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

“Kid, don’t be stubborn. You should know the saying, ‘A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime.’ With your status and position, you simply cannot keep this secret…” Faced with Jiang Bailan’s well-intentioned reminder, Lü Ci’s face grew increasingly gloomy.

"so what?"

Jiang Bailan grinned. If Lü Ci was determined to cause trouble, he wouldn't mind using him to establish his authority.

Whether it's the company, the Quanxing organization, or any other person...

Jiang Bailan knew in his heart that if he wanted to return to his previous life of giving up, he needed a power that everyone feared. As long as he was strong enough, no one would dare to bother him.

Now that we have the power, all we need is a platform to showcase it.

Something is wrong!

Something about it is definitely not right.

He's so tough! Is this really my Lan-ge?

Upon noticing something amiss with the other party, Zhang Chulan, though unable to understand the reason, still felt it necessary to stop them. If a fight broke out, he didn't know about others, but he would definitely die here.

He doesn't want to go through that laser-induced ass burn again.

He scratched his head and quickly said with a smile, "Oh, gentlemen, don't joke with us. I don't have any Qi Source Flow, and Brother Lan doesn't have any way to become stronger. We are just ordinary employees of the company."

"Although I would like to make a deal with the two gentlemen, I unfortunately do not have any bargaining chips, so we will take our leave now."

With that, Zhang Chulan retreated towards the door.

Listening to the other party's explanation, Lü Ci sneered: "It doesn't matter if you don't have the Qi Source Flow, you still have something to trade."

"Lü Gong!"

"what?"

Before Zhang Chulan could react, Lü Gong, who was wearing a blue tracksuit and hiding in the shadows looking just like an old silver coin, rushed out like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, as if his broadsword had been itching for a bite.

Bare-Legged Warrior?

Although Lü Gong was afraid, he did not believe that the other party would dare to lay a hand on him in front of his great-grandfather.

His great-grandfather was one of the Ten Elders!

"Brother Lan, save me!"

Lu Gong: "Zhang Chulan, stop screaming! No one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out!"

Seeing the enemy suddenly attacking, Zhang Chulan made no attempt to hide anything and immediately activated his strongest skill, summoning the SSS+ level limited hero—the bare-legged war god Jiang Bailan.

Jiang Bailan: The Ten Elders? Even if he were the Jade Emperor, it wouldn't matter!

"What the hell?"

Snapped!

A flash of golden light streaked across the room. Just as Lü Gong thought he had succeeded and a smug smile appeared on his face, a massive, blinding flash of light swept in, covering his face squarely and sending him flying sideways.

Lü Gong spun in mid-air like a top, constantly flipping at high speed.

One lap!

Two laps!

Three laps!

Feeling as if his brain was about to shatter, Lü Gong crashed through the wall and flew out, landing heavily on the open ground outside. His eyes were white, indicating that he had fainted.

Before losing consciousness, Lü Gong could only shout one thing: "What an amazing fighting style..."

Young people are great; they can fall asleep anywhere.

Jiang Bailan glanced at the peaceful boy lying on his side on the ground and was very satisfied with the fully-formed Glitter Fruit.

"Good good!"

Seeing Lü Gong being sent flying, Lü Ci could no longer contain his anger and prepared to personally teach these two arrogant brats a lesson.

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At the same time, Feng Baobao, who was outside the door, heard the attack inside and tried to push the door open, but was stopped by the guards in suits at the door.

"Awei's Nineteen-Style Technique: Chicken Flying and Eggs Smashed!"

Following Jiang Bailan's guidance during the daytime competition, Feng Baobao incorporated it into her own unique skill, and suddenly kicked between the legs of the guard in front of her.

With a loud crack, several guards fell to the ground and began to writhe wildly.

"Zhang Chulan! Jiang Bailan!"

With a powerful flying kick, Feng Baobao burst through the door and saw Lü Ci, who was about to make a move, so she asked, "Want to beat him up?"

I'll kick your grandma's leg!

"Sister Bao'er, let's get out of here!"

Realizing something was wrong, Zhang Chulan prepared to run away with Feng Baobao, while he wasn't worried about Jiang Bailan at all.

Without Zhang Chulan saying anything, the quick-witted Feng Baobao saw the other party's golden body, which was as bright as the sun, and ran away in a flash, leaving only a shout from afar: "Zhang Chulan, I'm running first."

"Sister Bao'er?"

"Sister Bao'er, wait for me!"

Watching Zhang Chulan disappear in a flash, Jiang Bailan didn't intend to stay any longer. He cupped his hands and said, "Gentlemen, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

With that, Jiang Bailan turned and walked towards the door, not worried at all about the other party's lack of martial ethics and sneak attack. He had passive elemental transformation, so what was he afraid of?

"Kid, where do you think you're going?"

To slap the eldest grandson of the Lü family in front of Lü Ci, the patriarch of the Lü family, is something no one could tolerate, especially with Wang Ai watching from the sidelines.

If Lü Ci doesn't teach Jiang Bailan a lesson today, he'll probably be laughed at for the rest of his life!

Besides... he's "Mad Dog" Lü Ci.

Wang Ai: "Luckily, my dear grandson isn't here, otherwise I'd be in big trouble today..."

Finding that the other party didn't even turn around, Lü Ci clenched his five fingers into a fist, enveloping them in purple qi, preparing to give Jiang Bailan some good fruit juice.

A punch aimed at the void!

The air buzzed, and Lü Ci's power as one of the Ten Elders was on full display.

Even among the Ten Elders, Lü Ci's strength should not be underestimated. In his youth, he had hunted down the Japanese ninjas of Mount Hiei alongside the Tang Clan.

He's a true pragmatist!

As Lü Ci threw this punch, the ground around Jiang Bailan cracked open, shooting out seven or eight solidified purple Qi pillars.

"Old Lu! Your Ruyi Jin... it's really getting more and more refined." Wang Ai, who was watching the show from the side, said with a smile.

"Humph!"

Lu Ci snorted coldly.

Then, he witnessed an extremely bizarre scene: his invincible Ruyi Force not only failed to cause any harm, but instead passed lightly through the opponent's body.

"What's happening here?"

"Old Wang, can you tell what kind of martial art this is...?"

Even Lu Ci, a well-traveled and venerable old man in his eighties, had never encountered such an inconceivable situation.

"Old Lü, why don't you try again? This is probably just a trick..." Wang Ai, always eager for a good show, gestured for Lü Ci to try again.

Upon hearing this, Lü Ci did not hesitate. If he couldn't even handle a junior, where would his face be?

He raised his hand and threw a punch, but this time it was aimed straight at Jiang Bailan's back.

"They're really pushing their luck..."

Sensing the attack coming from behind again with his Observation Haki, Jiang Bailan's head began to glow with light.

A cross-shaped star shines brightly!

A golden arrow, as thick as an arm, condensed and took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, then shot out like a streak of light in the sky.

Real men never look back to see explosions!

Art is Patrick Star!