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

"Light Doll, use triple shot!"

Thinking that there was still a chance to defeat Jiang Bailan, Ma Xianhong had the light puppet counterattack while controlling other magical artifacts to gang up on Jiang Bailan.

biu! biu! biu!

Three thick laser beams struck, but without a doubt they all passed through Jiang Bailan's body, falling into the ground in the distance and exploding into patches of fire.

"Qi transforming into the body? How is that possible!"

Sword Qi Master, Body Refining Grandmaster, and now he can even transform his body with Qi... Ma Xianhong felt his vision go black and almost collapsed to the ground.

At that moment, Ma Xianhong felt the deep malice emanating from this world...

However, upon seeing the light puppet fighting Jiang Bailan, Ma Xianhong regained some confidence; at least he wasn't completely without a chance of winning.

Unfortunately, Ma Xianhong's newly ignited hope was quickly dashed.

Just as he was about to control the light puppet to continue attacking Jiang Bailan, the light puppet in front of him only opened its mouth, but could no longer emit the same laser as Jiang Bailan.

"Jiang Bailan, what did you do to my puppet!"

Upon discovering the problem with the optical puppets, Ma Xianhong's first thought was what Jiang Bailan had done; otherwise, how could the previously rapidly growing number of optical puppets have suddenly turned into this state?

It's no wonder Ma Xianhong was nervous; this was his biggest advantage in defeating Jiang Bailan.

Jiang Bailan: "...Old Ma, even though you're a man, you can't just spout nonsense. Haven't you realized? It's just like an electric scooter; if it runs out of power, of course it won't work!"

hiss!

Suddenly, Jiang Bailan seemed to have discovered something interesting.

If Lao Ma (Old Ma) had used the "Divine Machine Hundred Refinements" to create Wawa, wouldn't that have been a clear case of overwhelming force?

In that instant, Jiang Bailan's gaze towards Ma Xianhong changed. He was no longer seen as a dispensable rebel, but as a male friend who would benefit the masses.

They are practically worthy of being enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple!

Isn't this better than some new Jie Sect fashion?

However, given Lao Ma's personality, he probably won't have that opportunity.

Ma Xianhong: "...What the hell? Is the power out?"

Jiang Bailan's explanation left Ma Xianhong speechless. He had created so many wawas—no, so many puppets—and this was the first time he had encountered one without electricity...

What a piece of crap!

Guangou: "...I'm really screwed up. When there's electricity, he calls me 'sweetie,' but when there's no electricity, he calls me 'old hag.' Men, huh!"

silence!

A silent silence!

After an unknown amount of time had passed, Ma Xianhong slowly spoke, "Jiang Bailan, do you dare to recharge my light puppet? Let's fight another three hundred rounds!"

Jiang Bailan: "Do I look like a masochist to you?"

Ma Xianhong: "It looks just like it!"

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Upon hearing Ma Xianhong's answer, Jiang Bailan wanted nothing more than to twist his head off and make him answer again. However, after thinking for a moment, she said, "If you want me to recharge your wawa and give you another round of pleasure, that's not out of the question..."

Ma Xianhong was overjoyed!

Then, Jiang Bailan said in a sinister tone, "If you can withstand three of my moves, I can not only give your wawa a good charging experience, but I can also make it explode!"

Almost simultaneously, Jiang Bailan transformed into golden light and began to ascend into the distant night sky.

Charge?

Watch me recharge your Ma Xianhong!

Under the boundless darkness of night, a snow-white cloak of justice billowed and fluttered.

Jiang Bailan made a delicate gesture with her hands, and two bright cross-shaped lights spun rapidly at her fingertips, their dazzling light almost illuminating the darkness.

'The Eight-Span Jewel!'

With a thought, countless golden rays overflowed from his body, condensing into light bullets around Jiang Bailan. Then, like dazzling stars, they trailed long flames as they fell towards the vast earth below.

Upon hearing Jiang Bailan's suggestion, Ma Xianhong immediately agreed.

With all these magical weapons at my disposal, what difference does it make if it takes thirty moves, let alone three?

"Fuck you! Who comes in and unleashes their ultimate move right away?!"

Before Ma Xianhong could even finish his thought, he saw a scene that was all too familiar in the sky.

Gazing at the endless points of light, like glittering stars falling from the towering sky to the earth, Ma Xianhong finally recalled that day... the fear of being dominated by Jiang Bailan.

Not only Ma Xianhong, but also the top talents in Biyou Village who were fighting fiercely with the temporary workers couldn't help but shudder, their eyes revealing an inescapable fear.

"what is this?"

Transformed into Nezha, Wang Zhenqiu, wielding a seven-colored red-tasseled spear, stared blankly at the sky, seemingly unable to comprehend the scene before him.

His summoning of gods was already magical enough.

But can anyone tell him what this meteor shower is all about?

Is this going to destroy the world?!

"Brother Lan is awesome! No wonder he's going to be my godfather, Zhang Chulan!"

Lightning crackled and surged in his hand as Zhang Chulan gazed in awe at the figure in the sky, his heart filled with longing.

"Is this the power of Special Envoy Jiang? The company really made a wise choice!"

After eliminating his opponent, Hei Guan looked at Jiang Bailan's attack, which was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, and sighed inwardly at the company's wisdom.

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"Jiang Bailan, don't think I'm afraid of you. This trick won't work on me!"

"The Heaven-Slaying Mirror!"

Taking out the magic weapon he had crafted for this moment from his Devouring Pouch, Ma Xianhong forcefully threw the Heaven-Severing Mirror in his hand, and then poured a large amount of Qi into it.

In an instant, the Heaven-Splitting Mirror, which was originally only the size of two palms, grew larger and larger. A golden barrier as thin as a cicada's wing slowly unfolded, standing between Ma Xianhong and Jiang Bailan.

It's like an insurmountable chasm!

boom! boom! boom!

Endless barrages of light rained down, covering the sky and the earth without stopping, relentlessly bombarding the surface of the golden barrier.

Like a hair falling into water, it cannot even cause a ripple.

Breathe!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

As time passed, the barrier constructed by Ma Xianhong's Heaven-Intercepting Mirror expanded from more than two meters wide to more than five meters wide.

Even so, Jiang Bailan's attacks showed no signs of weakening.

"Damn it! Just how much Qi does this guy have?!"

As Ma Xianhong felt the Heaven-Slaying Mirror begin to tremble, his already unpleasant expression became even more grim.

"Thief-devouring beast!"

With a wave of his hand, five black iron balls floating beside him flew over, then cracked open to reveal red Qi patterns inside, clinging tightly to the surface of the golden barrier of the Heaven-Slaying Mirror, relieving its pressure.

"I refuse to believe that your Qi, Jiang Bailan, is limitless!"

five minutes later.

Looking at the Heaven-Slaying Mirror with its cracks, and the five Devouring Beasts that looked like they were about to explode, Ma Xianhong's face turned pale.

He got it!

He understood everything!

What kind of replicated superpowers are these!

What kind of magical artifact crafting is this!

What do you mean by evenly matched!

"Fake!"

"all fake!"

"Jiang Bailan, you bastard! You were acting against me from the very beginning!!!"