One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

"Look, it's Ma Long!"

"Young Master Long has finally entered the arena!"

"Wow, Young Master Long, I love you!"

"Young Master Long, I love you!"

Lu Linglong also mingled into the group of fangirls and boldly shouted loudly.

Hu Sanniang looked at the pink-haired woman who had suddenly appeared among the shills she had hired and fell into deep thought.

"Guess who Young Master Long is going to beat up?"

"Ha, is that even a guess? He's currently ranked third, so he can only beat the top two."

"Either Zhuge Qing or Wang Bing!"

"I feel he will challenge Zhuge Qing; after all, a duel between masters is more interesting!"

"I think so. Wang Bing is such a bastard, Young Master Long will probably beat him up..."

A cacophony of discussion arose in the arena. After regaining his footing, Ma Long did not rush to challenge them, but instead remained calm.

On the Azure Dragon Platform, Zhuge Qing suddenly opened his eyes. After recognizing Ma Long, he slowly stood up.

"Hehe, you seem to be in a hurry!"

I've barely settled into first place and haven't even warmed up yet, and now they're challenging me.

"Fine, then I'll show you my current strength!"

Zhuge Qing stood by the fence, facing the biting cold wind, adopting a posture as if facing a formidable enemy.

He spread his arms and threw off the cloak draped over his shoulders.

Zhuge Bai quickly reminded him, "Brother, don't jump yet!"

Young Master Long hasn't even said who he's going to fight yet!

Zhuge Qing chuckled and shook his head: "Heh, does he intend to challenge Wang Bing, that good-for-nothing?"

"With such an impatient outcome, why aren't you coming to me?"

As he spoke, Zhuge Qing jumped off the Azure Dragon Platform and gracefully landed in front of Ma Long.

"Young Master Long, it seems we are finally going to have a battle!"

Seeing that he had successfully persuaded Zhuge Qing to come down, Ma Long nodded in satisfaction: "Hmm!"

Yes, there will be a war eventually, but not now!

"What?

Young Master Long, are you kidding me? You really want to challenge Wang Bing?

Then wouldn't I have come all this way for nothing!

Zhuge Qing looked at Ma Long with a disappointed expression.

"Hey, have you forgotten what Wang Wu said before? To take turns beating up Wang Bing."

Now it's my turn, so don't get involved!

Zhuge Qing was speechless for a moment. They had already reached a consensus on the matter of beating up Wang Bing, so he had nothing more to say.

"Since you want to challenge Wang Bing, why don't you issue a challenge!"

Was he deliberately trying to trick me into coming down here, just to play a trick on me?

Ma Long, of course, couldn't admit it, but he looked at Zhuquetai with a smile and said, "Haha, no."

I'm just waiting for Wang Bing to finish his wine!

At that moment, he made eye contact with Wang, who was holding a wine glass.

Startled, Wang Bing's smug expression changed drastically, and he felt a sudden unease, abruptly sitting up from the recliner.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of reddish-brown liquor was sprayed evenly onto Wang Ai's face.

"Ahem~!"

Wang Bing broke out in a sweat, recalling the fear of being dominated by Ma Long, and coughed incessantly.

Wang Ai, who was deep in thought, was jolted awake by this large gulp of red wine.

The spray was evenly applied to Wang Ai's wrinkled face, and the liquid slowly seeped into her clothes along the creases.

"Bing'er! How could you be so careless!"

You choked, didn't you!

"Ahem, yes!"

"I'm injured, Grandpa, I'm withdrawing from the competition!"

Wang Bing glanced down at the stage again and found that Zhuge Qing and Ma were still staring at him.

"Bing'er, you're going to withdraw from the competition just because you choked on some wine?"

You have to believe in your own abilities!

Although you lost to Zhuge Qing, you're still second!

Feng Zhenghao echoed, "Yes!"

Young Master Wang Bing, there's no need to underestimate yourself. Your abilities are evident to all.

Upon hearing this, Wang Bing fell into a brief moment of contemplation, his already small brain rapidly heating up.

He suddenly realized that this made sense, and with the flattery of Wang Ai, Feng Zhenghao, and his underlings, he regained his confidence.

Of course, these people were used to it, but Lu Ci, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed.

Even this mad dog in the supernatural community was shocked.

He concluded that Wang had some self-awareness, but not much!

"Snapped!"

Wang Bing suddenly smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

Firstly, to bolster his courage, and secondly, because this was the only object he could harm.

"Dry!"

Wang Bing roared and jumped off the Vermilion Bird Terrace.

A look of shock flashed across Lü Ci's face, and he thought to himself, "Take care!"

"Oh!"

Wang Bing landed heavily on the field, stirring up a thick cloud of dust.

Ma Long and Zhuge Qing both turned to look at him.

"Ahem, the three of us should be the strongest of our generation!"

Wang Bing uttered a sentence that left the two of them stunned.

Zhuge Qing quickly waved his hand: "Don't touch it!"

How dare you say such a thing!

"Zhuge Qing, you have the home-field advantage, don't think I don't know that!"

You were lucky to beat me in Zhuge Village, but you won't be so lucky next time!

Zhuge Qing's face was full of speechlessness as he looked helplessly at Ma Long: "This beast is really good at taking advantage of others!"

Go ahead and beat him up, I'm outta here!

"Oh, and don't kill him. The others will keep beating him up."

After leaving behind a message, Zhuge Qing used his skills to leap onto the Azure Dragon Platform.

He looked at it for a moment, then frowned and said, "Six, in this short time, my cloak has been stolen?"

Ah Bai, what do you think?

Zhuge Bai: "Steal?"

She took it right in front of me!

"Are you just going to stand by and watch?"

"(⊙﹏⊙) She has a knife!"

……

Wang Bing, brimming with confidence, looked at Ma Long with an arrogant air: "Ma Long!"

Last time at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, you used your cleverness to win.

This time, you're doomed!

Ma Long was equally speechless, wondering if this guy's brain capacity was zero.

You have the nerve to say that!

If it weren't for Wang Ai last time, you would be dead!

"Haha, I almost forgot. Ma Long, you ambushed me and tried to kill me last time. How despicable!"

"Damn it~ Forget it, there's no point in talking to you, you beast."

"You don't have any helpers for this competition, do you?"

Wang Bing sneered, "Heh, I could have defeated you myself last time, why would I need outside help?"

As he spoke, he roared, "Gentlemen, I will have a fair duel with Malone."

No one is allowed to interfere, and of course, you don't need to worry about me, Old Deng.

I can absolutely beat Malone myself!

Wang Ai on the stage had an uneasy expression and remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.

Ma Long nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, you said it!"

I don't even know how else I can torture you!

Wang Bing didn't care about any of that; he was full of confidence at that moment: "Hahaha."

Arrogant!

Wang Bing's body was enveloped in black Qi, and he suddenly rushed towards Ma Long, fiercely raising his thick arm.

Wang Bing was filled with murderous intent, and a black gale arose, creating a solemn deathly aura in the arena.

Malone watched calmly as Wang Bing suddenly erupted in anger and charged towards him.

"Damn! I have to say, you're actually pretty convincing!"

If I didn't know you were a good-for-nothing.

"You think you can fool me?"