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

"It's pretty good. The design is beautiful and innovative, the colors are well-matched, and it feels comfortable to hold in the palm of your hand. It's a rare and wonderful tool."

Ma Xianhong asked Jiang Bailan to evaluate his magic weapons, but the problem was that Jiang Bailan, who didn't even know anything about weapon crafting, couldn't possibly tell anything. He could only give a token compliment based on the appearance of the two items.

However, that last sentence is true.

The feeling of holding the Sun-Shooting Pestle was just like when Jiang Bailan held the spear that morning; the sensation was incredibly familiar.

Judging from Old Ma's innocent eyes, he probably unconsciously applied his daily life to weapon crafting, which is how he created these two top-quality magic treasures.

“That’s right, these two magical treasures are my painstaking creations. Although their appearance is quite good, their effects are even more first-rate. I wonder if Brother Lan would be willing to try them out with me?”

In order to get Jiang Bailan to accompany him in testing the magic weapon, and also to teach the other party a lesson, Ma Xianhong was even willing to call himself his underling, just hoping that the guy in front of him would do him the honor.

"Hey! I thought it was something important! Turns out you just want me to test your magic weapon! Old Ma, your map of Yan is a bit too long..."

Faced with Ma Xianhong's request, Jiang Bailan immediately understood the other party's ulterior motives.

What kind of testing tool is this? It's just to teach him a lesson and, incidentally, settle scores from before!

Jiang Bailan commented that Lao Ma is really petty.

However, he did not intend to refuse. Since they had come to Biyou Village as guests, he would give them some face.

His gaze fell upon the uniquely shaped stove behind the tightly closed door.

That must be the body-cultivating furnace...

"Okay! I'll give it a try for you! Is it right here?" Jiang Bailan asked, looking at the empty space.

Having received Jiang Bailan's consent, Ma Xianhong ignored her teasing and immediately nodded, saying, "This is my weapon-refining courtyard; outsiders generally don't come here."

After saying that, he walked to a distance and said, "Jiang Bailan, we can begin."

"Okay, then I'll begin!"

With a thought, he controlled the power of the Glint-Glint Fruit as much as possible, and a beam of laser light as thick as an arm was generated above his head and then shot straight into the distance.

Although Jiang Bailan intended to reduce the power, the laser beam was still incredibly fast, appearing in front of Ma Xianhong in just a few breaths.

However, Ma Xianhong was not flustered at all in the face of Jiang Bailan's attack. In his opinion, although the speed of this laser beam was fast, it was far from reaching the speed of the previous light rain.

"The Heaven-Slaying Mirror!"

With a low shout, Ma Xianhong held the round mirror in front of him, and then poured a large amount of Qi into it. Thin, golden ripples spread out, forming a golden barrier.

Jiang Bailan's laser beam struck the surface, only creating ripples.

Ok?

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Ma Xianhong was quite pleased with himself. This was a magical artifact he had specially created to deal with Jiang Bailan's superpower.

"Jiang Bailan, what do you think of my magic weapon?"

"Something."

Jiang Bailan nodded in agreement. He could feel an invisible force absorbing his laser beam as it struck the golden barrier, thus reinforcing it.

It must be said that Ma Xianhong is truly a genius.

Compared to the other eight masters of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques like Zhang Chulan, the Divine Hundred Refinements technique was not wasted in his hands.

The only pity is that he is too honest.

Honesty is not a bad thing, but if you can't distinguish between good and bad, boundless honesty becomes a big problem.

Just like this Biyou Village, besides Zhao Guizhen, there are quite a few villains.

Just as Jiang Bailan was pondering, Ma Xianhong seemed to think that this was too unchallenging, so he said, "Jiang Bailan, don't be shy. My Heaven-Slaying Mirror has a self-repairing function. Use your full strength!"

Jiang Bailan: "..."

I'm giving you a break, and you take it too far.

Use all your strength?

Jiang Bailan could sense that the Heaven-Slaying Mirror in front of him did indeed have a self-repair function, but the problem was that such things usually had an upper limit, otherwise wouldn't Ma Xianhong be invincible?

Thinking this through, Jiang Bailan closed his eyes and opened them again. As the golden light in his eyes gradually increased, the power of the laser beam shot from above his head also grew stronger, gradually exceeding the destructive power of a single light bullet from the Eight-Foot Jade Ornament.

As Jiang Bailan's laser power grew stronger and stronger...

Ma Xianhong's Heaven-Splitting Mirror began to fluctuate violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.

However, looking at the scene before him, Ma Xianhong nodded in satisfaction, because he could feel the power of the supernatural ability released by the other party, and the effect of the Heaven-Severing Mirror far exceeded expectations.

"Old Ma, your mirror is going to break."

"Jiang Bailan, my Heaven-Slaying Mirror isn't so easily broken."

With a confident smile, Ma Xianhong raised the Sun-Shooting Pestle in his other hand and inserted it into the round hole in the center of the Heaven-Severing Mirror. The two magical treasures actually merged into one.

Jiang Bailan:!!!∑(?1?9Д?1?9ノ)ノSurprised!

Jiang Bailan wasn't surprised by the fusion of the magical artifacts, but rather by the way they were fused... it was just too outrageous!

So they just inserted themselves without any foreplay?

Is this something a decent person like him should be looking at?!

Ma Xianhong: "ヽ(￣▽￣)?1?2 Proud!"

Compared to Jiang Bailan's shock, Ma Xianhong was quite pleased. As the Sun-Shooting Pestle was inserted, the violently shaking Heaven-Severing Mirror quieted down, and all the excess energy absorbed was gathered together.

The small hole in the center of the sun-shooting pestle lit up, and a beam of golden laser light shot towards Jiang Bailan.

good good!

Jiang Bailan watched this scene and said that she had truly broadened her horizons today!

I never expected Ma Xianhong to be so skilled at this kind of trick!

Seeing the approaching laser, Jiang Bailan also fired a laser from his fingertip. The two lasers expanded in mid-air and exploded into a violent flame.

Seeing that Jiang Bailan's superpower had no effect on him, Ma Xianhong became even more excited and manipulated himself to shoot out beams of laser light.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, explosions and flames rose and fell in the opponent's weapon-forging courtyard.

After shattering more than a dozen incoming laser beams, Jiang Bailan felt that Old Ma had had enough of being happy and should start to feel sad.

So he moved his body and appeared in front of the room where the body-cultivation furnace was kept.

However, Ma Xianhong, who was too excited, did not notice anything amiss and continued to control the Sun-Shooting Pestle to shoot at Jiang Bailan.

biu~biu~biu~

Several laser beams shot out in succession, but this time Jiang Bailan did not dodge. Instead, he let them pass through his body and shoot into the room behind him.

Ma Xianhong: "It's over!"

Watching the laser he had shot pass through Jiang Bailan's body and fly straight toward the room behind her, Ma Xianhong snapped back to reality.

"My stove! My stove!!"

Ma Xianhong wanted to go in to help, but then he heard a loud "boom," and a violent explosion suddenly rang out. Blazing flames burst through the doors and windows, and the scorching air blew so hard that Ma Xianhong couldn't even open his eyes.

Smoke and dust billowing!

When the black smoke dissipated, only half of a dilapidated stove remained in the room.

Bang!

With a soft thud, a black iron plate crashed to the ground.

"Old Ma! Don't say I didn't help you, this furnace is too dangerous, you can't handle it..." Jiang Bailan patted Ma Xianhong on the shoulder as he stood there trembling.

Ma Xianhong: "Shut up!!"