1553: C1553 Minor Disciplinary Action

C1553 Minor Disciplinary Action

Hearing Jiang Ting's words, Shentu's expression did not change. Fang Jie was not as good as Jiang Ting.

After a pause, Shentu left: "Since we have lost, we will act according to the bet."

Watching Shentu's back as he left, Jiang Ting's eyes revealed a hint of fear … It wasn't because he was worried that he wouldn't be able to beat Shentu, but because he was afraid that Shentu would choose to leave and even admit to the bet.

If Shentu was here, Fang Jie would not have to kneel no matter what. After all, Shentu was a Tier 5 alchemist. No matter what Jiang Ting thought, the Dong family would not let Fang Jie kneel!

Fang Jie had been cursing and swearing at the entrance of the Dong Clan. As the tyrant of the small city, the Dong Clan was affected because of Shentu's existence. It was obvious that Shentu, a Divine Alchemist that rarely appeared in the Divine Pill Association, was affected.

But now, Shentu chose to leave and even admitted to the bet …

Jiang Ting was silent for a moment, then slightly shook his head and suppressed his thoughts. Regardless of whether Shentu chose to leave or if he was prepared to cause trouble in the future, he did not care.

If Shentu really did cause trouble … In that case, he would not show any mercy! In terms of pill refinement, he was not afraid of a Tier 5 divine pill master. As a Divine Alchemist, Shentu's fighting strength was not that high. Even three Shentu cultivators together would not be a match for Jiang Ting!

"You admit defeat. Fang Jie, it's time for you to make the bet." Jiang Ting said with a smile.

"Jiang Ting …" Fang Jie stared at Jiang Ting, his heart filled with unwillingness … He knew that there didn't seem to be anyone here, but who knew how many people had probably gathered here to watch the show.

He had always known that back when he was acting arrogantly at the Dong Clan's entrance, he had enjoyed those secret glances because he, Fang Jie, was currently enjoying the limelight. But now … If he really kneeled down, then Fang Jie's face would be completely gone.

Thinking of this, Fang Jie immediately lifted his head. "You've refined the antidote pill?" But so what? Fang Jie hasn't even been refined yet! "

"Then why don't you refine it?" Jiang Ting's expression did not change.

"I'm not in a good mood today, I'll talk about it in a few days!" With a cold snort, Fang Jie turned around and was about to leave. At the same time, he secretly decided that he would stay in the Alchemy Association and not come out. He did not believe that Jiang Ting would dare to cause trouble in the Alchemy Association!

"You want to leave?"

Accompanied by Qingyu, Jiang Ting's calm face suddenly turned cold: "You want to leave after finding trouble with me? Just you, are worthy! "

With a cold snort, Jiang Ting's figure appeared in front of Fang Jie like a ghost.

"What are you trying to do!" Fang Jie looked at Jiang Ting, who suddenly appeared blocking the way, and felt extremely uneasy.

"Of course, I'll make you abide by your bet." Jiang Ting's voice was very, very cold.

Fang Jie only felt that his words were bone-deep cold. Before he could understand what was going on, he suddenly felt his legs go numb as an intense pain assaulted him.

"Ah …" A blood-curdling screech filled the air.

The hearts of the spectators all turned cold … They didn't see how Jiang Ting arrived in front of Fang Jie, but they saw him take out a Longsword filled with cold light and break both of Fang Jie's legs.

"Boom …" Following a muffled bang, Fang Jie, who had lost both his legs, instantly collapsed onto the ground. Afterwards, he was pulled back to the City Lord's Mansion's gate by a surge of divine power.

Because he lost both his legs … He stood there like he couldn't move at all. He was controlled by the divine power.

"Ah …" Fang Jie was still screaming.

As his blood flowed away and the cold ground made contact with the flesh on his waist, he felt an unbearable headache.

Jiang Tingze returned to the City Lord's Mansion as if he didn't do anything: "What are you howling about? "In three days, my God Power will disperse, and then you can get lost. This time, I will only give you a small lesson, and finding trouble with me will not be as simple as it is now!"

With that, Jiang Ting had already disappeared from the door.

Fang Jie was just about to scream out in pain when he suddenly felt an ice-cold divine force seeping into his body through the divine power that Jiang Ting had imprisoned him in. That surge of divine power blocked out his feeling of pain.

He knew whose divine power that was. He had seen it countless times, and also sensed it countless times, because it was his, master's, divine power.

As expected, his master did not give up on him … However, very quickly, Shentu's face stiffened. With his master's strength, since it could penetrate Jiang Ting's godly power, saving him would be as easy as flipping his palm!0

But why not save him? Instead, he wanted to make him lose face here?

"Why?!" The pain Fang Jie felt was blocked by the Dharma Idol, causing him to roar inwardly, and emit a venom that rose up in his mind.

He did not dare to hate Shentu. After all, he understood how terrifying a fifth-grade Divine Alchemist was and he also knew that if the master was not a member of the Divine Pill Association, he would be someone that every clan would have to be careful of.

But Jiang Ting …

The hatred in Fang Jie's eyes became even stronger when he thought about how Jiang Ting remained calm until the end.

"I want you dead! I want you dead! " Roars filled Fang Jie's heart, and the venom in his heart grew stronger.

"… …"

Within the City Lord's Mansion.

Dong Han Hai quickly followed behind Jiang Ting and said, "Brother Jiang, you've brought a lot of trouble to the Dong Clan."

"This is no trouble at all."

After pausing for a while, Jiang Ting smiled. "I've met Shentu before. There is no need to say anything. He is just like a normal alchemist. He is very weak. As for his alchemy skills …"

Jiang Ting thought for a moment before replying, "His soul power is not weak. If nothing unexpected happens, he might not be considered as a very strong alchemist among Grade 5 alchemists, but he is not weak either. He should be about three times stronger than ordinary Grade 5 alchemists and is not a threat to me." Jiang Ting pondered for a moment and said: "His soul power is not weak, if nothing goes wrong, then among Grade 5 alchemists, his alchemy skills may not be very strong, but as long as Shen Tu is not a fool, he would not dare to find trouble with me."

"I hope so." At this moment, other than a wry smile or a wry smile, things had already become a foregone conclusion. There was no way to change it, so this was the only way.

… …

Seven days later, in a garden in the depths of the Alchemy Association.

Shentu quietly sat in the pavilion while Fang Jie stood outside the pavilion with a pale expression.

He was indeed standing … Although his legs had been chopped off by Jiang Ting's sword, he was, after all, a Level 3 God and a Rank 5 Alchemist like master. It was as easy as flipping his palm to recover his legs.

Shen Tu looked at Fang Jie and sighed. "You still haven't walked out of the shadow of those three days. Do you want to take revenge on him?"

Fang Jie stood there silently.

When Shentu saw this, his brows slightly creased … He didn't know if it was good or bad.

In truth, he had not left for the past three days. If he had, he would not have used his divine power to help Shentu Yu block the pain.

And because of those three days … Fang Jie's character had already undergone a tremendous change. Although he looked no different from before, Shentu could tell that all of Fang Jie's silkpants personality had long since disappeared.

What replaced it was gloom and shrewdness!

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