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Chapter 1181: 594 captured to be a lucky slave! (4000)

“Thunder Dog Simonni!”

“No, it’s Demon Dog Simonni…”

“The Magical Golem Sect actually sends him to greet us from the East Nine Gates, are they trying to humiliate us? It must be deliberate, wanting to show us so intimidation…”

“Damn traitor, the destruction of the Evil Eye Fist Sect is inseparable from him!”

“…”

Seeing Simonni’s arrival, the team from the Eastern Eight Gates instantly buzzed with commotion, filled with heated discussions. So were indignant, so cursed loudly, while others gnashed their teeth in anger. Essentially, all were hostile glances gathering from all directions, looking as if they wanted to tear Simonni apart alive.

There was no helping it, traitors are the most hated. Despite the fact that Simonni had only done one thing from beginning to end — challenging the gate master of the Evil Eye Fist Sect at the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange eting. As for everything else, it was all done by the Magical Golem Sect and the gate master of the sect. But in the eyes of the East Nine Gates, the failure of the Eastern Martial Arts Exchange eting and the fall of the Evil Eye Fist Sect were inseparably linked to Simonni. The subsequent confrontations between the Magical Golem Sect and the East Nine Gates only escalated the animosity.

It could be said the most hated by the East Nine Gates was the gate master of the Magical Golem Sect, and second to that was Simonni. And within the East Nine Gates, the one with the most hostility at this mont was none other than the Yunquan Fist. After all, Simonni was a traitor to Yunquan Fist.

At the entrance of the guild hall, on the cent road, Simonni’s face remained unchanged, as if he was completely ignoring the prickling stares. Instead, in the midst of all the hostility, the only complicated gaze drew his attention. It was from an old man with graying hair at the edge of the East Nine Gates team.

He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, weary and in poor condition.

“Feis… Uncle…”

Simonni muttered to himself inwardly, his eyes flickering, seemingly emotionally stirred. To the entire East Nine Gates, to the entire Yunquan Fist, the one thing Simonni cared about was Uncle Feis who raised him since childhood.

Joining the Devil Idol Martial Academy and betraying the Yunquan Fist was due to his desire to cure his inherent physical defect. The only hint of guilt he had was toward Feis. As his foster father, Feis must have faced much ostracism within the Yunquan Fist recently, which was foreseeable. Simonni’s thoughts were swift, quickly repressing any sentintality.

What use was being overly sentintal or feeling guilty after the fact? The key was to take action and make ands. The Federation Combat Tournant hosted by the Magical Golem Sect this ti, inviting many famous schools and experts from ho and abroad, was truly a martial arts extravaganza. This celebration was the perfect platform for the Magical Golem Sect to establish its position in the World Secret Martial Arts World once and for all.

Once the montum rose, like a dawning sun, it could quickly sweep away all demons and monsters. The East Nine Gates, which had been barely holding their own against the Magical Golem Sect in the Eastern Martial World, would probably not be able to make any waves after this.

In the past month, the Devil Idol Martial Academies aggressively took over foundational levels across all the major cities in the eastern Federation, rapidly expanding their reach. They taught various simplified combat techniques and explosive skills to the general public. By the end of September, there was even a tendency for this to explode in growth.

How long could the East Nine Gates and Yunquan Fist hold out in such a trend?

In a few months, they would probably have no choice but to submit to the Magical Golem Sect.

The Magical Golem Sect, with the Sect Master being the legendary Saint Fist, was extrely potent, with a plethora of resources and secret martial arts inheritances, and even the official backing of the Black chanism.

It was almost imdiately apparent that the Magical Golem Sect had the potential to grow into a giant that could influence the whole world.

By then, would he still be considered a traitor? Perhaps by that ti, Yunquan Fist would have to co groveling with familial ties and warm greetings. Simonni could already envision that scene, but he felt it was not enough.

Too slow, too indirect, not satisfying enough, not decisive enough.

With a slight shift in his gaze, Simonni directly locked his eyes on the leader of the Yunquan Fist team. The gate master of Yunquan Fist, Tsunami Brad.

Mountains collapse and tsunamis roar with the Yunquan Fist. The nas Mountain Collapse and Tsunami are not to be used lightly within the sect. And when one bears such a title, it signifies their trendous potential to beco a pillar for the sect across generations. Brad was such a gate master, who was placed with high hopes. His growth trajectory was steadily rising and fast. At the young age of thirty-seven, he was already considered a veteran fighter.

In the future, he had a great chance of breaking into the ranks of top fighters.

It’s important to note that Mountain Collapse and Tsunami describe the sound, evoking the image of fierce winds and dense fog roaring past, shaking the ground as they wield Yunquan Fist.

If Brad is known as Tsunami, it ans his punches, like a surging tsunami, are trendously powerful, with his boxing expertise reaching an impressive level of strength.

If Simonni were to challenge Brad, he would surely need to be extrely cautious and attuned.

Of course, he didn’t believe he would lose, he was certain to win!

In the Battle of Black Rain Villa amidst the rain, Simonni imnsely benefited. The third king of the Door Organization, Eye Demon Carlos, truly died at his hands. Regardless of Carlos’s decline in strength, and regardless of Simonni receiving power from Casio, the fact remained undeniable. Following Eye Demon’s death, Simonni felt a surge within, an inward montum ignited. More confident, more resolute, more powerful.

After the incident at Black Rain Villa, he undertook tasks to execute the Disaster Forces, continuously enhancing his strength. At this point, in a battle among equals, Simonni feared no one, not even the gate master of Yunquan Fist.