Zhou Bin looked at the old man in front of him and felt that his voice was as loud as a bell, full of energy. It seemed that this old man really had some skills.
However, Zhou Bin was not panicked. Ever since his master helped him to get through the last level, his Qigong had become very advanced.
He estimated that there were few people who were better than him, so he was very calm.
He said with a smile: "Old man, I see that you are old, so I won't bother with you. Don't always say you want to teach someone a lesson. Let me ask you, do you have the ability to do that?"
"Ha! Boy, you still look down on me?" Wang Yulun was furious.
Zhou Bin smiled lightly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I'm saying that everyone here is garbage!"
Wow! There was a great uproar, and everyone was furious.
This guy is really arrogant! He dares to call everyone rubbish. This is really too much!
Before everyone finished discussing, Wang Yulun leaped up and slapped Zhou Bin in the chest.
Wang Yulun did not hold back in this palm strike and used almost all his strength.
He wanted to knock Zhou Bin down with one palm, otherwise he would not be able to relieve his anger!
Zhou Bin took a look and found that the old man's palm power was indeed extraordinary.
He also wanted to try out the power of the Thunder Palm he had practiced before.
So he concentrated his mind and energy, stood straight, suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped out.
"Hey!" Zhou Bin shouted, and his two palms came together.
This was a big deal. The two men's palms came together and there was a loud bang.
Wang Yulun immediately lost his balance and fell backwards like a windmill.
Bang! With a muffled sound, Wang Yulun fell directly from the stage onto the grass, his face ashen and sweating profusely from the pain.
Everyone took a closer look and gasped! Their faces were filled with fear! It turned out that Wang Yulun's right palm was broken, revealing a bloody wrist.
"What the hell!" The crowd burst into thunderous exclamations, and everyone was so scared that their eyeballs almost popped out.
What's going on? Where is Master Wang's palm? Why is it gone?
Looking at Zhou Bin again, he was standing on the stage motionless, looking calm and composed.
When he saw Wang Yulun's miserable condition, he couldn't help but say, "Tsk tsk, Old Wang, if you can't do it, don't go on stage. Now look what has happened. You are so old and disabled!"
Ren Biao's face completely collapsed, becoming uglier than a fart collapse.
He stood up tremblingly, walked quickly to Wang Yulun's side and asked nervously: "Master Wang, how are you?"
Wang Yulun shook his head with a pale face: "Master, we are no match for him, you should stop."
After saying this, Wang Yulun fainted. Ren Biao was so panicked that he shouted at the top of his voice: "Hurry up, help Master Wang."
The doctor who had been waiting on the side rushed forward to check and found that Wang Yulun's palm was broken, revealing the white bones.
The doctor was also shocked and hurriedly carried him back for treatment.
Zhou Bin took out a tissue and wiped his hands, then asked, "Biaozi, who else do you have? Come up."
Ren Biao's face turned pale and he couldn't utter a word. He sat down in his seat angrily and stopped talking.
It was already afternoon, so Ye Chen signaled to the host that today's competition was over and everyone should go back and rest.
Zhou Bin and Zhao Xiong also returned to the room that was arranged for them. As soon as they entered the room, Zhao Xiong could not hide his excitement and said to Zhou Bin: "Zhou Bin, you really opened my eyes! Who are you? Why are you so powerful?"
Zhou Bin grinned: "I am a farmer from Beiyuan Village. I told you a long time ago."
Zhao Xiong shook his head and said, "No, you must be extraordinary. Wang Yulun is such a powerful character, but he was defeated with just one palm. I can't imagine it."
Zhou Bin laughed and said, "It's not that I'm so great, it's that old man is not good enough, but he pretends to be so good."
Zhao Xiong looked at Zhou Bin in shock: "Wang Yulun's Vajra Palm is not something that ordinary people can withstand. Even so, you still say he can't do it? Oh my God, who are you?"
Zhou Bin laughed: "Hey, why do you keep fussing over this? Isn't it enough to just defeat them? You can go tomorrow."
When Zhao Xiong saw Zhou Bin's relaxed expression, his worries completely disappeared.
Zhou Bin’s abilities are simply too great, many times stronger than mine.
From this point of view, it is extremely easy to deal with these people.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved, so they both went back to rest easily.
After breakfast the next day, a new competition officially began.
At this time, two people had already been defeated, leaving only Ye Chen and Ma Weizhao.
Ye Chen actually didn't want to take the lead and hoped that Ma Weizhao would take action first.
But Ma Weizhao looked calm and was unwilling to take action.
At this time, Ye Chen couldn't care less and decided to teach Zhou Bin a lesson today.
In fact, after the game ended last night, these people got together to discuss countermeasures.
Everyone was very surprised and thought that Yang Lin was completely senile for wanting that boy to be the president.
But after the first day of competition, everyone was dumbfounded. This seemingly carefree boy turned out to be so powerful.
Even Ma Weizhao was deeply surprised. He had been determined to get the position of president before, but now he was a little confused.
Especially in the last game, Wang Yulun's crushing defeat made all of them realize that the gap between them and Zhou Bin was quite large.
But the competition has already begun, they can't just run away!
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