Simultaneous travel: I am proving the great way in the heavens

Enraged, Wang Bing spared no expense and revealed his trump cards.

Just as Lu Jin had anticipated, Wang Ai had indeed prepared some measures for Wang Bing.

However, it wasn't the Divine Art passed down through generations of the Wang family, but rather several powerful spirits!

These spirits, whether used as consumables or for spirit possession to directly enhance his Qi and strength, were Wang Ai's trump cards to ensure Wang Bing's victory.

Unfortunately, after being struck twice by Luo Fu's Five Thunder Righteous Methods, Wang Bing, in his fury, completely forgot Wang Ai's instructions.

Glaring at Luo Fu, Wang Bing summoned the trump cards Wang Ai had prepared for him without a second thought, swallowing more than one spirit.

In that instant, the rapidly increasing and uncontrollable Qi plunged Wang Bing into a delusional sense of power.

"Hahaha… You think you can fight me? You're not worthy!" Wang Bing laughed maniacally, the veins on his face bulging and faintly turning an ominous black.

"I am destined to stand at the pinnacle of this world. This world exists to welcome my arrival. Since you dare to resist me, even dare to hurt me, prepare to pay with your life!"

As he spoke, Wang Bing charged towards Luo Fu ferociously.

"Bing'er!!" Entangled by Lu Jin's Five Thunder Talismans, even with Wang Ai's best efforts, it was impossible to break free in a short time.

Seeing Wang Bing lose his mind, Wang Ai glared at Lu Jin and said, "Lu Jin, enough! I've already conceded defeat for Bing'er. What else do you want?"

"What do I want?" Lu Jin sneered, "Your concession is useless. Your grandson is still fighting my disciple!!"

At that moment, Wang Ai, who hated Lu Jin to the core, subconsciously entertained a dark thought.

If Wang Bing were to die at Luo Fu's hands, would the Wang family be able to climb out of Luo Fu's pit?

This thought was quickly dismissed by Wang Ai.

But even so, facing the charging Wang Bing, the Big Dipper instantly appeared behind Luo Fu. As a glimmer of starlight flashed, Luo Fu's figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Star Breathing · Seventh Form · Yao Guang Shattering Army!

In the next moment, starlight flickered around Wang Bing, and each time the starlight intensified, a terrifying, bone-deep wound would appear on Wang Bing's body.

The starlight flashed continuously for several breaths before Luo Fu's figure reappeared. At the same time, Wang Bing was already covered in wounds and collapsed, unable to bear the burden.

Ghost Slayer Luo Fu, aiming for Sun Breathing and Moon Breathing, developed this Star Breathing technique by referencing the characteristics of many breathing techniques from later generations that he understood.

The seventh form, Yao Guang Shattering Army, is based on the means by which Yoriichi Tsugikuni left Muzan Kibutsuji with a fear that penetrated his genes and even his soul.

In an instant, fifteen hundred cuts!!

Of course, neither Ghost Slayer Luo Fu nor Zhang Luo Fu has yet reached Yoriichi Tsugikuni's peak speed.

Even so, in that instant of flickering starlight, Luo Fu used his palm as a blade to inflict a full two minor heavenly cycles of cuts on Wang Bing's body.

A minor heavenly cycle is one hundred and eight, and a major heavenly cycle is three hundred and sixty-five. Two minor heavenly cycles is two hundred and sixteen cuts.

Each cut was bone-deep, and although using his palm as a blade, the terrifying lethality brought about by extreme speed still reached a sharpness capable of slicing hair.

"Bing'er!!" Wang Ai was filled with grief and indignation.

Also realizing Wang Bing's miserable fate, Lu Jin paused, giving Wang Ai a chance to break free from the Five Thunder Talisman's blockade and quickly arrive in front of his beloved grandson.

Seeing Wang Bing's body, which looked as if he had been subjected to slow slicing, Wang Ai was initially enraged, but he quickly suppressed his anger.

This was not the time to seek revenge on Luo Fu, or even to say harsh words.

Otherwise, the Wang family would be completely dragged into Luo Fu's pit.

Without even looking at Luo Fu, Wang Ai picked up Wang Bing and said to the referee, "My grandson is seriously injured and unconscious. He has lost now. Can the result be announced?"

The Longhu Mountain Taoist acting as referee was also startled by Wang Bing's injuries. Hearing this, he quickly announced loudly, "The winner of this match is San Yi Sect, Zhang Luo Fu!!"

After announcing the result, the referee quickly came to Wang Ai and said, "Patriarch Wang, your grandson is too seriously injured. Does he need Longhu Mountain to provide treatment?"

Wang Ai carried Wang Bing and walked out of the martial arts arena, saying without turning his head, "No need, my Wang family has its own healing methods!!"

"This grandson is really ruthless. Even the roast duck chefs don't have this skill!!"

In the audience, Wang Ye, who had personally witnessed Luo Fu's final flickering starlight that almost slowly sliced Wang Ai, couldn't help but click his tongue.

Luo Fu's seventh form was truly terrifying.

Fast!!

Too fast!!

Once he was stuck by him, then he would really only suffer the fate of being slowly sliced.

In that instant, between flashes of lightning, countless judgments, countless slices open Wang Bing's muscles, each cut seeing bone, but not hurting the bone at all.

Even when Wang Ye was eating roast duck in Beijing, no matter how skilled the duck-slicing chef, he didn't have this skill.

"So… so terrifying! This is simply slow slicing!!" Cang Long said with lingering fear, "Fortunately, he never used this move when we competed with Luo Fu before!!!"

"What are you afraid of?" Bai Shixue was also frightened by Luo Fu's brutal methods, even her face was a little pale, but she still stubbornly said, "It doesn't matter, you're fat, you have a lot of meat, even if you take this move, at most you'll just be seriously injured."

"What kind of talk is that?" Cang Long said unhappily, "Even if I'm fat, my heart is true to the Ice Snow Goddess Linglong."

"Cang Long, don't drag everything onto me!!" Lu Linglong was still struggling with the marriage proposal Lu Jin had made last night. Hearing this, she couldn't help but glance at Cang Long.

Zhi Jinhua smiled slyly, put her arms around Lu Linglong from behind, and said, "Linglong, you should tell Cang Long not to say that again, otherwise you're afraid Luo Fu will misunderstand!!"

"You little hussy, you're talking nonsense again!!" Lu Linglong immediately became embarrassed and annoyed.

Cang Long looked puzzled.

What do you mean don't say that, what will Luo Fu misunderstand?

Bai Shixue smiled slyly, her gaze quickly falling on the martial arts arena.