The Martial Arts Championship was imminent. Most of the youths in Taiyuan Valley formed cliques, and Jiang Yisheng was in the same clique as the little monster while the defeated youth was in Jiang Yanyun's clique.
Their abilities were the most outstanding in Taiyuan Valley, and their followers were naturally equally ready to spar.
A month ago, the small monster had left with an elder on a mission and was not in the valley for a while. During that time, Jiang Yisheng's abilities had grown quickly. He wanted to break Jiang Yanyun's momentum before the Martial Arts Championship began.
The moment Jiang Yisheng issued his challenge, a burly youth emerged from the crowd. He had an arrogant air, and his lips were twisted in a disdainful sneer. He cocked his head on one side and looked at Jiang Yisheng, who was filled with self-confidence.
