Chasing Light City, over a hundred kiloters away at Red Moon Mountain.
The midday sun had just set, and the majestic peak standing by a lakeside seed like an island in a golden ocean, breathtaking and like a paradise on earth.
On the single large bridge leading to this isolated peak, it was jam-packed with all kinds of vehicles.
Apart from the most common large tricycles, there were various transport trucks, even including rare hover sports cars not often seen in the suburbs.
At the top of Red Moon Mountain, over two thousand ters high, an open-air plaza had been temporarily set up, now gathering over three thousand people. Moreover, people were continuously arriving from the foot of the mountain, creating a bustling scene no less lively than the Phosphorus Fire Trading Market.
"There are indeed quite a few gangs here this ti."
"No kidding, over thirty gangs from the top hundred have co, and as for famous and reputable gangs, at least a hundred have shown up. Such a spectacle, even in over ten years of deadly battles in the wilderness, is quite rare."
"There’s nothing to be done. The White Feather Gang has hidden so deeply, now their comprehensive strength is probably already in the top thirty of the wilderness gangs, and the Cyan Sparrow Gang is no slouch either, quietly erging with two quasi-martial artists. Now, with both gangs potentially ranking in the top thirty, how could other major wilderness gangs not show up?"
"I heard that besides so major wilderness gangs, even so renowned outsiders are here. I even saw the Wasteland Vulture and the Deathbringer earlier. Those two ruthless individuals have taken down quite a few top fighters from various gangs before. I can’t believe they dared to co."
"What do they have to fear? They broke through to beco quasi-martial artists over a year ago, and since they both possess martial artist level techniques, even the leaders of the top thirty gangs wouldn’t confidently claim they can beat them, let alone other gangs."
The vagabonds standing in the plaza, looking at the gang representatives sitting on the stage, couldn’t help but be amazed and excited by the influence of the White Feather Gang and the Cyan Sparrow Gang.
Although gang death battles are indeed rare major battles in the wilderness, so many gangs coming to watch in one breath is a very unusual sight even outside the Chasing Light City.
Moreover, with many renowned outsiders here, it further indicates that this battle is surely going to be extrely spectacular.
Otherwise, given their strength, those vagabonds, if not extre apprentices, are at least quasi-martial artists and wouldn’t even bother coming to watch; they would rather earn so more Bits.
The fact they’re willing to co shows that the experts’ death battle might indeed provide so insights to these extre apprentices and quasi-martial artists.
For an apprentice to beco a martial artist is extrely difficult, not only requiring personal training but also the honing of qi and blood, pushing it to break through personal limits to beco a martial artist.
And this process of breaking through with qi and blood varies from person to person, possibly coming from an epiphany or a life-and-death battle, both possibilities exist for a breakthrough.
So in Chasing Light City, whenever there’s a fight among experts, so people always co to watch.
Not only because it might personally help them, but more importantly, it helps them gauge the levels of these experts, to know what kind of experts they are. Otherwise, if they run into them in the wilderness without knowing anything, they could end up fighting without even knowing how they died.
The various gangs that have co are here for the sa reason, mainly to see the strengths of the White Feather Gang and the Cyan Sparrow Gang, so they can decide on the attitude to take towards the two gangs afterward.
Even those in the top twenty of the wilderness gangs didn’t co, as if they’ve already determined that the White Feather Gang and the Cyan Sparrow Gang couldn’t shake their position.
"Look, the people from the Cyan Sparrow Gang are here."
Whether prompted by soone who spoke on the plaza, everyone turned to look at a group from the Feather Race walking up from the mountain foot.
This group from the Feather Race each wore A5 level armor, with the foremost ten or so donning A6 level armor, the spotlight being a slender man around fifty years old from the Feather Race.
The Gang Leader of the Cyan Sparrow Gang who founded it single-handedly, Battle Saber Valorde, had, back in the day as an extre apprentice, with a B2 level battle saber and entering the micro realm, killed countless extre apprentices in the wilderness, even taking down two quasi-martial artists.
Now that Valorde has ascended to quasi-martial artist status, his strength is incalculable.
"That’s impressive, truly worthy of the Cyan Sparrow Gang, having as many as eleven advanced apprentices and three extre apprentices, along with two quasi-martial artists. Such strength surely places them within the top thirty," Hou Fei couldn’t help but marvel, observing the Cyan Sparrow Gang as they ascended to the stage.
Though the Cyan Sparrow Gang hadn’t sent many people, totaling only about a hundred with the weakest being basic apprentices, the sixteen high-level mbers of the Cyan Sparrow Gang easily outmatch several gangs ranked in the twenties.
"Hou Fei, the people from the White Feather Gang have arrived too," said the Crystal Race woman, pointing to another group from the Feather Race coming up the mountain path.
Hou Fei turned to look right away, curious about the true strength of the White Feather Gang.
He was shocked at the sight; Hou Fei was montarily stunned.
"Heaven-Breaking Hamr Bot! Heavy Shield Artre!" Hou Fei gasped as he saw the two n standing at the forefront of the White Feather Gang, "Did they both join the White Feather Gang?"
Heaven-Breaking Hamr Bot and Heavy Shield Artre were highly famous in the wilderness, renowned as veteran quasi-martial artists who hadn’t joined any gang. They once tead up to wipe out a wilderness gang, making their na legendary in the wilderness.
Despite being experts of the Feather Race, the two of them have always avoided gang conflicts, holding a high status in the Feather Race’s abandoned area. Many believe they are likely extre quasi-martial artists, just a half-step away from becoming martial artists.
If these two were to join the White Feather Gang, it’s unimaginable how strong the White Feather Gang would be now.
"Isaac!" The leader of the Cyan Sparrow Gang, Valorde, looked at the middle-aged giant of the White Feather Gang walking up, his calm expression turning a bit solemn.
The leader of the White Feather Gang, Isaac, though only forty-five years old, had long mastered half of a martial artist level spear technique, becoming a rarely matched presence in the wilderness.
Now, having ascended to quasi-martial artist status, his strength is hard to estimate. With two deputy gang leaders also being quasi-martial artists, the Cyan Sparrow Gang can still put up so resistance.
However, if Heaven-Breaking Hamr Bot and Heavy Shield Artre both joined the White Feather Gang, then the upcoming death battle of the Cyan Sparrow Gang would have less than a twenty percent chance of winning, even if all top fighters join in.
"Valorde, surprised?" The towering giant Isaac, standing at two and a half ters, laughed heartily, "I always suspected you were secretly hiding your strength. Did you really think I was an idiot, to reveal the White Feather Gang’s full strength early on?"
"So what now? Concede and, according to the contract, only half of your people need to die. I heard your nephew is participating in this death battle. If it really erupts, none of those you sent, including your nephew, will survive. Are you planning to step in personally?"
During the confrontation between Isaac and Valorde, a commotion suddenly erupted from the mountain path, drawing everyone’s attention out of curiosity to see what could cause such a reaction from those climbing up the mountain.
Soon, a group of Human Race mbers appeared, numbering only thirty-one, but seeing their weaponry and equipnt left many onlookers nearly wide-eyed in shock.
The ten n behind the leader not only wore A5 level armor, but each was equipped with a B2 level standard weapon, an extravagant display.
"This is too rich! Which gang are they from?"
"I’ve heard of them, I think they’re called the Gray Robe Gang!"
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