Chu Ping'an: This Li Baimei Really Is Showy

In the blink of an eye, another hour or so had passed.

Now Jin Wuliang was absolutely certain that the kid had been bluffing earlier.

It's just that the methods are a bit unique, and it actually looks quite convincing.

However, he wasn't in a hurry. It was only three hours, which was nothing to him or to this level of intensity.

Those evenly matched and fiercely contested battles could last for days, months, or even years.

To think that one can rely on attrition to deal with oneself right now is quite naive.

At this moment, Li Baimei, who was, in some ways, the closest to Lu Changzhi, was also somewhat unsure of what to do.

This powerful figure was unusually quiet; he hadn't made a sound for so long, just lying there like that.

He even wondered if this powerful figure had just fallen asleep.

Of course, falling asleep is unlikely for someone at this level of mastery; they are probably meditating or contemplating.

In short, whatever the reason, he chose not to disturb them and simply waited Jingjing.

The composure of this senior is truly enviable.

Just as I was thinking this, I noticed that the senior had manipulated his body to stand up and then stretched.

Sensing this, Li Baimei couldn't help but wonder, "Could the senior have really been sleeping just now?"

For some reason, he always felt that the other person was actually capable of doing such a thing.

After all, they just brought out such a comfortable recliner. People who don't sleep definitely wouldn't even bring out a recliner. If they did, then they're probably the ones who brought out a recliner.

As Lu Changzhi stood up, the crowd, who had been dozing off, perked up.

All eyes turned to Lu Changzhi.

Jin Wuliang's voice also rang out at the opportune moment.

"What, the person you called has finally arrived?"

Lu Changzhi glanced at Jin Wuliang.

"You want to see them?"

"Can you call him?"

Jin Wuliang immediately responded, his words a sharp rebuttal.

"Don't be in such a hurry."

As Lu Changzhi spoke, he raised his hand and took out an item.

"What good stuff did they take out this time?"

Filled with doubt and curiosity, everyone immediately examined the new item that Lu Changzhi had taken out.

Many people then showed expressions of confusion.

"What is this object? It looks like a stick, but it's not quite a stick. Why is it made like this?"

What is this hole for?

"That's strange. If it's a stick, with the middle hollow, wouldn't it lack power when used to hit someone? It might even break easily."

"But if it's not used to hit people, what is it used for?"

Some people shook their heads in confusion.

Some people were trying to sense the aura emanating from the object, attempting to determine its function.

However, this thing was still quite different from what they knew.

Among all the onlookers, one person recognized him and identified him as Chu Ping'an.

At this moment, he stared blankly at the object in Lu Changzhi's hand.

The pose, the look, and the way it's held it...

Although he was somewhat unsure, it vaguely reminded him of a small tool he had previously used to promote peace on Blue Star:

A sniper rifle.

After taking a deep look at the object, and then glancing at Li Baimei, Chu Ping'an had only one thought in his mind:

"This Li Baimei is really flashy. Isn't he afraid of being recognized?"

This design, this feel—anyone from Blue Star could probably recognize it.

After the initial surprise, Chu Ping'an's curiosity was piqued.

"Where did this thing come from? It couldn't have been hand-rubbed by him, could it?"

And how is this thing used?

To be honest, he was actually quite interested.

Amidst the puzzled and curious gazes of the crowd, Lu Changzhi looked at the few people who had been summoned at the back.

Then he raised his hand and waved.

"Brush--"

Such a big melon, and it just went straight into that tiny hole.

Then everyone felt the pole begin to gather power.

Seeing this, everyone looked expectantly towards the chaotic battleground.

Based on what they had seen before, this melon was quite extraordinary. Now, if they used this melon as a weapon to launch an attack, could the old man withstand it?

Amidst everyone's attention,

One breath, two breaths, Sanxi —time passed little by little.

Li Baimei held it there, the feeling of pent-up energy continuing, yet it seemed as if he was deliberately holding it back, refusing to release it.

Jin Wuliang was distracted by the object. Seeing that so much time had passed and the inserted melon still hadn't ejaculated, Jin Wuliang's brows furrowed slightly.

He wasn't afraid of the opponent making a move, but the feeling of holding back a powerful attack was unsettling.

After waiting for a while, most of the people had a judgment on Lu Changzhi's plan.

This method requires sufficient time to accumulate strength.

The situation is now very clear:

He used the Artifact Spirit of the painting and the brush to trap the old man, and then used the artifact with accumulated power to severely injure or even kill him.

In that case, the opponent probably won't just Jingjing and wait for the power to continue to accumulate, right?

Some people had their own guesses.

Sure enough, they soon sensed that Jin Wuliang's attacks seemed even stronger than before.

The disparity in strength between the two sides became even more pronounced at this point.

It seems this powerful individual is still very wary of this move.

Correspondingly, the two Artifact Spirit also shifted their focus in a timely manner, clearly cooperating to obstruct the process.

Although they didn't know what Lu Changzhi's plan was, given the other party's strong reaction, they knew they had to try to stop him.

As both sides shifted their strategies, the situation changed accordingly, but it was clear that the two Artifact Spirit were still able to block Jin Wuliang's attacks.

At the same time, Li Baimei's figure was constantly shifting within this space, and his speed was also incredibly fast.

Time flew by amidst the constant flashing of four figures from both sides.

As they waited, everyone realized something was wrong.

"Why does it take so long to charge up?"

Someone couldn't help but speak up.

The person next to him nodded in agreement and then said...

"Perhaps all the more powerful methods are like this; they require enough time."

"But speaking of which, if it takes so much time, why didn't you make a move in the previous few hours?"

Jin Wuliang also noticed something amiss at this moment.

Although the feeling of accumulating power was always there, overall it didn't feel like I was getting stronger; instead, it had a somewhat intimidating quality.

Whether it's just a bluff or something genuinely serious, it's impossible to determine at this point.

He had to spare some attention to guard against the kid's attacks, which was actually quite distracting.

At that moment, Jin Wuliang let out a cold snort.

"Kid, all you do is hold it up without shooting, just bluffing!"