stage, he first paid his respects.

  "Hehe, just call me Jiang Hao." Jiang Hao had already taken a liking to this little fatty without even lifting a hand.

  "Third Master, I'm thick-skinned and tough, you'd better be careful." Jiang Niu scratched his round head and said foolishly.

  Jiang Hao nodded slightly and beckoned with his hand, indicating that Jiang Niu should make the first move.

  Bang!

  The river cow leaped high, its fat body surprisingly showing no sluggishness. In mid-air, the river cow's battle aura suddenly burst forth, only to be quickly retracted. Countless thick and long earth thorns grew out from its body, making it look like a hedgehog that had fallen into a muddy pit from afar.

  "Be careful, young master."

  Jiang Niu let out a low growl and his massive body suddenly spun around, like a giant top, whizzing towards Jiang Huan with a whoosh.

  Jiang Hao looked calmly at Jiang Niu as he released his battle technique, slowly extending his right hand and lightly tapping the earthen ball.

  Whoosh!

  That huge clod of earth was like a deflated balloon, suddenly popping open, Jiang Niu's seemingly ferocious full-strength blow was actually blocked by Jiang Huan with just one hand, and from start to finish, Jiang Huan didn't use the slightest bit of battle energy, which means that Jiang Huan relied solely on his physical strength.

  Bang!

  The earthball that had burst open slammed heavily onto the martial arena, and the solid ground was actually smashed with several cracks. Jiang Niu's figure gradually appeared in the rising dust.

  Jiang Niu Meng jumped up, rubbing his buttocks vigorously, looking at Jiang Hao with a gloomy face. Jiang Hao's strike was just right, landing precisely on Jiang Niu's buttocks. Although Jiang Hao didn't use his full strength, his abnormal physique was still unmatched by even second-tier magical beasts, so Jiang Niu naturally suffered a bit of a loss.

  "Third Master, I concede!" Jiang Niu rubbed his buttocks fiercely and conceded defeat, then jumped straight off the martial arts arena.

  "River Cow, leave the field, next group!"

  Jiang Hao's move shocked the entire audience again, and the people present were also taken aback. Jiang Niu's full-strength blow was something that even an eight-star warrior wouldn't dare to catch with their bare hands. Everyone looked at Jiang Yuan, only to see his expression remain calm and unruffled, without a hint of joy due to Jiang Hao's performance. The several elderly men in the back also just glanced over briefly before falling silent once again.