Keep the Good Stuff in the Family

"Let me see how real your strength really is!"

As Jin Wuliang finished speaking...

Boom!

With a muffled thud, his entire being unleashed a powerful aura, far surpassing his previous strength.

A blood-red mist surrounded him, as if it could unleash a world-destroying power at any moment.

However, he did not make a move directly, but stared at Li Baimei's figure with a solemn expression on his face.

"It seems this aura truly posed a threat to him."

Seeing Jin Wuliang's reaction, many people felt a slight stirring in their hearts.

Gu De stared intently at Li Baimei's figure, with only one thought in his mind.

How many more tricks is he hiding?

On the other side, a glimmer of light finally appeared in Chu Ping'an's eyes, as if he had emerged from a drowsy state, and he murmured softly.

"Yes, that's right, that's how it should be."

Compared to them, most people's thoughts were actually quite simple: to get rid of the old man.

Only when this old man is dealt with can they be safe.

I kept thinking and waiting for the result, and in the process, time was passing by little by little.

Soon, many people realized something and looked at Li Baimei with somewhat strange expressions.

"Could this be a repeat of the same old trick?"

The previous melon was only made after a considerable amount of time had passed, and now, with the aura rising, even more time has gone by.

However, given the previous examples, no one thought that the next move would be a lengthy attack.

After all, they were initially fooled, but the next bombshell dropped even faster than theirs.

The crowd was just watching the spectacle.

Jin Wuliang's expression grew increasingly solemn.

If they really resort to the same old tricks, it will likely be far more troublesome than the melon incident just now.

He dared not be careless in the slightest, but at the same time, he did not take the initiative to make a move.

The current situation is that both sides are holding each other off, and whoever makes the first move is likely to find themselves in a passive position, at least for him.

At that moment, Li Baimei moved.

Brush--

His figure vanished from the spot and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Jin Wuliang.

Jin Wuliang's pupils contracted slightly; the opponent's speed was even faster than before.

This is absolutely outrageous!

Even with external forces, it's impossible for someone who seems to have average strength to reach this level.

As he flashed forward, Li Baimei also raised one of his arms.

The process of raising the arm was like pulling an invisible bowstring.

When he raised his arm high, it was as if all the power was gathered in his palm.

All the momentum that had been building up in his hand vanished as if it had suddenly disappeared before he even made a move.

Sensing this change, Jin Wuliang's pupils suddenly contracted. Without having time to think, he immediately took action to deal with it.

Although he was responding passively, he actually made the first move.

Li Baimei only let out a soft shout after Jin Wuliang made a move.

"I'll slap you, first move!"

As soon as he spoke, Li Baimei spread his eyebrows and fingers, slapping out a perfect arc with his large hand.

"Smack!"

No one knew what kind of fight had taken place; all they heard was an incredibly crisp slap that drowned out all other sounds in the world.

This surprised many people, and they couldn't help but show expressions of doubt on their faces.

Did I hear that right?

Someone murmured softly.

"What could be making that noise? Isn't that the kind of sound ordinary people make when they're fighting?"

Gu De's face also showed surprise.

The aura that had just been there vanished in an instant. He clearly sensed just how strong that aura was, and the power that the old man had accumulated.

The collision of these two forces should have produced an astonishing spectacle; he had even wondered if the World in the Painting might collapse under such immense pressure.

But the sudden slap sound left him somewhat bewildered.

If this power didn't erupt, where did it go?

Gu De looked at Jin Wuliang, who was standing there blankly, the blood-red handprint on his face so striking.

Gu De's attention was not on that, but rather on sensing Jin Wuliang's state.

The next moment, his doubts were answered, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The power that both sides had accumulated did not erupt, but it also did not disappear.

As for where he went, he now has the answer.

The good stuff shouldn't go to outsiders; this old man took it all.

The World in the Painting hasn't collapsed; it's the old man who currently appears to be on the verge of crumbling.

The bright red handprint was certainly eye-catching, but the cracks covering the body inside and out were even more terrifying.

"That's right, that's right."

Chu Ping'an finally felt a sense of satisfaction.

That's how it should be. That's what he envisioned from the beginning, but he hadn't been able to achieve it until now.

On the contrary, this one-hit kill is what he wants most right now.

Although he didn't put on this act himself, at least for now he can finally break free from the constraints of this place and leave.

Compared to the two people's keen and meticulous observation, the others present were still somewhat puzzled.

There was none of the expected clash between powerful figures; instead, the abrupt ending was far too sudden.

Many people looked puzzled as they stared at Jin Wuliang, who stood motionless for a long time.

"It can't be that weak, can it? Why isn't it moving?"

But with their careful observation, they soon came to a preliminary guess.

The old man seemed stunned by the slap, or perhaps the slap was truly solid, otherwise he wouldn't have been unable to react for so long.

Many people looked at Li Baimei's figure, only to see that he had also created a certain distance and was standing in mid-air without making any further moves.

Faced with this situation, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Why does the fight between these two feel so strange?

Lu Changzhi, who was savoring the moment within Li Baimei's body, suddenly felt a stirring in his mind.

That slap just now was truly delivered with all my might; it was a Sinking Boat, all-or-nothing move.

At this point, the impact of this approach also began to emerge.

The previously surging, almost inexhaustible power has not only vanished, but even the body's original strength has almost completely disappeared.

The moment the weakness struck, Lu Changzhi called out to Li Baimei and said...

"You come here."

After saying that, he promptly logged off.

Li Baimei immediately regained control of her body, and a wave of weakness washed over her.

Li Baimei's vision went black on the spot, her body went limp, and she stumbled and fell to the ground in full view of everyone.