One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

"Please welcome contestants Jiang Bailan and Wang Bing to the stage!"

"Go, Lan Ge!"

On the stands, Zhang Chulan looked at the dazzling Jiang Bailan and felt an indescribable joy in his heart. Participating in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony with her was the most comfortable period of his life so far.

Jiang Bailan, shining like a star in the night sky, completely overshadowed the brilliance of the original protagonist of the competition.

But Zhang Chulan wasn't angry; in fact, he enjoyed this state. Hiding in the shadows was the life he had always longed for. If he could, he hoped to stay by this man's side forever...

Jiang Bailan thought Zhang Chulan was ugly—so he shouldn't have such high hopes!

He only had one sentence: Get lost!

How far away is it? Go as far away as you can die, preferably pack your bags and go abroad.

Jiang Bailan said that it would be best if they never met Zhang Chulan, this walking troublemaker. "You go your way on the main road, and I'll go my way on the secluded path."

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of the eldest brother, look at the number of fans..."

In another corner of the stands, Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan, siblings still wrapped in bandages, also arrived. Behind them, Feng Zhenghao stared intently at the field below with a serious expression.

To be precise, it was looking at Jiang Bailan in the center of the arena...

He spoke with Wang Ai, another member of the Ten Elders, yesterday, but the truth he learned was far beyond his expectations...

"Xingtong, you should be resting in the hospital room while your injuries haven't healed. Why did you come here..."

"Father, my injuries are healed, and how could I miss the sight of my brother-in-law avenging me?"

Feng Xingtong said that even if all four of his limbs were broken and he was crawling like a caterpillar, he would still crawl to watch the game. He wanted to see with his own eyes how Jiang Bailan would beat Wang Bing!

"Are you so sure Jiang Bailan will beat up Wang Bing?"

Feng Xingtong fell silent. He didn't speak, but looked at his older sister beside him, thinking to himself, "I've already paid for this..."

Wang Bing's leg will break today, whether he tries to cut it or not!

Even if it's disconnected prematurely, we have to reconnect it and then disconnect it again!

At this moment, Wang Ai, the grandfather who doted on Wang Bing the most, looked at the arena below with a blank expression. His smiling face gave people a cold feeling.

"Old Wang, are you confident about your great-grandson? You know, that kid is a bit strange..." Lu Ci stared at Jiang Bailan below, recalling the other's bizarre abilities and asked.

Hearing his old friend's question, Wang Ai, who resembled Maitreya Buddha, narrowed his eyes and calmly replied, "Old Lü, you're too cautious. It seems you've forgotten who we are..."

"What good is it if a lowly employee with no connections and barely able to take care of himself has some ability? No matter how strong he is, can he stand up to the behemoth that is the company?"

"This brat dared to harm a single hair on my grandson's head today, I'll teach him... what it means to regret his actions!"

"Can't even protect themselves?"

Both were seasoned veterans, and Lü Ci immediately grasped the unusual aspect of the other party's words.

However, Wang Ai did not explain. Instead, he looked down at Jiang Bailan, wanting to see what the other party would choose. Just now, he had sent someone to deliver a message.

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at the same time.

Jiang Bailan, standing in the center of the arena, looked extremely unwell.

Inside the tunnel leading to the arena, Wang Bing, who was originally excitedly preparing to break one of his legs, was stopped by a man in a black suit...

He rattled off a whole bunch of nonsense...

The implication is simply that they are using the company to threaten Jiang Bailan, hoping he'll realize the situation...

Can Jiang Bailan tolerate this?

Uncle can tolerate it, but Aunt can't!

Auntie can tolerate it, but Old Wang next door can't!

Not only did they report him to the company, they even dared to threaten him. This is the second person besides Xu Si to threaten a lowly, unproductive employee like him. Wang Ai, you old geezer, don't you have any conscience?!

Jiang Bailan is furious!

Anger makes people lose their rationality!

People without lychees will do some crazy things, so Jiang Bailan decided to give Wang Bing an unforgettable experience that would make him regret his mother's decision to give birth to him!

If there's nothing to play, then don't play anything!

Even if Jesus came, he couldn't save the king today!

I said!

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Jiang Bailan stopped in her tracks.

Unlike previous matches, this time he didn't take a shot directly, but stood still without moving.

"What's wrong with the Bare-Leged God of War?"

"I don't know! Why did he stop? Where are his bare legs?"

"Could it be that they are afraid of Wang Bing's identity and dare not make a move?"

"Heh! Do you even believe that yourself?"

"..."

Seeing Jiang Bailan make no move, the audience in the stands began to whisper among themselves, discussing his unusual actions.

"Fourth Brother, what's wrong with Brother Lan?"

"My goodness! What did Wang Bing do to offend Xiao Jiang? That kid's in for a world of trouble!"

Seeing Jiang Bailan's gloomy face, Xu Si seemed to recall the famous scene of "Lanzi burying Si"—this guy was going to kill her!

"Sis, why hasn't your husband made a move yet?"

Feng Xingtong looked at the motionless Jiang Bailan, then turned to look at her older sister with a blank expression.

Feng Shayan shook her head. This was the first time she had seen Jiang Bailan with this expression. She had a feeling that the money spent this time was well worth it.

"Hehe! Young people are young people after all. Look, Lao Lü, this kid is too scared to move." Wang Ai, looking confident, said to Lü Ci beside him with a smile.

The old celestial master and his companions remained silent, their eyes fixed intently on the scene below.

"Jiang Bailan, face reality. Strength alone is useless. Some people are born noble, and I, Wang Bing, am one of them!"

"Whether it's you or that little bastard Feng Xingtong, no one who offends me will have a good end!"

"Of course, if you kneel down before me now, I might consider letting bygones be bygones!"

Upon discovering that the other party had stopped, Wang Bing assumed that Jiang Bailan was afraid, and displayed his arrogant personality to the fullest.

"You talk too much nonsense... Is it possible that I'm actually gathering my strength?"

"what?"

"It moved! It moved! The Bare-Legged Warrior God moved!"

"Wow, that's fast! It's even faster than when I'm masturbating!"

"Oh my god! At that speed, it would be so exhilarating to crash into a wall!"

"No buddy, are you serious?"

A burst of golden light flashed, and before Wang Bing could even see the changes before his eyes, before his shocked pupils had shrunk, Jiang Bailan and his glowing knees were already in front of him.

Have you ever been kicked by light?

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Wang Bing's nose collapsed completely. This was followed by a heart-wrenching scream, and like a kite with a broken string, he flew straight toward the distant wall.

Do you think this is over?

Jiang Bailan said the real show has only just begun.

At that moment, Xu Si had only one thought in his mind: to thank Brother Bai Lan for sparing his life...