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

At this moment, Jia Zhengyu was completely bewildered. He stood up unsteadily, his stomach churning. He bent over and dry heaved, as if he was about to vomit up everything he had eaten at noon.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, which then turned into anger.

This guy!

Is he really just an ordinary employee of the company?

Is this the kind of strength a young man in his early twenties should have?

I was careless, I didn't dodge!

He comes from the Jia family in the Northwest, how could he possibly be defeated by such a kid!

Glancing at Feng Zhenghao, Jia Zhengyu noticed that the other party still maintained an indifferent expression, his face unchanged, as if he had known this would happen all along.

That bastard Feng Zhenghao is playing me for a fool!

Jia Zhengyu believed that the other party already knew Jiang Bailan's strength and deliberately did not tell him, just to see him make a fool of himself.

Of course, all of this was just Jia Zhengyu's pride at play. Feng Zhenghao did not force him to spar with Jiang Bailan. It was entirely because he could not control his greed that he caused all of this.

"Good! Very good! Kid, you've completely enraged me!"

Jia Zhengyu straightened his body, trying to look as imposing as possible. He decided to use 8% of his strength to teach this sneak-attack guy a lesson.

He's the one who's shameless!

Jiang Bailan was clearly launching a powerful attack as an assassin, but he insisted on calling it a sneak attack.

"Come here!"

Jia Zhengyu manipulated the Dragon-Piercing Cone, which floated in his palm, and beckoned towards Jiang Bailan, displaying the demeanor of a master, clearly trying to regain the face he had just lost.

A lifelong striver – Jia Zhengyu!

"Master Jia, shall we continue?"

Jiang Bailan didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he asked a question, afraid that he might accidentally kill the guy if he took action.

"Kid, are you scared? You weren't scared when you ambushed me, a 30-year-old man!"

Seeing that Jia Zhengyu was unwilling to give up, Jiang Bailan could only sigh and slowly raise her right index finger.

What the hell?

What does this guy want to do?

Is this Jiang Bailan's innate superpower?

Jia Zhengyu was a little confused about what this kid was up to, but Feng Zhenghao, on the other hand, was full of interest. He was very curious about Jiang Bailan's golden superpower.

Ever since he learned from his two daughters that Jiang Bailan could transform his body into Qi, he had been waiting for her to use her superpower.

Although the opponent also used an ability when they used their kick, the effect wasn't very noticeable.

"You think I can just go over there like that? Wouldn't I lose face?"

Facing Jia Zhengyu, Jiang Bailan continuously gathered golden light at her fingertips, and a dazzling beam of light flew out.

Dragon-pecking Cone!

Releasing the magical artifact in his palm, Jia Zhengyu met Jiang Bailan's attack head-on.

Then he regretted it.

Not only him, but Feng Zhenghao also regretted it.

The dragon-pecking cone, covered in its own Qi, exploded instantly upon touching the golden light, like a large amount of gunpowder exploding. The resulting shockwave shattered all the windows in the room, and a large amount of flame spewed out through the gaps. Even the ceiling, walls, and floor developed large cracks of varying degrees.

The entire Tianxia Group building seemed to sway slightly from the explosion.

Horror!

The power of an explosion occurring in a confined space is unimaginable.

Fortunately, Jiang Bailan didn't have many Devil Fruit enhancement points, otherwise they would have all been finished off by that attack.

Meanwhile, Jia Zhengyu's Dragon-Piercing Cone was blown to some unknown place. Taking advantage of this moment, Jiang Bailan appeared in front of the opponent in three quick steps and delivered another bare-leg kick.

What the hell is this?

What kind of superpower could be so powerful?

If two more shots come, won't my world be wiped out?

Ignoring Jia Zhengyu who flew out again, Feng Zhenghao glanced at his Tianxia Group building, then at Jiang Bailan in the distance, and swallowed hard.

For a moment when the explosion happened, he really felt like the building was going to collapse; thankfully, the building was well-built.

Thinking about this, Feng Zhenghao decided to give the construction team a red envelope later, since they really didn't cut corners.

Then, her resentful gaze fell on Jiang Bailan.

Jiang Bailan didn't say anything, but casually shrugged and said, "Feng Sir, you chose it!"

Feng Shayan stared blankly at Jiang Bailan, thinking to herself, "Is this guy still an alien? This power is almost as good as a firearm!"

Cough!

Having witnessed the power of Jiang Bailan's supernatural ability, Feng Zhenghao coughed lightly a few times and ignored what Jia Zhengyu said, "Master Jia, young friend Bailan, let's end our sparring here today!"

He was afraid that if the fighting continued, his Tianxia Group building would really collapse.

"In that case, President Feng, I'll take my leave."

Why use lasers in a confined space when there are plenty of other options?

This was naturally Jiang Bailan's scheme. By using this move, she could not only let Feng Zhenghao and Jia Zhengyu see her strength, but also give them a warning. If they continued fighting, it would no longer be a simple sparring match.

When the building collapses, everyone will have to go to the underworld to collect their lunchboxes, and Yama might even award Jiang Bailan a Best Worker Award.

Dragon-pecking Cone!

Where is my dragon-pecking cone?

Just as Jiang Bailan was about to leave, Jia Zhengyu, who had gotten up from the ground, discovered that one of his Dragon-Piercing Cones was missing. He immediately used a secret technique to search for it, but found that he could not sense it no matter what he did.

For a master of artifacts, cultivating an artifact is no simple task; it requires a great deal of time and effort. Otherwise, Jia Zhengyu wouldn't only have two dragon-pecking cones.

Oh! No, it's one round now!

Upon discovering he had lost a Dragon-Piercing Cone, Jia Zhengyu, recalling Jiang Bailan's humiliation, was instantly enraged. He roared at Jiang Bailan, "You little beast! You think you can just run away after destroying my Dragon-Piercing Cone?"

“Master Jia, you should go and rest. I will compensate you for the damage to the Dragon-Piercing Cone,” Feng Zhenghao said in a deep voice.

"Go to hell with Feng Zhenghao, stop spouting nonsense. I'm going to kill this little beast!"

Enraged at losing his control artifact, Jia Zhengyu disregarded Jiang Bailan's strength and directly used the remaining Dragon-Piercing Cone to stab at his opponent.

However, having already known that the other party was a despicable villain, Jiang Bailan was prepared. His large hand, covered in Armament Haki, grabbed the incoming Dragon-Piercing Cone, covered it with a layer of golden light, and flung it back horizontally.

With the added boost from the Glint-Glint Fruit, the speed of the Dragon Peck Cone has reached a terrifying peak.

So fast!

will die!

Staring at the dragon-pecking cone aimed at him, Jia Zhengyu's pupils shrank, and an infinite fear appeared on his face.

Jiang Bailan naturally wouldn't kill the other party; she just wanted to teach this foul-mouthed guy a small lesson.

boom!

With a loud bang, accompanied by a white shockwave that exploded like flying flowers, the high-speed dragon-pecking cone came to an abrupt halt, firmly grasped by a large hand.

Feng Zhenghao was surrounded by black qi, and several black shadows with glowing red eyes were coiled around him, holding him in their palms like ghosts and gods.