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

"The way of Heaven benefits without harming; I wish you all great success in your military endeavors!"

"The competition begins!"

With the referees exchanging punches and slaps, the first match of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony semi-finals finally began!

"This is boring, hurry up and fight. I'm waiting to see the Bare-Legged War God beat Zhang Lingyu up."

"Don't say that. This seems like a civil war that can be waged by anyone. Maybe there will be some surprises?"

"Hey! You're right, that's quite possible. Anyone who makes it to the semifinals must have some skills!"

"I've seen Feng Baobao's matches; she plays incredibly aggressively. This is bound to be a thrilling battle!"

"..."

While the audience in the stands were discussing amongst themselves, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao began their own Oscar-worthy performance.

Under the expectant gaze of countless viewers, the two delivered the most clumsy performance imaginable...

"Sister Bao'er, I'm going!"

Golden light slowly emanated from Zhang Chulan's body, indicating he was ready to make his move at any moment.

Feng Baobao nodded, indicating that she would also show her true strength. Then, a layer of Qi emanated from her body, and she began to perform a lifelike acting performance that could win her an Oscar.

"Feng Baobao, prepare to die!"

"Zhang Chulan~ I'm going to kill you!"

The two shouted fierce lines as they rushed towards each other at lightning speed. Zhang Chulan's swift fist, wreathed in golden light, landed softly on Feng Baobao's face.

Someone who didn't know better might think they were getting a massage.

The latter was caught off guard by the punch and didn't know what to do. He could only awkwardly scratch his face.

Seeing that the other party was still standing, Zhang Chulan mentally cursed, "This is your incredibly realistic acting? Realistic my ass!"

My grandma acted better than you!

"Hurry up and pour it, Bao'er."

Seeing that the other person still hadn't fallen, Zhang Chulan pursed his lips and whispered a reminder to the other person to fall down quickly, otherwise they would cause public outrage!

"Oh."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's reminder, Feng Baobao belatedly realized what was happening. Then, with extremely exaggerated and flamboyant movements, she flew away into the distance, shouting as she flew, "Zhang Chulan is so powerful! I'm no match for him! I'm going to die..."

After falling to the ground, he didn't forget to reach out and scratch his butt.

"..."

"..."

"Exaggerated!"

"That's too extravagant!"

"I can't believe that in the 21st century I'm still seeing such a terrible performance!"

"Can anyone tell me what she meant by scratching his butt at the end? Did she look down on us?"

"What are you thinking? You're looking down on us!"

Witnessing Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao fight with their own eyes, the audience in the stands felt as if their eyes had been polluted, as if a million curses were stampeding through their minds...

They even wondered if they were still asleep.

This is the semi-final of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and they still have to see this kind of 5-cent acting.

"Damn it, if you're going to act, at least be serious!"

"No! I can't take it anymore! Don't stop me, I'm going to kill these two guys today!"

"Zhang Chulan! You shameless bastard!"

Not only the audience couldn't stand it, but even the referees from the Celestial Master's Mansion present were speechless. If you're going to fix a match, at least be a little more professional, you bastard!

"Zhang Chulan vs. Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan wins!"

"Sister Bao'er, stop pretending to be dead, run!"

Seeing the excited crowd in the stands, Zhang Chulan called out "Feng Baobao" and ran straight off the field.

Upon hearing Zhang Chulan call her name, Feng Baobao, seeing the furious audience, quickly ran away, muttering as she ran, "These people are so fierce! They saw through my incredibly realistic acting!"

"Realistic my ass! Just shut up, old man! I've never seen such exaggerated acting!"

Even as Zhang Chulan made his escape, he couldn't resist criticizing Feng Baobao's astonishingly bad acting skills...

-

"The second match is between Jiang Bailan and Zhang Lingyu. Please come to the stage immediately!"

"Here it comes, here it comes, it's finally time for the Bare-Legged Warrior to take the stage!"

"Finally, we can see a truly exhilarating battle!"

"How long do you think Zhang Lingyu can hold out before he gets blown away?"

"Which aspect are you talking about?"

"Hey! It's the competition, of course! What are you thinking about!"

As the second match began, everyone forgot about Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao's poor performance and focused intently on the arena below.

Although they knew Jiang Bailan would definitely win, they still wanted to see what tricks he would use this time.

Will we see a scenario where the younger generation is attacked first, followed by the older one, resulting in another passionate clash with the Old Celestial Master?

Just as everyone was pondering, Zhang Lingyu, dressed in flowing white robes, emerged from the passageway.

Facing the bright sunshine shining on me...

Zhang Lingyu felt no warmth at all, only a profound sense of disorientation.

A gentle breeze swept by, and her full head of silver hair danced with the falling leaves, making the cinnabar dot between her brows stand out even more.

“Jiang Bailan…”

A sigh brought Zhang Lingyu's thoughts back to Tianjin a year ago, to the memory of her first encounter with the other person.

Inside and outside the guard booth with its fence gate...

The two exchanged a smile and a glance, thus beginning an unbreakable bond.

All the past events resurfaced one by one.

Past causes, present results.

It's time to understand everything...

Zhang Lingyu thought that when this day came, he would be afraid and hesitate, but when the day actually arrived, he felt incredibly relaxed...

Perhaps knowing from the start that he was no match for Jiang Bailan, Zhang Lingyu became even more open and honest.

Since the outcome was already predetermined, let's face it with equanimity.

"Jiang Bailan, enter the arena immediately!"

Upon discovering that Jiang Bailan had not yet arrived, the referee called out to the audience several times, but unfortunately, no one answered.

Zhang Lingyu: "Damn it, I was so serious, and you stood me up!"

Audience: "Holy crap! Seriously, bro, you're doing it again!"

Xu Si: "It's over, Xiao Jiang is holding back a big move!"

Board of Directors: "What is Jiang Bailan trying to do? Wasn't she supposed to let us watch the game?"

"Is Jiang Bailan here? If you hear this, please enter immediately!"

The referee called out a few more times, but still no one answered.

-

North China, Tianjin.

Inside the rental house.

Jiang Bailan took a shower, shaved, and took out an orange-yellow striped suit from the wardrobe next to the bed.

After changing into the new outfit and straightening the purple tie at her chest, Jiang Bailan looked in the mirror and found that the outfit surprisingly suited her.

"The kini is so beautiful!"

The phone rang, and Jiang Bailan answered it. Xu Si's voice came through the phone.

"Xiao Jiang, where are you? The competition has already started!"

"Okay, I'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Bailan opened the window, and her entire body transformed into countless particles of light, each one flying towards the azure sky.

100 meters!

1000 meters!

10000 meters!

……

The dazzling light continued to climb upwards, reaching the top of the world. That brilliant beam of light, like a shooting star with a golden tail, flew towards Longhu Mountain, more than a thousand kilometers away...