Rebirth of the Strongest Empress

Chapter 1656: Drawing Lots (3)

Although they were worried, they knew perfectly well that with Ye Qingtangs talent and skills, it would be next to impossible for her to win a round in the Martial Arts Championship.

Jiang Yisheng and the others encouraged Ye Qingtang, then began preparing for their own matches.

Because there were more people participating in the competition this time, they had to compete in batches. Ye Qingtang was in the first round of the last batch. She could still observe other matches in the arena before her own match.

Jiang Yiran was in the first batch that entered the arena. Because Jiang Shaobai had misled him, Jiang Yiran entered the arena with a heavy heart. But when he saw that his opponent was not Jiang Shaobai, his tense expression immediately relaxed.

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Within moments, Jiang Yiran realized that Jiang Shaobai had tricked him and a mottled fury appeared on his face. He immediately vented his anger on his opponent. Their skills were somewhat disparate, and with Jiang Yiran giving it his all, the youth was soon circling the arena blindly and he lost shortly thereafter.

The other youths from the Jiang Family entered the arena one after another. Ye Qingtang had intended to look for Jiang Shaobai to watch her match, but the crowd was surging around her and she did not manage to find Jiang Shaobai. Instead, she watched Jiang Yanyun enter the arena.

As the Jiang Familys most talented and powerful youth, Jiang Yanyuns skills were not to be underestimated. The youth opposing him seemed unable to make a single move before Jiang Yanyuns series of actions sent him flying from the arena.

Elder Qian and the others smiled contentedly at Jiang Yanyuns performance.

But before Elder Qian and the others could finish basking, another thunderous roar sounded from the arena.

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They looked at the arena and saw that a bolt of lightning had sent a youth flying. Qiu Chen stood in the huge arena, surrounded by blue lightning. He was sneering as he observed the crowd with arrogance written all over his face.