"What, is that all you've got?" Wang Bin said disdainfully when he saw Master Jin take a few steps back and stop attacking.

Upon hearing this, Master Jin was furious. He shouted and kicked at Wang Bin, but Wang Bin calmly raised his hand to block it. Master Jin was even knocked back a few steps before regaining his balance.

The people around were excited when they saw Wang Bin's move. This was the style of a master. No matter how the opponent attacked, he could easily deal with it with just one hand.

"Do you have any other moves? If not, I'm about to make my move." Seeing that his opponent dared not attack again, Wang Bin also lost interest.

Master Jin guessed that Wang Bin might have practiced some kind of martial art called the Golden Bell Cover, which might be strong in defense but not necessarily in attack. So he stopped preparing to attack and decided to see how powerful Wang Bin's offensive was.

Wang Bin saw through Master Jin's thoughts, smiled faintly, and with a flash, he stood in front of Master Jin like a ghost.

Master Jin instinctively threw a punch at Wang Bin, but when the punch landed on Wang Bin's body, it felt like he had hit thin air. Then, he was slapped hard across the right cheek.

"Smack!"

The slap was so crisp that everyone around instinctively covered their faces.

Although the slap was loud, it wasn't very forceful; it only caused Master Jin a burning pain.

Master Jin covered his right cheek in disbelief, staring at Wang Bin in horror. He simply couldn't believe that a young man had slapped him in the face in front of so many people.

As a renowned expert, he had a very strong sense of pride. Once he realized what was happening, he threw a punch at Wang Bin.

But the punch seemed to hit thin air. When he withdrew his fist, Wang Bin was back in the same spot, and then he delivered another lightning-fast slap.

"Smack!"

This time, Master Jin was hit on his left cheek, and he quickly covered his burning, painful left cheek.

Master Jin now felt like killing Wang Bin. Being slapped twice in a row was even more painful than death. He roared and kept hitting Wang Bin.

But Wang Bin's body was right there, and he could see that every punch he threw hit Wang Bin, yet every punch seemed to hit thin air, which was very strange.

Even more bizarrely, every time Master Jin throws a punch, he receives a resounding slap in the face.

Master Jin threw more than ten punches in a row, and Wang Bin hit him in the face more than ten times in a row, his face was almost swollen from Wang Bin's beating.

Those around him stared at Wang Bin with their mouths agape in astonishment at this bizarre scene.

After being hit so many times, Master Jin dared not make another move. He covered his face with his hands and stared at Wang Bin in terror. He couldn't understand how Wang Bin had done it. Wang Bin was standing right in front of him, so how could he miss?

This situation reminded him of ghosts and demons from myths and legends, but it was broad daylight, so ghosts and demons couldn't possibly appear.

Wang Bin saw Master Jin holding his face and smiled faintly, thinking to himself, "Does holding your face mean there's no way to slap you?"

This time, Wang Bin took the initiative, once again only extending his right hand, while Master Jin's hands seemed to be controlled by something, causing him to move his hands away from his face.

"Clap clap clap..."

Everyone saw Wang Bin keep waving his right hand, slapping Master Jin's face more than ten times before stopping. Master Jin was already numb from Wang Bin's slaps. Even though Wang Bin stopped, his head was still swaying from side to side due to inertia.

"This is for the punch you threw at my third sister earlier. Now, I'll show you what real qigong is!"

Li Ruman, who was not far away, was very happy when she heard this. She did not expect that slapping Master Jin's face so many times was just to help her vent her anger. She felt that she had not recognized this fourth brother for nothing!

As soon as Wang Bin finished speaking, a rapidly spinning ball of air appeared in his hand. The ball of air was getting smaller and smaller, while the whooshing sound was getting louder and louder.

Upon seeing this, Jin Bo and the elementary school students behind him were all terrified and retreated, while Master Jin had not yet recovered and stood blankly in front of Wang Bin.

"Fourth brother, don't kill him!" Li Ruman was also startled when she saw this and hurriedly spoke up to stop him. She knew how powerful Wang Bin's move was. If it hit Master Jin, it would definitely kill him instantly.

Upon hearing Li Ruman's words, Wang Bin smiled faintly at her, telling her not to worry, before turning to the Korean television station and loudly proclaiming, "Open your dog eyes! This is the qigong of Chinese martial arts!"

After saying that, Wang Bin shot the ki blast in his hand towards an open window in the wall.

With a whoosh, the ki blast shot through the window and into the sky. When it reached a certain height, it made a loud bang, scaring the elementary school students so much that they sat down on the ground and stared at Wang Bin as if he were a ghost.

Wang Bin smiled faintly, turned and walked towards Li Ruman. But when he had walked a distance, about ten meters away from Master Jin, he suddenly turned around and shouted like a character from Street Fighter: "Love is more!"

As soon as the gesture was made, Master Jin was sent flying like a cannonball, flying more than ten meters before crashing to the ground in mid-air.

Those in the middle covered their faces in disbelief upon seeing this, and some even worried whether Master Jin was still alive.

"Fourth brother, you?" Li Ruman said in horror.

"Third Sister, don't worry, I didn't use much internal force, I just pushed him out!" Wang Bin said with a smile.

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