Martial Meet Top Ten

Duan Ling Tian’s eyes narrowed.

The reason he wanted to seize the championship in the Clan Martial Meet was exactly for the generous prizes.

Now that Patriarch Li Ao had asked him to admit defeat and even promised to compensate him with the same prize later…

With Li Ao having said this much, no matter what, he should give Li Ao some face.

But.

His opponent was now standing on the combat arena and gazing at him condescendingly. The white-clothed youth that looked at him in contempt really caused him to feel extremely displeased.

He could imagine how complacent the youth would be at the moment he admits defeat.

On the high platform.

Li Ao frowned when he noticed that Duan Ling Tian wasn’t swayed by his offer. He took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind on something.