“Tell
about it.”
Hearing Shrimp Brother’s words, Lu Bai leaned forward leisurely with one hand propping his cheek.
Shrimp Brother, a grassroots local of Chikan Bay, was the most suitable for inquiring about various path news.
Lu Bai had previously asked Shrimp Brother to inquire for him about those who had recently co to Chikan Bay or had only started erging during this period.
Of course, under this premise, those who had beco Houtian Martial Artists during this period needed special attention.
Although Lu Bai felt his talent should be far superior to other Death Fighters.
But this round of Deathmatch Duel had been going on for over a week since it started, so quite a few Death Fighters should have obtained Body Tempering thods and sensed Internal Energy, becoming Houtian Martial Artists.
“Because the scope is very vague, there are quite a few such guys in Chikan Bay, and news of potential newcors erging can be heard every day, but if we add the condition of becoming Martial Artists during this period.”
Shrimp Brother looked around and lowered his voice: “The guys who et these conditions, the ones I’ve confird so far total six, basically all in various factions, Jin Family Gang’s rising star A Kai, Nanxing Association’s Wu brothers, Iron Fist Club’s Xiao Xueyin…”
“Wait a minute.”
Lu Bai heard a familiar na and imdiately interrupted Shrimp Brother’s report: “This Xiao Xueyin you ntioned, is his skin very fair?”
Shrimp Brother blinked eyes in slight surprise and said: “Brother Bai, you’ve also heard this rumor? Everyone says that kid looks like he won’t live long, and no one knows why Iron Fist Club’s boss values him so much.”
“If there’s no accident, I should know him.”
Lu Bai stood up and beckoned to Shrimp Brother: “Let’s go, take
to Iron Fist Club first.”
Shrimp Brother was baffled but still obediently stood up and led Lu Bai towards Iron Fist Club.
This club was quite far from Shrimp Claypot Rice, requiring crossing five or six streets to reach.
Probably due to the actions of those top factions, as Lu Bai and Shrimp Brother walked on Chikan Bay’s streets, they could feel a restless aura.
The news of Dao Master being trapped in prison had been thoroughly spread by those with ulterior motives.
Perhaps the top few factions fighting each other would lead to one or two positions becoming vacant.
Factions of slightly larger scale would not miss such an opportunity to redivide pork.
Even if not qualified to sit at the table, they at least had to secure sufficient benefits.
Thugs holding various tools could be seen hurrying past from ti to ti, and when factions with prior conflicts t face-to-face, both sides would restrain themselves.
This was not yielding, but preparation for the upcoming fishing in troubled waters.
Seeing one spot reveals the whole leopard, one could imagine that Chikan Bay now seed like a powder keg, where a single spark could lead to a full-scale explosion.
They wouldn’t restrain for long; once night fell, full chaos would completely unfold.
In such an environnt, Shrimp Brother’s mood couldn’t help but beco sowhat tense.
Lu Bai showed no emotional fluctuation.
It was still just local conflicts now, re drizzle.
Only when the forces from Weidao arrived would it barely count as a grand scene.
……
Xiao Xueyin still didn’t know Lu Bai was rushing over to find him.
At this mont, he was sitting cross-legged on a mat, observing the club’s trainees’ practical training.
“Ha!”
“Heh!”
The trainees paired up, without wearing professional protective gear, only thin Iron Fist Club vests on their upper bodies.
Both sides exchanged blows thodically.
Unfortunately, from their starting aura, it was clear they were not yet Martial Artists.
“Why are you interested in watching these trainees train today?”
The burly man called Brother Fengze plopped down beside Xiao Xueyin and asked curiously.
Xiao Xueyin’s gaze was on the trainees, but he said: “Are we going to waste this opportunity?”
“What do you think?”
Brother Fengze extended one hand palm and slowly opened it: “Xueyin, the most important thing in life is to know one’s own weight.
You’ve only sensed Internal Energy for a couple of days, far from Quench the Whole Body, and any Houtian Martial Artist is an insurmountable high mountain for you.
You should calm down now, and only when you can truly be called a Martial Artist, then consider other things.”
“I understand, Brother Fengze.”
Xiao Xueyin did not refute, but what he really thought, only he knew.
He then started discussing with Brother Fengze who would have the last laugh in this chaos.
Brother Fengze had no intention of participating; relying on his Grandmaster Martial Artist power, he was confident he wouldn’t be affected.
So he casually judged: “Jin Family Gang’s Hei Jinbao has many underlings, but he’s too violent, he won’t be the final winner.”
“Nanxing Association’s Shi San Yao has many capable subordinates, can he have the last laugh?”
“Shi San Yao is fierce but cowardly, good at planning but indecisive, just a pig in the wind.”
Midway through their chat, they were suddenly interrupted by shouting from outside the club.
Brother Fengze abruptly stood up: “What happened?”
Shrimp Brother pushed through several club trainees and squeezed in from the gate.
Lu Bai strolled slowly into the room and waved to the bewildered Xiao Xueyin: “Old student, rember ? We used to play together before, you at your place,
at mine.”
Brother Fengze rolled up his sleeves, about to teach these two reckless intruders a lesson.
Hearing this, he couldn’t help but stop, turning back to glance at Xiao Xueyin.
He soon realized sothing was off and spat: “Coming to my Iron Fist Club for fun, huh?!”
“No, Brother Fengze, wait first.”
Xiao Xueyin still had so doubt in his eyes; he walked up to Lu Bai and smiled: “It’s you. The first ti we t, that auxiliary buff you gave
was really strong.”
“[Drow Group] that ability is yours.”
This was clearly to confirm if it was really him, and Lu Bai naturally wouldn’t lie on this point.
At these words, the doubt in Xiao Xueyin’s eyes vanished, and he heartily patted Lu Bai’s arm.
He then turned back and said: “Brother Fengze, he really is my old acquaintance.”
Brother Fengze imdiately waved his hand big, letting the blocking trainees disperse.
Even though still sowhat dissatisfied with this rude manner, for Xiao Xueyin’s sake, he didn’t flare up, rely expressing simple dissatisfaction in tone.
“Since he’s cousin’s friend, why barge in? You could’ve just said and I’d let you in.”
“Please don’t take offense.”
Lu Bai nodded to Brother Fengze, then turned to Xiao Xueyin and stated his purpose: “Co help , my All Villains is short on people.”
Xiao Xueyin had no objections: “Sure.”
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