After Wang Bin became familiar with Li Mingyang's tactics, he gradually gained the upper hand.

After another twenty or so moves, Li Mingyang was finally pushed away by Wang Bin and took several steps backward before regaining his footing.

"I lost, fourth brother, you're really amazing!"

"Big brother, you're letting me win!"

"Fourth brother, you're being too modest. Most of the people here know Tai Chi, so it's obvious who's the best!"

"Uh, okay!"

"Ha ha!"

Wang Bin was a little embarrassed because he didn't expect everyone to know Tai Chi. Everyone laughed kindly and admired Wang Bin for being able to reach such a level at such a young age.

Wang Bin chatted with everyone for a while longer. Seeing that it was getting late and he had to go to the apocalypse, he got up to say goodbye. He then went to say goodbye to his second master, but when he opened the door, he saw that his second master was meditating and cultivating. So he didn't disturb his second master and quietly closed the door and left.

When he got home, there was only half an hour left before he had to go back to the apocalypse. Wang Bin quickly made some preparations before returning to the apocalypse.

Seeing that Wang Bin was unharmed, everyone was relieved and celebrated again that night. They planned to make another big profit the next day, but they didn't know how it would go.

The next morning, everyone was ready and drove the tanks to the agreed location again. Unfortunately, this time only a few people showed up after a long wait. When Wang Bin asked, he learned that many people did not believe him.

Wang Bin thought it made sense. The reason why this was so successful last time was because the leader and gang lobbied on their behalf. This time, it would be difficult for them, as outsiders, to persuade the locals.

Wang Bin had originally planned to finish his work that day and move on to the next city, but now he could only stay here for a few more days.