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

Just as Jiang Bailan was pondering why the other party still wouldn't admit defeat, Feng Xingtong, realizing that she was at a disadvantage and that Wang Bing could take away Grandpa Liu at any moment, summoned another spirit.

"Grandpa Wang Zizhong, we're counting on you!"

As the black spirits transformed into long needles that pierced his body, Feng Xingtong forcibly stimulated the major acupoints around his body through tonifying methods, forcibly opening up all his meridians, thus temporarily overdrawing his body to enhance his strength.

In that split second, Feng Xingtong used all her strength to regain control of Grandpa Liu and handed it over to the two Deng brothers, who had already jumped off the stage and could only stand there crying helplessly.

"Ju Ling! Release!"

"You two, take Grandpa Liu and leave quickly, don't linger for a moment, get out of Jiangxi immediately!!"

With blood flowing from all seven orifices, Feng Xingtong, at the last moment, released the snake spirit from its restraints and weakly called out to the Deng brothers.

"But……"

"Come on!"

The Deng brothers and the snake spirit glanced at Feng Xingtong, whose face was covered in blood, and then, without stopping, carried Grandpa Liu and ran all the way out of the arena.

Seeing this, the referees present did not stop them and allowed the two to leave.

Feeling the weakness in his body and seeing the blood dripping down his cheeks, Feng Xingtong suddenly remembered Jiang Bailan's warning to him before the competition, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

We've suffered a huge loss this time...

My brother-in-law is right, you shouldn't show off if there's nothing wrong with it.

"I think……"

Before he could even utter the final word "lost," a fist the size of a sandbag slammed into his chin. Losing such a valuable tonic, coupled with being buried alive overnight, Wang Bing's anger had reached its peak.

He knocked Feng Xingtong to the ground with a single punch.

"You little bastard from the Feng family... how dare you ruin my plans and make me miss out on such a good tonic? Do you think admitting defeat will solve everything?"

"Since you enjoy helping others so much... then help me out too. The last thing you brought up was quite interesting, so use it to make up for it!"

Wang Bing kicked Feng Xingtong in the stomach, stepped on the other's chest, and his palm was once again filled with black energy, as if trying to pull something out of the other's body.

"Come out!!"

With a sharp shout from Wang Bing, the old man Prince Zhong inside Feng Xingtong's body was grabbed in his palm.

"Grandpa Zizhong!"

"You bastard, let me go right now!!"

Feng Xingtong wanted to take back the elf that had accompanied him since childhood, but Wang Bing pinned him to the ground, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from Wang Bing's feet.

"Hahaha! It seems this elf is very important to you. In that case, watch closely..." Wang Bing's eyes gleamed as he grinned maliciously at Feng Xing Tong on the ground, "How will I eat it!"

As he spoke, he bit down on the neck of the elf in his hand.

Jiang Bailan remained silent in the stands.

Was Wang Bing really that hungry?

That's a lousy old man!

"No...no...please let go of Grandpa Zizhong..."

Faced with Feng Xingtong's pitiful plea, Wang not only showed no sympathy, but instead became even more outrageous, laughing wildly without restraint. His arrogant demeanor made the audience feel uncomfortable.

Some viewers wanted to speak up to stop her, but when they thought of the Wang family's status, they all fell silent and looked at Feng Xingtong with reluctance.

On the contrary, Wang Ai, as the head of the Wang family, not only did not stop his great-grandson from being so arrogant, but also showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He looked at Jiang Bailan with a defiant gaze, the meaning of which was self-evident.

It was as if to say, this is the consequence of offending the Wang family.

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"Oh dear! You should have just surrendered earlier, but you had to pretend. Now you've made a mess of things!"

Ignoring the provocative look from Wang Ai, Jiang Bailan strongly condemned Feng Xingtong's attempt to show off, which ultimately backfired.

If you can't do it, don't pretend!

If you're bad at the game, practice more!

Thinking of this, Jiang Bailan raised his right hand, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from his palm, enveloping the entire arena.

Putting aside his good friendship with Yanzi, Jiang Bailan also felt obligated to help Feng Xingtong out with the 2 yuan he had given her.

To make money!

It's all about integrity!

Only by upholding integrity can we grow bigger and stronger and create new glories!

Today it's a mobile phone store, tomorrow it's a bank robbery!

The moment the golden light shone, everyone, from the audience in the stands and Wang Ai to Wang Bing and the referee on the field, felt a sudden flash of light and unconsciously closed their eyes.

Bright!

It's so bright!

This brightness exceeds the limit that the human eye can withstand, almost comparable to looking directly at the sun.

Amidst the light, Jiang Bailan's body transformed into a golden ray, instantly appearing before Wang Bing, whose pair of glowing titanium alloy dog ​​eyes were closed.

With a gentle squeeze of the other's wrist, Feng Xingtong snatched back the great master player Wang Zizhong, whom she treasured.

"Feng Xingtong, just admit defeat right now, do you hear me?"

In the light, feeling Grandpa Zizhong's spirit return to her body, and hearing that familiar voice, Feng Xingtong, with her eyes tightly closed, choked out, "Thank you... Big Brother!"

"who!"

Feeling his wrist loosen, Wang Bing suddenly punched the source of the sound, but unexpectedly missed.

Jiang Bailan didn't take Feng Xingtong's gratitude seriously. If he had listened to me earlier, this whole mess wouldn't have happened.

With a slap, Jiang Bailan sent Wang Bing flying and transformed into golden light, returning to the stands and dispelling the golden shimmer that had enveloped the entire arena.

"I surrender!"

The moment the light disappeared, Feng Xingtong mustered all her strength and shouted that she was admitting defeat.

"Wang Bing wins this match!"

When Feng Xingtong conceded defeat, the referee from the Celestial Master's Mansion announced the result of the match.

Wang Bing was clearly unconvinced and yelled at the referee, "Are you blind? Didn't you see someone interfere with the match? Is this how you hold competitions at Longhu Mountain?"

However, the high-ranking official from the Celestial Master's Mansion ignored Wang Bing and instead said in a deep voice to Jiang Bailan in the stands, "Jiang Bailan, what do you want to do? The competition has its rules. Do you want to break them?"

rule?

Jiang Bailan thought to herself, "Do I look like a rule-abiding person?"

That's what I thought in my heart, but I couldn't say it out loud, otherwise I'd just look like some jerk who's looking for trouble for no reason!

Jiang Bailan... loves to persuade people with reason!

Thinking of this, Jiang Bailan slowly said, "Referee, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. I said I interfered with the game, do you have any evidence? If you don't have any evidence, be careful I sue you for defamation!"

"Furthermore, everyone just saw Wang Bing interrupt Feng Xingtong's surrender. Does that mean that the match can continue as long as the opponent hasn't finished saying surrender?"

"If that's the case, does that mean I can do the same in my next match?"

"Referee, you don't want to lose your job because of this, do you?"

"In that case... your wife will be very distressed!"

裁判：“(?6?5?0?6?6?7?0?7)你个老六”

Audience: "Why does what you're saying sound so cheesy and suggestive..."