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

The next day.

Inside a luxurious private room by a mountain stream.

[Ding! Host's mental and physical well-being detected, well-being value +625]

Jiang Bailan got up from the soft pink bed, took off her silk clothes, changed into her own two-piece T-shirt and trousers that cost 100 yuan, patted her bottom and left the room.

Of course, the photos weren't taken of himself.

Regarding the service last night, Jiang Bailan could only comment that every place has its own unique charm. For example, Guangzhou is located by the sea, so the entertainment options there are more elaborate.

Here, the focus shifts to tenderness.

Although it cost nearly 2 yuan in one night, Jiang Bailan didn't feel the pinch at all. Why save the money for graves if you don't want to spend it?

The most painful thing for a person is to die before they have spent all their money.

After scanning the system, Jiang Bailan found that he was still more than 400 points away from the 20% fusion level. He felt that he should work hard for a while and try to unlock the elementalization skill as soon as possible.

He glanced at the time and realized there was still some time before the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony competition started, so he decided to go have some breakfast to replenish his energy.

Rice noodle soup, steamed buns, clay pot soup...

Just as Jiang Bailan was working hard, the "Far Ahead" phone in his pocket suddenly went off.

"The kini is so beautiful~~"

After slurping up a mouthful of noodles, Jiang Bailan answered the phone and said, "Brother Liao (chewing)."

"Ah, we're not in Tianjin right now. You can just send it to the company."

"OK, all right!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Bailan felt that Liao Zhongshi was too polite, as he had even specially sent him special products from South China.

-

Longhu Mountain, Luotian Grand Ritual.

On the open ground in front of the competition venue, Master Feng and Master Zhang, who had been busy all night, were preparing to make—no, I mean, to participate in the competition, with dark circles under their eyes.

"Good morning! Baby, Zhang Chulan, why do you two look like you haven't woken up yet?" Feng Xingtong, who had arrived early, greeted the two of them and asked with a curious look.

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan pouted and muttered under his breath, "What do you mean you're not awake? You didn't sleep well at all."

In contrast, Feng Baobao, who also hadn't slept all night, was still full of energy.

"By the way, have you seen my older sister and older brother?"

Hearing Feng Xingtong's question, Zhang Chulan waved his hand to indicate that he did not know, while Feng Baobao looked around with her big eyes, searching for the next target to be buried.

After what happened last night, she said that her touch was incredibly good and she must expand and strengthen the business to create even greater success!

hiss!

The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony is about to begin, and neither of them has returned. Could it be...?

When Feng Xingtong thought about Jiang Bailan possibly becoming her brother-in-law, she immediately felt that it was better not to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony!

I, Feng Xingtong, am going to seduce my brother-in-law!

Picking up the phone, Feng Xingtong prepared to report this wonderful news to her father.

"Xing Tong, what are you doing?"

"Sis, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be..."

Upon hearing her older sister's voice, Feng Xingtong's face first stiffened, then she looked surprised, and then her eyes glazed over, as if her dreams had been shattered. She didn't even manage to say the last part of the sentence, "On my older brother's bed?"

"If I'm not here, I should be somewhere else. Stop thinking about all that nonsense. Jiang Bailan and I are just friends."

Sand swallows!

I gave you a chance, but you didn’t use it!

You've already come down the mountain, why don't you go for a drink?

Have you considered how your younger brother feels?

I'd rather not have this sister!

From today onwards, please call me Jiang Xingtong!

Fortunately, Feng Shayan's two slaps brought Feng Xingtong's intelligence back to its peak, shutting down all the viruses in his brain. Although he didn't know what his younger brother was thinking, he could tell from his expression that it wasn't anything good.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's competition among the thirty-two contestants will take place in four venues. If anyone would like to watch all the competitions, please stay here. These four large screens will broadcast the situation from each venue in real time."

"Now, please enter the arena, all contestants!"

As directed and reminded by the staff of the Celestial Master's Mansion, the crowd in the open space split into four groups, each heading towards the competition they wanted to watch. The largest group was for the match between Jiang Bailan and Jia Zhengliang.

What's so interesting about beating up noobs?

If you want to watch something, watch the high-level games!

I only look at the elite!

Last time, Jiang Bailan's three kicks almost sent Zhuge Qing to his death, so they were very curious to see how many kicks Jia Zhengliang, this dark horse, could withstand from the "Bare-Legged War God".

-

The venue for the Luo Tian Grand Ritual, Class A.

The competition venue, which had been damaged by Jiang Bailan, has been repaired and restored by members of the Celestial Master's Mansion, and the viewing platforms on both sides are now packed.

Besides those who were seated, many who didn't have seats could only stand by the railings, and some even squatted on the high wall outside the competition area just to witness the match between Jiang Bailan and Jia Zhengliang.

Besides these ordinary viewers, a group of big shots, including the Ten Elders led by the Old Celestial Master, also came.

The old master and Lu Jin were afraid that the other party would cause some major accident again, while Lü Ci, Wang Ai and others were curious about the other party's rumored identity as a "special envoy".

When they heard that Jiang Bailan had almost kicked Zhuge Qing to death with three kicks, the thought of poaching him naturally arose in their minds.

On the other hand, Feng Zhenghao stood straight by the railing, looking at the other members of the Ten Elders opposite him with disdain in his heart. In terms of his relationship with Jiang Bailan, the World Society could be said to be the best.

"Wow! So many people! Is this the charm of the Bare-Legged Warrior?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's make a bet today on how many kicks Jia Zhengliang can take!"

"What Jia Zhengliang? I bet he can't withstand two kicks. Even Zhuge Qing, with his skill level, only needed three kicks!"

"Don't be careless. I've heard that Jia Zhengliang is a young genius from the Jia family in the Northwest!"

"Go to hell! What genius? I'm the Special Envoy who's everywhere, and I'm the one who takes down geniuses!"

"Stop arguing! Listen to me, this is Jiangbailan Square, and everyone here is trash!"

"..."

Facing the countless murmurs of the audience, Zhuge Qing, one of the only three victims in Jiang Bailan's hands, wore a bitter smile. Only as a victim could he truly understand the strength of his opponent.

I originally thought it was a 50/50 chance!

He also hoped to use the restraint of Wuhou Qimen to stage a comeback from a desperate situation.

But when he actually took that kick, he immediately sobered up. What genius Zhuge Qing? There were always people in this world who were stronger than him.

Is that power truly his limit?

"Contestants, please enter!"

As the referee shouted, the noisy Class A stadium immediately fell silent, with everyone holding their breath and waiting for Jiang Bailan to appear.

then……

There's no after that……

The referee's booming voice rang out, but no one entered the arena. Not to mention Jiang Bailan, even Jia Zhengliang was nowhere to be seen.

"Contestants, please enter!"

The referee from Longhu Mountain was a little embarrassed, thinking that the other party hadn't heard him, so he raised his voice and shouted again.

Unfortunately, no one showed up.

audience:"???"

Old Celestial Master: "???"

Ten Elders: "???"

referee:"???"

Good grief, you're just standing us up, aren't you?! Is this the legendary "pigeon"?