My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 217: Becoming The Strongest In Chikan Bay
“No, wait, what All Villains?”
Brother Fengze looked at Lu Bai with a bewildered face.
Lu Bai didn’t waste words and said frankly: “A newly established social vitality gang that has just taken down a few streets.”
“So you just built a small faction and now you’re coming to pull my cousin into it?”
“Do you want to join? Your Iron Fist Club can join along the way.”
Brother Fengze fell silent, momentarily unsure of what to say.
Objectively speaking, after hearing this, he didn’t immediately chase Lu Bai and the others out purely for Xiao Xueyin’s face.
From Xiao Fengze’s angle, this sounded utterly absurd no matter how he heard it.
Don’t forget, he himself was a Grandmaster Martial Artist, and he had an Iron Fist Club under him.
Even if the faction under him wasn’t established for hegemony, its status in Chikan Bay was still much higher than the likes of the Miller Family.
Now a newly established small faction actually dared to brazenly say they wanted to annex them.
It was like Benzhu Bapi suddenly running to Tang Seng and his disciples saying to follow him—absurd, like something only said after drinking too much.
“Uh, no, I have no interest in that aspect.”
Brother Fengze gave Xiao Xueyin an inquiring gaze, unable to figure out why this extremely talented distant cousin had such an unreliable friend.
Xiao Xueyin glanced at Lu Bai: “Do you have a grasp?”
His initial identity in this round of Deathmatch Duel was pretty good; he obtained a Grandmaster Level cousin right at the start and also got this world’s cultivation method.
But to say he had any feelings for this cousin would be nonsense.
Xiao Xueyin naturally considered things from the Death Fighter’s position. Given the current situation, pulling in such a native with high military force would absolutely be a huge assistance.
Unfortunately, empty promises were hard to win trust with. Even as Xiao Fengze’s blood brother, it wouldn’t be easy.
At a time like this, he still had to let strength do the talking.
“A grasp?”
Lu Bai and Xiao Xueyin exchanged a glance and understood what this little brother meant.
He moved his wrist: “If you bring the Iron Fist Club to join, All Villains will become the strongest faction in Chikan Bay.”
“Little brother, talking so big, aren’t you afraid of spraining your tongue?”
Xiao Fengze felt a bit amused: “I consider myself not weak, yet I wouldn’t dare guarantee I can deal with those monsters.”
Lu Bai pursed his lips and smiled, saying: “I can. Think about it carefully—there’s no faction in Chikan Bay that has two Grandmasters yet, right?”
Before his words finished, he channeled Grandmaster Level Internal Energy to his quenched right hand, then smashed down with a Heavy Punch.
Bang!
A meat fist smashed into the ground, the terrifying force transmitting outward through the ground in all directions. For a moment, the entire training field shook.
An expert shows their skill with one move.
Xiao Fengze’s eyelids twitched violently.
As a Grandmaster Martial Artist, his eyesight was naturally sharp; he could clearly see that Lu Bai’s performance was Grandmaster Level.
If it’s a Grandmaster, then it seemed possible?
Xiao Fengze’s ambition was quietly ignited.
A faction with two Grandmaster Martial Artists could enter the ranks of Chikan Bay’s top factions even without any subordinates.
In the current chaotic situation, with good operation, it seemed there was great hope?
Xiao Xueyin was instead stunned by Lu Bai’s performance, mouth agape. He felt he had already overestimated Lu Bai enough.
But he never imagined that in just a short week, Lu Bai had actually reached the Grandmaster realm—what kind of talent was that?
He suddenly thought of something and leaned close to Lu Bai, asking softly: “That Clever Malphite on the leaderboard?”
“It’s me.”
Lu Bai didn’t conceal it. Besides, anyone with a bit of brain could easily guess it from his performance.
He stood up and shifted his gaze back to Xiao Fengze: “If you join, smoothly, All Villains will have a third Grandmaster joining.”
The third Grandmaster was naturally Dao Zheng Mu. Given Dao Sect’s current situation, maintaining their original leader status was impossible.
If they still wanted to rescue Dao Master, this elderly and disabled old Grandmaster actually had few choices.
Xiao Fengze didn’t hesitate long: “Let’s talk about what All Villains plans to do.”
……
The sun slanted westward.
Chi Kan Bay Central Area.
Violent power fluctuation stirred up ripples in the air.
Two figures separated instantly upon contact, each landing on opposite platforms.
Hei Jinbao looked at the Crow Leader in front of him and laughed heartily: “Satisfying, satisfying!”
The Crow Leader shook his hand, his expression unchanged.
Hei Jinbao tore off his upper garment, revealing muscles as chiseled as an ancient Greek sculpture.
His broad back like an adult black bear was built with rock-hard muscle lumps into a devilish smiling face.
“Come on, this is more like it. Just pushing over Dao Sect flat is too bland. Today, this old Hei wants to tear apart a Grandmaster to declare the ascent to the top!”
Even though Hei Jinbao clearly wanted to kill him, the Crow Leader’s expression remained calm as water.
The melee below—or rather, the siege—was in full swing.
The vast Jin Family Gang naturally had plenty of Red Pole cadres.
Even if their average quality was a notch below the Crow’s members, under human wave tactics, they wouldn’t fall behind.
Although no Crow members had fallen yet, as time passed, casualties were just a matter of time.
However, the Jin Family Gang fighting the Crow was actually good news for Dao Sect people.
With Dao Master gone, the smarter Dao Sect members were already taking this opportunity to run.
Dao Long was still holding on at the clinic entrance. He was at least a Xiantian Martial Artist, and without causing trouble, neither the Jin Family Gang nor the Crow would proactively attack him.
Inside the small clinic, the light swayed dizzily.
The middle-aged man in the white coat acted as if he hadn’t heard the commotion outside, completely unflustered, his hand steady as if practiced countless times.
A body quenched by Grandmaster Level Internal Energy meant anesthetics wouldn’t work—usually a good thing, but a torment when surgery was necessary.
Dao Zheng Mu clenched his teeth, head tilted back, forehead wrinkles filled with sweat beads.
The doctor cut the stitches and put a plaster cast on his right arm: “Alright, don’t move until the plaster sets.”
The doctor turned to pack up tools like the chainsaw, saying without looking back: “Remember, old Dao, you can move it, but don’t use too much force. Rest for a month first.”
Besides his arm, Dao Zheng Mu’s internal organs were also seriously injured. Fortunately, Grandmaster Martial Artists had strong vitality; as long as he had one breath left, he could recover eventually.
“Thanks for the trouble.”
Dao Zheng Mu shook his casted right arm a couple times, then casually got up and walked out.
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