One person: Fusion [Luo], a completely unlicensed black doctor

The last group of matches

"Please welcome the two contestants, Bai Yuan and Wang Bing..."

"Enter!"

With a loud shout from the referee on the field.

The final match of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony's quarterfinals has arrived.

At the entrance passage of the stadium,

Wang Ai suddenly felt a pang of guilt, and the scene of being beaten that day flashed through her mind again.

He couldn't help but give his grandson some instructions:

"My dear child, you are the future of the Wang family. Sometimes, losing face is acceptable. Bai Yuan is a strong brat. If the situation turns against you, just admit defeat..."

"After all, neither Great-Grandfather nor Lü Ci were his match. It's not shameful for you to lose to that sorcerer..."

Wang Bing remained silent.

He simply walked towards the inside of the arena.

He felt that his great-grandfather had really been beaten too much... and was getting senile...

They had lost their former courage.

Great-grandfather had no idea just how powerful he was, possessing two thousand-year-old 'elves'!

Feng Zhenghao is like a frog at the bottom of a well...

My great-grandfather lost his courage...

Ah...

Wang Bing stepped onto the field, full of vigor and exuding a powerful confidence.

Great-grandfather lost face, so let him get it back today!

What you just said really underestimated him!

Why should he, Wang Bing, avoid the sharp edge of a mere healer from the Quanxing Sect?!

Holding the spirit of a thousand years, who dares to call my name?

...

Wang Ai walked onto the stands at this moment.

Lu Ci glanced at him, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but said nothing.

Wang Ai looked at the old Celestial Master and his group not far ahead, and slowly said to Lü Ci:

"Old Lu, my Bing'er is not the same as before. Just watch, perhaps today, Bing'er will be able to trample Bai Yuan underfoot and wash away the shame of yesterday!"

"Watch closely later..."

"How my Bing'er beat that little brat Bai Yuan to a pulp!!"

The voice just fell,

The surprise in Lü Ci's eyes turned into astonishment...

When did this old man go so 'crazy'?

Is it possible?

Is he trying to steal the title of 'mad dog' from himself?

The audience members on stage also got into the groove...

All eyes were focused on the two people who slowly walked into the arena below.

Compared to Wang Bing's 'unruly' expression.

Bai Yuan appeared quite ordinary, still with one hand in his pocket, as if he were just going through the motions.

"Both players have entered the arena, the match begins!"

The referee shouted again, "The match has officially begun!"

Seeing a Quanxing black-clad doctor with one hand in his pocket and a calm expression, Wang Bing immediately gritted his teeth and said:

"Bai Yuan! You bastard! A mere Quanxing demon, you dare to stand before me? Otherwise, you'll be..."

Before Wang Bing could finish speaking, Bai Yuan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Wang Bing, who was halfway through his sentence, was met with his first ever whip kick...

boom--!

A sharp tearing sound came from the air.

Bai Yuan's leg swept across Wang Bing!

The latter's entire body instantly deformed!

It presents an exaggeratedly curved shape, with the head and body not on the same level, and the feet are off the ground in a rotating posture, as if a huge force is slamming him to one side.

One second later,

boom--!

Wang Bing was transformed into a cannonball, half of his body embedded in the protective wall on one side. Blood gushed from his mouth like a leaky sieve, and his right hand was dislocated to a visible degree.

But now his eyes were glazed over, his mind was blank, and a brief period of mental emptiness occurred...

where am I?

who am I?

What's wrong with me?

...Were you hit by a dump truck?

What new tactics are in Chapter 92?

Wang Bing was like a shot put, half of his body embedded in the left wall of the court.

Everything that happened in an instant,

This caused Wang Bing's brain to be unable to keep up with the reaction!

The sudden, violent impact caused a brief mental blank, resulting in memory loss...

But the next second,

The intense pain radiating from all parts of his body felt like thousands of steel needles piercing his skin simultaneously. The overwhelming pain caused the bewildered Wang Bing to howl in agony...

At the same time, he also remembered what had happened.

Bai Yuan casually patted his pants, his eyes lowered.

"Let me kneel down before you..."

"You idiot."

"I'll make you fly!"

He really couldn't understand it. He hadn't hidden anything in his previous matches, and many people had seen it.

As long as Wang Bing isn't completely out of his mind...

They will then be able to collect their own information in advance.

Even if this idiot didn't collect any information about me, I still beat up Wang Ai. How could that old geezer Wang Ai possibly tell his grandson about my strength?

The results of it?

This idiot from the Wang family, the moment he stepped onto the stage, made me kneel down to him again?

The tone clearly indicated that he knew he had hit Wang Ai...

But now that I know, how could I dare to say that?

Damn it... are you trying to do something abstract at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?

...

In the stands,

The spectators who came to watch the match were completely stunned...

"Hmm...hiss...this...this guy's here to do abstract art?"

"It's over! We've really encountered an innate abstract holy body!"

"It's really terrifying... When Lord Wang Bing first appeared, he was domineering and heroic, with confidence radiating from his brows. He even declared that he would make the Quanxing Black Doctor kneel down on the spot. To be honest, when he spoke, I thought he was a real man. But seeing him now... I think he's really just a nobody on the street!"

"Hey buddy, why are you bringing up books?"

"Hahaha! You've really cracked me up. How dare Wang Bing make this 'One-Punch Man' kneel before him??"

"I guess he didn't cover himself properly with the blanket last night, and a zombie stole his head!"

"Keep your voice down, Old Master Wang is here too..."

Listening to the sounds coming from around me...

Wang Ai's expression froze at that moment.

then,

My whole body began to tremble slightly.

A tremendous rage and hatred surged within him, spreading wildly like wildfire across a forest. He gripped his cane tightly, his fingertips turning white, and the end of the cane trembled slightly.

This monster!!!

He never imagined that Bai Yuan would be so...uncivilized!

Before his own grandson could even finish a complete sentence, this despicable Quanxing sorcerer attacked without warning!

At that moment, Wang Ai desperately wanted to drop everything, stand up, and yell at those below.

"Don't you fucking know the rules?!"

'Who attacks you with dirty tricks the moment they meet?'

It turns out that

When someone is consumed by rage and trembling with anger, their teammates will always find a perfect moment to finish them off...

Lu Ci looked at Wang Ai with a clear look of confusion in his eyes and asked, puzzled, "..."

"Brother Wang, didn't you say your grandson was going to beat Bai Yuan until he knelt down and begged for mercy?"

"How come...it's reversed now?"

"Could this be some new tactic?"

In tone,

Three parts doubt,

Three points remain unanswered.

The rest was all mockery.

"Lu Ci!! You...you just keep watching!"

Wang Ai tried her best to control the trembling of her face.

He had never found the 'mad dog' beside him so repulsive!

He wanted to intervene, to help his grandson, and to kill... that Quanxing sorcerer in one fell swoop...

But in the next moment,

Wang Ai's body suddenly trembled, and Lü Ci beside her was puzzled.

Then I heard Wang Ai's deep voice.

"Lu Ci! Now open your dog eyes wide and watch how my grandson beats that Quanxing demon so badly he runs away with his tail between his legs!!"