Who Could Speak for Chikan Bay

Splash~

Small shards of glass were scattered on the ground.

Shops lining both sides of the street had their windows violently smashed from the outside.

Many vehicles were blaring their horns, which became increasingly annoying. Some students from Ojima simply stepped forward and quieted them down.

Simba didn't make another move; he simply led the team deeper into Chikan Bay.

He disdained to take action against the members of the Nanxing Association.

As the pinnacle of Weidao High School, at least in terms of his status within the underworld, only the Spokesperson of Chikan Bay could barely rival him.

Behind Simba were three faction leaders, who, judging from their positions, were most likely Grandmaster- level martial artists.

Looking around the streets, students from Weidao Island Nanxing Association's garrison were locked in fierce combat, and the situation was quite clear.

The leaders of those factions hardly made a move; they only occasionally went up to exchange a few blows with martial artists from the Nanxing Association when they encountered them on a whim.

In such a battle among ordinary people, the fighters would naturally perform quite well.

To be precise, their performances were all quite outstanding.

Each of them is capable of taking on multiple opponents single-handedly, and they all seem to be handling it with ease.

Although Simba didn't personally participate in the battle, he still devoted some of his attention to observing the situation.

Naturally aware of everything happening on the street, he turned his head and said, "This year's freshmen are of pretty high quality."

Ahua nodded. "Indeed, Luo Mingzhong, Shi Yan, and that Changhu over there, are all among the best."

"Changhu? I think I've heard that name before." Simba looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, lost in thought.

Ahua immediately gave a reply.

"A She intervened yesterday to save him."

"Oh right, that's right. We should definitely prevent such promising talents from being stifled by other forces."

As the two were talking, from the other end of the street, a muscular man from the Nanxing Association led a group of men galloping towards them.

Without stopping to utter any harsh words, the muscular man took the lead and charged directly into the Weidao High School's lines.

As the only Innate Martial Artist in the Nanxing Association, he was the only one who could step forward in the absence of Thirteen Yao.

Relying on his superhuman strength, he charged through the crowd, quickly killing dozens of Ojima students.

Unfortunately, this good fortune didn't last long.

The Nanxing Association lacks powerful martial artists, but Weidao High School has no shortage of them.

Even the first group of Innate Martial Artist who rushed out to take down the muscular man numbered three.

The muscular man was alone, making it difficult to divide the pieces, so they decided to attack together.

"Grass!"

With a single punch, he sent the Ojima man in front of him flying. The muscular man exuded a strong sense of ruthlessness as his gaze swept over the Ojima executives surrounding him.

"Damn, this guy's got some skills."

One of the executives from Weidao High School spat and then lunged at the muscular man again.

Strictly speaking, even among Innate Martial Artist, muscular men cannot be considered weak.

Unfortunately, he had just been defeated by Grandmaster not long ago and was far from fully recovered, not to mention that he had to deal with several martial artists of the same level at the moment.

No matter how strong his will was, he could only bow his head in the face of cruel reality.

The muscular man was quickly knocked to the ground. One of the Ojima executives, not holding back, kicked the muscular man in the head like a soccer ball, killing him instantly.

No one on Ojima's side paid any attention.

In wars between top powers, even Grandmaster cannot remain unscathed; mere Innate Martial Artist are nothing more than stronger ants.

The fighting between the two groups continued, but the resistance from the Nanxing Association was clearly weakening, with only a few Nanxing Association members still fighting with their backs to the shops.

Simba, who was walking at the front of the group, suddenly stopped. His ears twitched involuntarily.

He stated, with little emotional fluctuation, "It's truly disappointing that you only realized it now."

Several streets away, several figures could be clearly seen leaping across rooftops, rapidly heading towards the location of the students from Ojima.

"Damn it, it really is someone from Ojima."

Lou Yunyi felt the strong wind blowing in his face and felt a slight toothache.

I played intensely all night and hadn't even had a chance to rest when this happened.

Below them, Dao Long was driving a completely black sedan. He floored the accelerator, barely managing to keep up with these Grandmaster martial artists.

Lu Bai, on the other hand, sat calmly in the back seat of the car, even taking in the scenery outside the window.

"Simba! How dare you touch anyone from my Nanxing Association!"

Before the Thirteen Yao Orphans even arrived, their furious shouts echoed throughout the entire street.

It's hard to say whether he was as angry as he appeared, but he absolutely had to make his stance clear, otherwise the team would be difficult to manage.

Therefore, upon arriving, without saying a word, he immediately threw a punch at Simba.

Bang!!!

A violent aura swept out instantly, and the windows that were already mostly destroyed were shattered by the aftershocks of the attack.

When the smoke cleared, everyone was horrified to find that Simba hadn't done anything at all.

Without even raising his hand, he single-handedly withstood the furious blow from Thirteen Yao with his bare chest.

While Thirteen Yao's attack power is indeed considered weak among Grandmaster- level martial artists, it's somewhat exaggerated to think that he could withstand the attack solely through physical strength.

Every single student on Ojima who witnessed this scene roared with excitement.

Even the many deathmatch fighters mixed in with him were terrified by Simba's performance.

"Simba! Simba!!"

"This is the man standing atop the island!"

"Ojima is invincible!"

Noah Zorro and the Crow Commander arrived one after another, and their hearts sank upon seeing the scene. They did not want to face such a vicious person.

But now that things have come to this, there's no other way but to stand up.

Thirteen Yao retreated immediately upon contact, landing next to Lou Yunyi and the others.

Simba didn't retaliate. He lowered his head and brushed non-existent dust off his chest with the back of his hand.

He then straightened his school uniform collar and said calmly, "There's no point in fighting you guys. Hurry up and get Dao Ming Si out to see me."

Upon hearing this, Thirteen Yao's lips twitched.

He naturally wouldn't Dao Master isn't in Chikan Bay," but instead righteously and sternly rebuked, "In the past, Chikan Bay and Weidao High School kept to themselves. Now you've brought so many people here; are you planning to destroy the stability that has been maintained?"

"Stablize?"

Simba sneered, "Weren't you people from Chikan Bay the first to come looking for trouble on my Weidao Island?"

"With so many people in Chikan Bay, can just any one person represent Chikan Bay?"

Thirteen Yao was also a little annoyed. "This is utterly absurd! You might as well just say so..."

Squeak~

Thirteen Yao was only halfway through his sentence when Dao Long's vehicle arrived at the scene.