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The Chang Hu, who was originally lazily heading to school with two younger fellows with a cigarette in his mouth, suddenly changed his expression drastically.

He stared at the familiar figure standing at the school gate, and the whole person fell into extreme shock.

"It’s you?!"

The bloody title on top of Lv Bai’s head once again reminded Chang Hu of the humiliation suffered in the second round of the Death Fighter showdown.

That palm that seemed to cover the sky, turned him into mincemeat.

No matter how much effort is made, it’s just like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"How could it be you..."

Chang Hu’s thoughts returned to reality, his expression unconsciously became fierce.

He clenched his fists tightly, with nails embedded in the flesh: "Just great."

Without hesitation, he also displayed his hidden titles.

[Bloody Thugs (One-Star)], [Slaughter Overture (Three Stars)], [Overbearing Power (One-Star)].

The three titles appearing above Chang Hu’s head were black text adorned with blood color.

It was basically the same main color theme as the three titles on Lv Bai’s head.

The only difference was that Chang Hu’s titles weren’t rated highly in terms of stars.

Releasing the hidden titles did not overly exaggerate his momentum.

However, it still made the two youngsters beside him can’t help but step back a few paces.

"Long time no see."

Lv Bai tilted his head slightly and greeted.

Although not showing any malice, under the blessing of three four-star titles, even if he did nothing, he still seemed murderous, as if blood would flow like a river in the next second.

He stepped towards Chang Hu, with unhurried steps like a leisurely walk in a courtyard.

"Can you tell me, how many Death Fighters are there in this school?"

Liang Tao was a bit disoriented, as Lv Bai passed by him, he just watched, losing the courage to punch on the spot.

The momentum was terrifying to such an extent that he had only felt it on Simba from Oshima before.

The students from Oshima at the school gate didn’t dare to provoke any further.

Those who are not Death Fighters can’t see the titles.

So in their perspective, the moment Lv Bai switched titles, it seemed like he switched to another person instantly.

To accumulate such a horrific aura, there’s only the possibility of having formidable strength.

At least now, near the school gate, there was no true Grandmaster Level Martial Artist present.

"Ha, why don’t you go inside and see for yourself?"

Chang Hu’s pupils shrank, his tone suddenly turned grim: "Of course, you’ll have to survive from me first!"

He stepped forward heavily, without any false or redundant movements, aimed a straight punch at Lv Bai’s head.

He wasn’t like other Oshima students who would be intimidated by Lv Bai’s momentum.

The influence was indeed there, but he knew better that it was due to those three titles hovering above Lv Bai’s head.

Everyone is a Death Fighter, who wouldn’t know who?

Normally, the Ability Pool in the first round was just White Level, strength would only depend on the Death Fighter’s own quality.

No matter how bravado Lv Bai’s momentum was, in Chang Hu’s view, it was just surface-level trickery.

But very soon, Chang Hu realized he was wrong, and terribly wrong.

Lv Bai raised his hand to pinch Chang Hu’s fist, his wrist jerked, and the sudden explosion of power threw him out on the spot.

He had no intention of holding back, immediately chasing after and raised his right arm extensively, punching at Chang Hu.

The burning pain from friction on the ground prevented Chang Hu from passing out.

Blown by the fist wind, Chang Hu barely came to senses, instinctively raised both arms, crossed them in front for protection.

Lv Bai’s fist then fell down.

Boom!!!

In an instant, a deafening explosion appeared at the school gate, with power fluctuations visible to the naked eye, spreading like ripples, sweeping around.

This punch did not land on Chang Hu.

"..."

Lv Bai glanced at the man who abruptly appeared beside him, slightly raising his eyebrows, without speaking.

The other’s short hair parted at the center, was blown wildly by the impact pulse generated from the collision.

After it eased a bit, he asked in a deep voice: "Is Chikan Bay planning to go to war with Oshima?"

Lv Bai withdrew his hand, straightened his posture, and sized up the student in front of him wearing the Oshima High School uniform.

It’s worth mentioning that although this person wore the student uniform, his appearance clearly exceeded thirty years old, no telling how many years he had been held back.

"Brother Asher."

"Brother Asher."

Seeing the man’s appearance, the students from Oshima at the scene all relaxed their breaths, as if seeing their pillar.

Hearing these Oshima students’ shouts, Lv Bai reckoned the man called Ah She in front of him probably had some say in the entire Oshima faction.

So he didn’t act too arrogantly, shook his head, and said: "It’s just my personal action, please don’t escalate it."

"Nonsense, then if I go to Chikan Bay to cause a ruckus, and say it’s personal action, your Daoist Master won’t forgive me?"

"I think Daoist Master definitely won’t trouble you."

"You..."

Ah She didn’t expect Lv Bai would give such a rogue response, spat in irritation: "No matter how you say it, since you are a Grandmaster Martial Artist, you inherently represent your faction."

He bent down to help the somewhat baffled Chang Hu up, his tone turned cold.

"There’s no point in talking more, since you killed someone from Oshima, then I’ll kill you, I doubt Chikan Bay could say anything wrong."

Lv Bai was pondering on how to explain.

The corner of his eye suddenly noticed that near the school gate, many Oshima students had gathered to watch the spectacle.

The most notable was, above that dense crowd, there floated dozens of titles.

It’s almost unimaginable how many Death Fighters are gathered in this Oshima school.

Lv Bai simply nodded.

"Alright, I can represent Chikan Bay, you’re right, I am here representing Chikan Bay to challenge Oshima, let’s lay down the challenge..."

After hearing Lv Bai’s "unveiling," the Brother Asher’s attitude also became solemn, he spoke decisively.

"Although not knowing what your Daoist Master is thinking, Oshima accepts the challenge, Oshima fears no challenge!"

...

"So Daoist Master being mysterious is for the sake of saving his father."

Dao Long had just carried Dao Zheng Wood back to Chikan Bay when he was stopped by Thirteen Orphans who was sitting by the street enjoying a drink.

"Thirteen Orphans, get out of the way quickly, I still need to carry Master Gong to heal him."

Dao Long bypassed Thirteen Orphans, buried his head, continuing to sprint into the depths of Chikan Bay.

Thirteen Orphans unexpectedly kept up with his pace, maintaining the sprinting speed, but with a calm tone: "Hey, don’t rush, where’s Daoist Master? How come you’re the only one carrying Grand Daoist back?"

Noticing the commotion, Dao Zheng Wood lying on Dao Long’s back lifted his head gloomily.

After a while, he restrained himself, didn’t burst out, sighed, and said: "It’s me, this old man, who’s no good, implicating the Ming Temple."