My Ability Pool is Superior

Crash~

Shards of glass scattered across the ground.

Shops lining both sides of the street had their glass windows violently smashed from outside wherever there were any.

Many vehicles blared piercing alarm loudspeakers; when it got annoying, Weidao students would simply step forward and make them quiet.

Simba did not strike again, merely leading his team deeper into Chikan Bay.

He disdained to lift a hand against those Nanxing Association members.

As the apex of Weidao High School, at least in terms of status on the streets, only Chikan Bay’s boss could barely compare to him.

Behind Simba followed three faction commanders; judging from their positioning, they were most likely all grandmaster martial artists.

Looking across the street in all directions, Weidao students and Nanxing Association garrison personnel were locked in fierce fights, with the battle situation quite clear.

Those faction commanders had hardly made a move, only occasionally sparring a couple of rounds with Nanxing Association martial artists when they crossed paths.

In such fights within the scope of ordinary people, the death fighters’ performance was naturally not too poor.

To be precise, their performance was all quite excellent.

Every one of them could basically handle multiple opponents with ease, appearing entirely at leisure.

Although Simba had not personally made a move, he still diverted some attention to observe the battle situation.

Naturally aware of everything happening on the street, he turned his head and said, “This batch of junior schoolmates has pretty high quality.”

Ah Hua nodded. “Indeed, that Luo Mingzhong, Shi Yan, oh right, and that Chib Tiger over there—they’re all elites among them.”

“Chib Tiger? This name sounds familiar.” Simba tilted his head forty-five degrees to gaze at the sky, lost in thought.

Ah Hua immediately replied.

“A She made his move yesterday precisely to save him.”

“Oh right, impressive. Such promising talent should indeed be spared from being snuffed out by other factions.”

As the two conversed, at the other end of the street, the muscle man from Nanxing Association led a team charging wildly toward them.

Without stopping to spout tough words, the muscle man took the lead and charged straight into Weidao High School’s lines.

After all, as Nanxing Association’s sole Xiantian martial artist, with Shi San Yao absent, he had to step up.

Relying on his inhuman power, he weaved left and right through the crowd, quickly taking out dozens of Weidao students.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last.

Nanxing Association lacked powerful martial artists, but Weidao High School did not.

Even the first batch of Xiantian martial artists to rush out intending to deal with the muscle man numbered a full three.

The muscle man was only one person—this was not easy to split, so they simply attacked together.

“Damn!”

Punching back the Weidao man in front of him, the muscle man radiated intense ferocity, his gaze sweeping over the several Weidao cadres surrounding him.

“Damn, this guy really has some skill.”

One of the Weidao High School cadres spat, then immediately lunged at the muscle man again.

Strictly speaking, the muscle man could not be considered weak among Xiantian martial artists.

Regrettably, he had been beaten down by a grandmaster not long ago and had yet to fully recover, let alone now having to face several martial artists of the same level.

Even if his will was ever so resolute, he could only bow before cruel reality.

The muscle man was soon beaten to the ground. One Weidao cadre showed no mercy, lifting his foot for a football kick aimed at the muscle man’s head, instantly killing him.

No one on Weidao’s side cared.

In wars between top factions, even grandmasters could not stay unscathed; a mere Xiantian martial artist was just a slightly stronger ant.

The fierce fights between the two groups continued, but Nanxing Association’s resistance visibly weakened, leaving only scattered Nanxing Association members still fighting back-to-back against shops.

Simba, walking at the front of the team, abruptly stopped. His ears twitched inadvertently a couple of times.

Without much emotional fluctuation, he stated, “Truly disappointing—they’ve finally reacted now.”

Several streets away, several figures could clearly be seen leaping across rooftops, rapidly rushing toward the Weidao students’ location.

“Damn, they really are from Weidao.”

Lou Yunyi felt the oncoming gale, inexplicably getting a toothache.

Having fought at high intensity all night without a chance to rest, this had to happen now.

Below them, Dao Long was driving a jet-black sedan, flooring the accelerator to barely keep up with these grandmaster martial artists.

Lu Bai sat calmly in the vehicle’s back seat, even having the mood to survey the scenery outside the car window.

“Simba! You dare touch my Nanxing Association people!”

Shi San Yao had not yet arrived, but his furious voice preemptively echoed down the entire street.

Whether he was truly as angry as he sounded was hard to say, but he absolutely had to show the attitude, or else he could not lead the team.

Thus, upon arriving, without a word, he swung a punch straight at Simba.

Bang!!!

A violent aura instantly swept out. The already damaged windows along the street were all shattered by the shockwave of this strike.

As the dust cleared, everyone was horrified to discover that Simba had made no response at all.

He had not even raised a hand, tanking Shi San Yao’s angry blow squarely with his chest.

Though Shi San Yao’s attack power was indeed weak among grandmaster-level martial artists, tanking it purely with bodily strength was still rather exaggerated.

The Weidao students witnessing this all roared excitedly, without exception.

Even the many death fighters mixed among them were stunned by Simba’s performance, their scalps going numb.

“Simba! Simba!!”

“This is the man at Weidao’s apex!”

“Weidao is invincible!”

Noah Zoro, the Crow Leader, and others arrived one after another. Seeing this, their hearts sank—they truly did not want to face such a ferocious man.

But with things having reached this point, they had no choice but to step up.

Shi San Yao struck and immediately retreated, landing beside Lou Yunyi and the others.

Simba did not counterattack. He lowered his head and brushed nonexistent dust off his chest with the back of his hand.

Then he straightened his school uniform collar and said flatly, “Fighting you all is pointless. Hurry up and have Dao Ming Si come see me.”

Hearing this, Shi San Yao’s mouth twitched.

He naturally would not say something like the Dao Master not being in Chikan Bay, instead scolding righteously, “In the past, Chikan Bay and Weidao High School minded their own business. Now you’re bringing so many people here—are you planning to destroy the stability that’s always been maintained?”

“Stability?”

Simba sneered. “Wasn’t it your Chikan Bay people who came to our Weidao looking for trouble first?”

“With so many people in Chikan Bay, can just anyone represent Chikan Bay?”

Shi San Yao was also a bit annoyed. “Simply absurd! You might as well just say…”

Screech~

Shi San Yao’s words were cut off halfway as Dao Long’s vehicle arrived on scene right after.

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