Rumble~
Shards of glass scattered across the ground.
Every shop along both sides of the street with glass windows had them smashed from the outside.
Many cars blared shrill alarms. When the noise got on their nerves, Weidao students simply went over and silenced them.
Simba made no further moves. He merely led his group deeper into Chikan Bay.
He had no interest in attacking Nanxing Association members.
As the top figure at Weidao High School, at least in terms of standing on the streets, he could only be matched by Chikan Bay's Spokesperson.
Three faction leaders followed behind Simba. Judging by their positions, they were most likely all Grandmaster martial artists.
All along the street, Weidao students and Nanxing Association guards fought one another, and the battle's outcome was already clear.
The faction leaders hardly lifted a finger. Only when they happened upon Nanxing Association martial artists did they occasionally get excited and step in to trade a few blows.
And in a brawl among ordinary people, the death fighters naturally performed well.
To be precise, they performed exceptionally well.
Almost every one of them could take on several opponents at once, and they all seemed to have plenty of room to spare.
Though Simba hadn't joined the fight himself, he still spared some attention to observe how things were going.
He knew everything happening on the street. Turning his head slightly, he said, "The juniors in this year's class are pretty good."
Ah Hua nodded. "Definitely. Luo Mingzhong and Shi Yan—and that Changhu over there, too—are among the best."
"Changhu? I think I've heard that name before." Simba gazed up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, deep in thought.
Ah Hua immediately answered.
"A She stepped in yesterday to save him."
"Oh, right. Good. We should make