Simultaneous travel: Not eating beef

"No...impossible!"

One slap sent Wang Bing nearly mad.

He can't stand even one slap, let alone two.

Wang Ai, standing in the stands, also found it unbelievable.

With his grandson's strength, once he consumes that incomplete spirit, his power will definitely double, far surpassing the likes of Zhang Lingyu. How could Bai Changsheng possibly knock him down with a single slap?

Before he could think further, a voice suddenly rang out beside him: "Senior Wang."

Wang Ai turned her head and, seeing that it was Wang Ye, asked with some surprise, "You... Wang Ye of the Wudang Sect?"

His right eyelid twitched uncontrollably a few times, giving him a feeling that something terrible was about to happen.

Wang Ye smiled and said, "That is indeed me."

On the field, Wang Bing roared as he got up and charged forward again.

Bai Yu slowly raised his right hand, rotated his palm, and with a backhand motion, struck!

"Snapped!"

Crisp and pleasant.

Wang Bing was sent flying and spinning in the air by the slap, while Bai Yu looked at his delicate palm and sighed, "Indeed, the backhand is the most comfortable."

From the stands, Wang Ai looked down with a furrowed brow, while Wang Ye stammered, "Senior Wang... to be honest, he... he..."

Wang Ye took a deep breath and then quickly said, "Bai Changsheng wants your family's Spirit Binding and Commanding skills. He means that if you obediently give in, Wang Bing will suffer less. If you don't give in..."

He was in a bad mood; it was his first time being a robber and he had no experience.

Wang Ai turned her head, glared at him, and said, "What did you say?"

"I...I think there's something wrong with my ears. I didn't hear you clearly. Could you repeat it?"

Wang Ye, looking constipated, forced himself to repeat it.

Wang Ai was silent for a few seconds, then raised his cane and said in a low voice, "You bastard! You're trying to steal from me!"

Just as he raised his cane to kill Wang Ye, a scream suddenly came from the field.

"Ah~!"

"The pig is being slaughtered!" Wang Bing let out a miserable scream, like a fat pig about to be slaughtered.

Wang Ai raised his cane halfway before quickly turning his head to look down. He saw Bai Yu grinning maliciously, grabbing Wang Bing's head with both hands and slamming it into his knee.

After finishing, Bai Yu smiled at Wang Ai, his smile kind and friendly.

Wang Ai's brain completely shut down.

They're serious, these two little bastards are serious!

They've even come to my Wang family to steal things.

While Wang Ai was still in a daze, Bai Yu squatted down, grabbed Wang Bing's hair with one hand, and pressed his head to the ground while saying, "Come on, you're too ugly, let me give you a polishing treatment."

"Sizzsssssssssss..."

Wang Bing's face made intimate contact with the ground, which wasn't made of cement bricks; it was covered with small pebbles of varying sizes.

Friction, friction, rubbing against the uneven ground.

"Hi~!"

A series of gasps came from the audience.

That looks incredibly painful.

The audience was confused, not understanding why he was suddenly torturing Wang Bing like this.

Is it really because they can't stand it?

What they think is unimportant; Bai Yu has no time to care about such things.

Standing next to the old master, Lu Jin glared and said, "Damn, this kid is ruthless. Does he have such a deep grudge?"

The old celestial master looked at Bai Yu, then at Wang Ye beside Wang Ai, and said, "Old Lu, go over there and you'll know what's going on."

"Over there?" Lu Jin looked in that direction and, upon seeing Wang Ye, suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "No way, these two kids actually dare to stroke this old bastard's beard?"

The old master didn't say anything, but simply pushed Tian Jinzhong towards that direction.

Off the field, after some friction, Bai Yu grabbed Wang Bing's head to examine it.

Very well, he's a bloody mess, but he's still fully conscious.

He's an extraordinary being, not so fragile. If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have fainted after a few blows.

This is just the beginning, nothing more.

Wang Bing's arrogant demeanor was gone; his eyes were filled with fear.

He finally realized that Bai Yu was truly willing to go to extremes to kill him.

"Admit defeat!" Wang Ai's voice came from the stands.

This was like a lifeline, and Wang Bing hurriedly opened his mouth, wanting to shout that he had to admit defeat.

"recognize……"

Before he could even utter a word, Bai Yu had already grabbed his hair and tossed it upwards.

When the word "recognize" is called out, the other person is in the air.

With a chuckle, Bai Yu brought his right hand together and thrust it upwards sharply.

There was no scream; Wang Bing simply groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

"Damn it!" Wang Ai, standing in the stands, finally broke down, seeing her beloved grandson being tortured like this.

He was using a cane, and one leg was already on the edge of the stands.

In just a moment, he could reach Wang Bing's side.

But just then, an old hand pressed down on his shoulder, abruptly interrupting his jump.

The old Celestial Master's voice came from behind: "Brother Wang, what are you doing?"

“Zhang…Zhang Zhiwei.” Wang Ai gritted her teeth and turned around angrily.

The old celestial master released his hand and said calmly, "Speaking of which, I really am grateful to Brother Wang for helping to maintain order yesterday. Now you want to help again, but there's no need to trouble yourself. I'm right here, so just follow the rules."

Turning her head, Wang Ai's face twisted in pain as she said, "Zhang Zhiwei, you know perfectly well that the kid down there isn't doing this with good intentions, yet you still try to stop me?!"

The old Celestial Master shook his head and said, "Brother Wang, I don't care what his intentions are. I only know that a competition for the position of Celestial Master is underway below."

According to the rules of Longhu Mountain, and the rules that the ten of us agreed upon beforehand.

As long as one side is not completely helpless, no one can interfere in the competition. I heard that yesterday, President Feng wanted to break the rules, but Brother Wang helped to uphold them. Why can't you hold back when it happens to you today?

This is the rule we ten people made.

No one can break this rule, not even this humble Taoist priest.

Below, although the mouthful of blood did not spit onto Bai Yu's face, a trace of blood stained his Taoist robe.

After glancing at it, Bai Yu raised his head and said, "I hate having my clothes dirtied the most. How dare you, you piece of trash, violate my taboo?"

Wang Bing sat on the ground, his hands covering his throat. Upon hearing Bai Yu's words, his fear intensified, and he tried to back away with his legs trembling.

"Hmph~." Bai Yu only smiled on one side of his face, and with one hand he pulled Wang Bing back.

Wang Bing tried to escape by pulling at the ground with both hands, but no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

"Tch~." With a wicked smile, Bai Yu placed his other hand on his joint and said, "Breaking my taboo will be punished."

"Gaba!"

With a crisp crack, Wang Bing struggled even more fiercely, opening his mouth wide: "Ha~ ha~..."

He wasn't laughing; he wanted to shout, but no matter what he did, he couldn't make a sound.

It's like someone who's been yelling and screaming all day and can't speak the next day, only managing to make some noises like "ha~ha~ha~".

He tried to make a sound, but then the devil's seductive voice came from behind him.

"Hey~, how did your leg get broken?"

This is not okay. "

"Gaba!"

Wang Bing breathed on it again and felt his bones set back in place.

"Oops, it didn't connect properly, let's try again."

"Gaba!"

"Gaba!"

It broke and then reconnected, leaving people dumbfounded.

Zhang Chulan, standing in the stands, murmured, "A divine doctor... this is..."