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

"Empty cries and roars!"

Om-!

As Ma Xianhong uttered his harsh words, three magical artifacts shaped like lion dance heads flapped their wings and attacked, forming a "品" (pin) formation to surround Jiang Bailan.

Front, left rear, right rear!

From three directions, as Ma Xianhong roared and opened his mouth wide, visible, tangible sound waves rolled out, containing immense power as they blasted towards the enemy in the center.

"How terrifying... I almost died!"

Jiang Bailan, whose entire body was enveloped in Armament Haki and was spotless, spoke with lingering fear, showing no sign of apprehension whatsoever.

"...Would you die if you didn't pretend?"

In the distance, Ma Xianhong's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he witnessed the sonic attack created by Kong Kuhou pierce through Jiang Bailan's body without causing her any harm.

He knew better than anyone the power of empty cries and screams!

An ordinary superhuman would have their bones shattered and be rendered unable to fight if they were merely grazed, but Jiang Bailan was completely unharmed after taking the hit head-on. There is only one possibility: the opponent is a master of body refinement.

"Jiang Bailan... I never expected that besides being a master of sword qi, you are also a master of external martial arts."

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Sword Master!

Master of Body Tempering!

Jiang Bailan reasonably suspected that if he continued to slack off with Lao Ma, he might gain even more titles.

"Is there any possibility..." Jiang Bailan stomped her feet hard on the ground, raising a cloud of white dust, and appeared in front of Ma Xianhong, raising her hand and saying, "I'm just naturally tougher?"

boom!

Fist and palm collided again. Ma Xianhong, who had blocked Jiang Bailan's attack, was unconvinced, claiming that he was clearly the toughest man in Biyou Village.

He immediately had an idea and commanded the "light puppets" around him to launch an attack.

"Jiang Bailan, taste your own power!"

The name "Light Puppet" was given by Ma Xianhong to the black puppet that replicated Jiang Bailan's supernatural abilities. Upon hearing its master's command, the Light Puppet, which had been silent, finally moved.

It mimicked Jiang Bailan's earlier actions, quickly raising its right hand. A flash of golden light appeared at its fingertips, and a golden laser beam the thickness of a thumb shot out.

Boom!

Jiang Bailan dodged the laser beam that was exactly like hers, and looked at the surging flames that exploded on the grass in the distance with amazement.

I can't believe it actually works!

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Bailan also became interested and wanted to test to what extent this puppet had replicated the Glitter Fruit and what level it could achieve.

After reciting the words, Jiang Bailan vanished without a trace, like a ghost, and when she reappeared, golden rings appeared above her head.

"go with!"

At Jiang Bailan's command, beams of golden laser light, as thick as a thigh, shot out one after another, slicing across the dark and silent field, heading towards Ma Xianhong and the light puppet.

This time, without Ma Xianhong giving any orders, the previously still light puppet's chin dropped, revealing an organ similar to a mouth.

With his body half-bent over, countless dazzling golden rays converged within him, eventually transforming into beams of laser light that were in no way inferior to Jiang Bailan's.

biu! biu! biu!

A dozen rapid sounds rang out in succession, and beams of laser light accurately struck Jiang Bailan's attack, intercepting it one by one.

"Peace...?"

If One Piece weren't an anime that didn't exist in this world, Jiang Bailan would have thought that Old Ma was also a One Piece fan.

"Jiang Bailan, do you see this? This is my masterpiece, Ma Xianhong's masterpiece!"

Witnessing Guang'ou's ability to hold his own against Jiang Bailan's attacks, Ma Xianhong, brimming with confidence, smiled broadly, as if he could already see the bright future of Biyou Village.

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Ignoring Ma Xianhong's overly arrogant confidence, just as he had said before, no matter how strong the light puppet that replicated the power of the Glint-Glint Fruit was, it had nothing to do with you, Old Ma.

If Jiang Bailan wanted to deal with him, it would be a piece of cake!

Regaining his composure, Jiang Bailan noticed an increase in the number of golden rings above his head, with even more golden lasers flying towards Ma Xianhong and his light puppet.

"It's no use, Jiang Bailan, don't waste your energy."

Despite the light puppets beside him and Jiang Bailan exchanging blows, Ma Xianhong appeared to be confident of victory.

-

"Is this Old Ma? Is the Divine Craftsmanship Hundred Refinements technique really that amazing?"

On a distant hillside where Ma Xianhong and Jiang Bailan were fighting, Zhuge Qing, carrying a camera, stared in astonishment at the scene before him. He hadn't expected Ma Xianhong to be so formidable, able to fight Jiang Bailan to a standstill.

As the first victim of Jiang Bailan's rise to fame in the world of supernatural beings, Zhuge Qing definitely has the right to speak.

As he filmed the battle below, Zhuge Qing began to hesitate, wondering whether he should practice the Divine Hundred Refinements technique...

-

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Even Jiang Bailan and Ma Xianhong didn't know how many times they had exchanged blows; only the ravaged land before them silently told the story.

"I see……"

Slowly removing the golden ring emitting lasers from above his head, Jiang Bailan nodded thoughtfully. He had finally discovered the shortcomings of Ma Xianhong's puppet.

"That's it? Jiang Bailan, are you even capable?!"

Upon discovering that Jiang Bailan had withdrawn her attack, Ma Xianhong became even more confident, as if he could already see his victory, and began to mock his opponent.

Jiang Bailan: "...Old Ma, you've gotten too big for your britches, you've really gotten too big for your britches!"

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Upon hearing Ma Xianhong say that he was no good, Jiang Bailan thought, "How can I tolerate this?"

A man can be weak, but he absolutely cannot be impotent!

He immediately disregarded how well Zhuge Qing had done and decided to let the other party experience whether Jiang Bailan was capable or not.

Faced with Jiang Bailan's evaluation, Ma Xianhong looked arrogant and disdainfully said, "So what if you're getting cocky? Come and hit me if you have a problem!"

With the optical puppet in hand, Ma Xianhong has completely let loose.

Jiang Bailan: "...I've never heard of such a shameless request!"

A flash of golden light disappeared in an instant, and Jiang Bailan appeared directly in front of Ma Xianhong, a golden leg shining brightly in front of him.

"Old Ma, your optical puppets are indeed quite good, but..."

"So fast!"

Ma Xianhong's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints as he stared intently at the approaching calf.

too fast!

It was so fast that Ma Xianhong had no time to react at all!

Have you ever been kicked by light?

boom!

Click!

With a crisp cracking sound, Jiang Bailan kicked Ma Xianhong in the face, sending him flying seventy or eighty meters away. He rolled and bounced on the ground like a ball, creating craters.

Finally, it glided along the ground for more than ten meters before slowly coming to a stop.

vomit!

Ma Xianhong felt a churning in his stomach and vomited a mouthful of blood. He looked down at the shattered Three Treasures Pearl on his chest, then at Jiang Bailan. His previously arrogant eyes instantly became clear.

It's a kind of adorable foolishness...

Such speed!

That kind of power!

It wasn't until this moment that Ma Xianhong, who had been kicked, finally realized that the other party had just been teasing him.

And he just stood there, smug and self-satisfied, like a fool!

However, Ma Xianhong did not give up, because he still had the Light Puppet. As long as this puppet that replicated Jiang Bailan's superpowers was still there, he still had a chance to defeat his opponent.