"Go ahead, tell me your thoughts."

Upon hearing Xia’s words, Lv Bai leaned forward slightly with a leisurely air, resting his chin on one hand.

Someone like Xia, a grassroots native of Chikan Bay, was the perfect informant for all sorts of underground news.

Previously, Lv Bai had asked Xia to help him gather information on newcomers to Chikan Bay, or anyone recently emerging.

Of course, within this premise, anyone who had become a Postnatal Martial Artist during this period needed special attention.

Although Lv Bai felt that his talent was significantly higher than other Death Fighters,

it had been over a week since this round of Death Matches began, and quite a few Death Fighters must’ve acquired Body Forging Techniques and sensed Inner Strength, becoming Postnatal Martial Artists. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Because the specified range is quite vague, there are quite a number of such people in Chikan Bay. You can hear news of some potential newcomers emerging every day, but if you add the condition of having become a martial artist during this period..."

Xia looked around cautiously and lowered his voice: "Currently, I’ve confirmed there are six such individuals, mostly within various factions: Jin Family Troupe’s rising star Ah Kai, the Wu Brothers from the Nanxing Association, and Xiao Xueyin from the Iron Fist Club..."

"Hold on a second."

Lv Bai interrupted Xia’s report upon hearing a familiar name: "This person you’re talking about, Xiao Xueyin, is he very pale?"

Xia blinked in slight surprise and said, "Brother Bai, you’ve heard the rumors too? Everyone says that kid looks like he won’t last long, yet the Iron Fist Club’s boss holds him in high regard for some reason."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should know him."

Lv Bai stood up and gestured to Xia, "Let’s go, take me to the Iron Fist Club first."

With some confusion, Xia dutifully got up and led Lv Bai toward the Iron Fist Club.

The club was quite a distance from the Shrimp Rice Pot, requiring them to cross five or six streets to get there.

As they walked through Chikan Bay’s streets, likely due to the movements of the leading factions, both Lv Bai and Xia could feel a restless vibe.

The news of the Daoist Master being imprisoned had been thoroughly spread by those with intent.

It’s possible the compet**itions between the leading families might leave an opening in one or two positions.

Factions with even a slightly larger size wouldn’t pass up this opportunity to redistribute the spoils.

Even those unqualified to take a seat at the table aim to secure enough benefits.

You could often see small-time thugs, armed with various implements, hurriedly passing by. When previously conflicted factions met, both sides restrained themselves.

This wasn’t an act of concession but preparation for seizing benefits amidst the chaos.

From a single glimpse, one could imagine that Chikan Bay had become a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest spark.

It wouldn’t be much longer before restraint gave way, and complete chaos unfurled by nightfall.

In this environment, Xia couldn’t help but feel a bit tense.

Lv Bai, however, showed no emotional fluctuation.

These are just small local skirmishes, nothing major.

Only when forces from Oshima arrive could it barely be considered a spectacle.

...

Xiao Xueyin didn’t yet know that Lv Bai was on his way to find him.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on a mat, observing the practical exercises of the club’s trainees.

"Ha!"

"Heh!"

The trainees paired up in twos, without wearing professional protective gear, each wearing only a simple Iron Fist Club vest.

They exchanged blows with quite a bit of skill.

Unfortunately, judging from their manner and energy, they were clearly not martial artists yet.

"Why are you suddenly interested in watching these trainees practice today?"

A burly man known as Brother Fengze plopped down beside Xiao Xueyin, asking curiously.

Xiao Xueyin kept his gaze on the trainees while saying, "Should we waste this opportunity?"

"What do you think?"

Brother Fengze stretched out his hand, slowly spreading his fingers: "Xue Yin, it’s important to know your own weight."

You just sensed your Inner Strength a few days ago, far from refining your whole body. Even a random Postnatal Martial Artist is an insurmountable mountain for you.

Right now, you should calm down and only consider other matters when you are genuinely a martial artist."

"I understand, Brother Fengze."

Xiao Xueyin made no counter-argument, but only he knew his actual thoughts.

He then turned the conversation with Brother Fengze towards who might come out on top amid the current chaos.

Brother Fengze didn’t plan on getting involved. Relying on his strength as a Grandmaster Martial Artist, he was confident he wouldn’t be caught in the crossfire.

Hence, he could freely make judgments: "Hei Jinbao of the Jin Family Troupe wields significant power, but his violent nature will be his downfall in the end."

"What about Thirteen Orphans from the Nanxing Association, full of capable subordinates, could he be the last one standing?"

"Thirteen Orphans has a loud but cowardly presence, merely a pig at the front lines."

Mid-conversation, they were interrupted by a commotion outside the club.

Brother Fengze quickly stood up: "What’s happening?"

Xia squeezed through the doorway with several club trainees.

Lv Bai leisurely entered the room, waving at a baffled Xiao Xueyin: "Old classmate, remember me? We used to play together; you at your house, me at mine."

Brother Fengze rolled up his sleeves, intending to teach these intruders a lesson.

Upon hearing Lv Bai’s words, he paused and glanced back at Xiao Xueyin.

Realizing something might be amiss, Brother Fengze spat dismissively: "Here to make trouble at my Iron Fist Club?!"

"No, Brother Fengze, hold on a second."

Xiao Xueyin, still somewhat skeptical, approached Lv Bai and smiled: "So it’s you! That support buffer you gave me the first time we met was truly powerful."

"The ’Zor’s Group’ ability is yours."

This was clearly a confirmation of identity, and Lv Bai naturally didn’t lie about it.

Upon hearing this, the doubts in Xiao Xueyin’s eyes vanished, and he gave Lv Bai a hearty pat on the arm.

He then turned back to say, "Brother Fengze, he’s indeed an old acquaintance of mine."

Brother Fengze immediately motioned for the obstructing trainees to step aside.

Even if still slightly displeased with the brash approach, out of respect for Xiao Xueyin, he held back from causing a scene, merely voicing minor discontent.

"If he’s a friend of my cousin, you could’ve just mentioned it; no need to force your way in."

"No hard feelings."

Lv Bai nodded towards Brother Fengze and then turned to Xiao Xueyin with his intention: "Come lend me a hand, I need an extra person for my All Villains Team."

Xiao Xueyin agreed without hesitation: "Alright."