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

Unfortunately, even though Wang Ai knew in his heart that Jiang Bailan had kidnapped him and buried his beloved grandson Wang Bing alive, he had no good recourse on Longhu Mountain, on the territory of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Is Wang Ai afraid of Jiang Bailan?

Wang Ai could only chuckle at this...

Jiang Bailan is indeed very strong, and his superpowers are quite strange, but they haven't reached the point where he, one of the Ten Elders, is afraid of him.

Let alone an ordinary employee of a company, even Zhang Zhiwei, the legendary and invincible Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion, would not faze Wang Ai.

Although Bao Ying is strong.

However, the Wang family, being one of the four major families, was not to be trifled with.

In this society governed by the rule of law, what good is fighting? To survive, you need power and connections; otherwise, you'll only end up dying a miserable death on the streets.

Since Wang Ai was unable to take revenge on Jiang Bailan on Longhu Mountain due to the Celestial Master's Mansion, he naturally turned his attention to Jiang's close associates.

After much deliberation, Feng Xingtong of the Feng family was the best choice.

There's no need to kill him; simply crippling him will not only serve as a warning to Jiang Bailan but also intimidate Feng Zhenghao—a win-win situation.

It truly proves the saying, "Wang Ai is not virtuous..."

It was at this moment that Wang Bing, with a bandage on his forehead, walked in from the other end of the arena passageway.

He glanced at the audience in the stands, and when his gaze fell on Jiang Bailan, memories of last night immediately flooded his mind.

He recognized him; it was this guy, and another bunch of women who buried him!

He desperately wanted to rush up and take revenge, but remembering his great-grandfather's instructions, he felt it would be more interesting to cripple Feng Xingtong in front of him and watch the impotent rage on the other's face.

He is Wang Bing, the eldest grandson of the Wang family, and no one can disobey him!

The world... should revolve around him!

Anyone who dares to defy him... will pay the price!

Wang Bing raised his middle finger at Jiang Bailan, grinned, and was already thinking about how to take revenge.

mad!

That's outrageous!

Or rather, Wang Bing is no longer simply arrogant; one could even say he's somewhat disdainful of everyone else.

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Bailan was not angry at all; on the contrary, she was overjoyed!

Same recipe, same taste.

Only with such a king can he obtain the pleasure he desires when he strikes.

Before coming, Jiang Bailan was worried that if the other party wasn't arrogant enough, she wouldn't be able to fight to her heart's content.

Now it seems I was worrying too much...

"You're my opponent?" Wang Bing looked away and sneered as he glanced at Feng Xingtong opposite him.

Unaware of the ill intent in the other person's words, Feng Xingtong, like a silly deer, greeted the person enthusiastically: "This is my brother Wang... Please take care of me."

"Please give me your guidance? Of course I will!"

Before the words had even finished, Wang Bing, who had been suppressing his anger for a long time, rushed out and punched Feng Xingtong in the face. The two instantly started fighting.

For a moment, fists clashed on the arena below, with Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing clashing back and forth.

Even after just a few rounds of fighting, Jiang Bailan, an amateur, could see the difference between the two.

Wang Bing had many methods and much Qi, but none of them were refined.

On the contrary, Feng Xingtong doesn't have many tricks up his sleeve, but he has a solid foundation.

If neither side uses the "Spirit Binding and General Command" technique, the outcome of this match is truly uncertain.

Unfortunately, it's impossible not to use the Spirit Binding Technique; as expected, all young people love to show off.

"What a coincidence! So you know witchcraft, Brother Wang. Let me show off a bit!" Feng Xingtong said smugly, looking at the black energy in Wang Bing's hand.

"Come out, Uncle Liu!!"

His eyes shone brightly, and a dark shadow flew from his palm into the sky, transforming into a giant black snake.

The moment this spirit called Grandpa Liu appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, causing people to shiver involuntarily.

"Grandpa Liu! Lend me your power!!"

With his face tilted back and a loud roar, Feng Xingtong resembled a Saiyan transforming, waiting to merge with Grandpa Liu.

"You beast! Come here now!!"

To Feng Xingtong's surprise, Grandpa Liu did not merge with him, but instead rushed towards Wang Bing on the side.

"This is... summoning spirits and commanding generals!"

"How could the Wang family also know how to summon spirits and command generals!"

"Isn't this a unique method of the Feng family?"

Seeing Wang Bing also use the Spirit Binding Technique, the audience erupted in chaos. Their little minds couldn't understand how the Feng family's Spirit Binding Technique could appear on a member of the Wang family.

Jiang Bailan remained very calm in response, carefully observing the spirit-binding and commanding techniques, and discovered that these two were far inferior to Feng Zhenghao.

On the contrary, it was the black snake that interested him more.

Elf?

I wonder if any beast-eared girls have been created in human form?

Of course, Jiang Bailan didn't have any ulterior motives; he was simply curious...

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On the field, Feng Xingtong watched as Grandpa Liu's spirit was constantly being taken away, and immediately called it back, while questioning, "You bastard, how do you also know how to summon spirits?!"

"Strange? I'll tell you the reason once I subdue this beast." Wang Bing sneering as he seized control of the black snake, "Feng Xingtong, instead of worrying about this animal, you should worry more about yourself!"

As the two were vying for supremacy on the field, Wang Bing coldly observed his opponent. Recalling his great-grandfather's instructions before he went on stage, he suddenly felt that it was indeed necessary to give the Feng family a bit of a deterrent.

Wang slowly raised his right hand, and black energy appeared on his fingers, summoning another spirit.

Oops!

This guy still has a lot of spirit!

Feng Xingtong looked at Wang Bing's palm and immediately felt a sense of foreboding.

"Feng Xingtong! You say that Spirit Binding and Commanding is your Feng family's secret technique? Open your eyes wide and see clearly! Today, I'll show you the true use of Spirit Binding and Commanding!"

Then, in front of a large audience, Wang Bing took a bite out of the summoned spirit.

"what!"

Watching the spirit being gradually swallowed by the other party had a huge impact on Feng Xingtong's worldview. He never thought that someone would actually eat the spirit that accompanied him day and night.

Wang Bing didn't care about any of that. While eating the elves, he transformed into Teacher Wang and explained the method of consuming spirits to Feng Xingtong.

"Never seen this spirit-devouring technique before! While consuming a spirit is far less effective than having it possess your body, the power gained is permanent!"

As Wang Bing swallowed such a large spirit, the balance that had been maintained on the black snake spirit was instantly broken, and it flew towards Wang Bing at an extremely fast speed.

Jiang Bailan stroked his chin, looking at the simmering battlefield below, and a question mark immediately popped into his mind.

Why won't Feng Xingtong, that little white-haired guy, admit defeat?

It turns out he didn't heed any of the hints I gave him before.

I told you not to show off, now look what happened, you've gotten yourself screwed!

Those who don't heed Bai Lan's advice will suffer the consequences.

As for helping the other side, Jiang Bailan glanced at the familiar referee who had been watching him closely, and decided it was better to avoid trouble.

Young people!

It's never a bad thing to get beaten up a bit more; it's your own fault for always showing off...