A Stunning Debut: Red Pole Little Blade Wen!

Guangwang Street.

Both sides in the melee froze.

The Deer-Chasing War had barely begun, and Dao Youming, on whom Thunder God Shed had pinned its hopes, had dropped dead on the spot.

Even a fool could tell that Li Xiuwen, this Straw Sandal, had entered the Tiger-Elephant Gate. He simply had not undergone Initiation as a Red Pole.

By ordinary reckoning, in a straight-up clash of fists and feet, only someone at the Tiger-Elephant Gate could kill another fighter at the same level in peak condition!

Even someone at the Flood Dragon Muscle Pinnacle who practiced profound Hard Qigong could only trade blows with a Tiger-Elephant fighter thanks to formidable defense—enough to stay alive, nothing more.

Endurance, explosive power, lethality, speed, anticipation, perception... against the Flood Dragon Muscle Pinnacle, the Tiger-Elephant Gate held an advantage in every dimension.

With Dao Youming gone, the tide of attack and defense on the Red Poles' battlefield reversed in an instant.

Thunder God Lo glared at Heavenly-Liang Old Man, his face twisted with rage. "You fat bastard! Li Xiuwen had entered the Tiger-Elephant Gate, and you didn't say a word? Going for a sneak attack, were you?"

Heavenly-Liang Old Man's palm, broad as a fan, kept hammering down. He laughed with delight even as he cursed, "Fuck you! You talk like I knew!"

Heavenly-Liang Old Man felt wronged too!

That A Wen could really keep a secret.

Entering the Tiger-Elephant Gate was such a huge deal, yet he had kept it bottled up.

The three Red Poles of Hesheng Tu had held a meeting yesterday and spent ages grieving in silence, thinking their gang was about to fall apart. All those tears for nothing!

After killing Dao Youming, Li Xiuwen surveyed the scene.

Thunder God Shed's Straw Sandals and Four-Nines backed away. Not