My Ability Pool is Superior

“Tsk tsk tsk, looks like these guys are the big bosses of Chikan Bay.”

“Better find a place to hide. This level of battle isn’t something we can participate in.”

Seeing Shi San Yao and others arrive at the scene, the death fighters mixed among the Ojima High School students immediately became vigilant.

In terms of a Grandmaster Martial Artist’s combat power, just the aftermath of their battle is something ordinary people can’t withstand.

The death fighters only planned to earn a little merit to obtain the Body Tempering Method more easily; they wouldn’t lose their lives for Ojima High School.

Chang Hu and Huangfu Zhu had the same idea and were planning to quietly shrink back into the crowd.

Unexpectedly, on this approaching car, they saw a line of emerald green artistic font—Pure Smile.

Ka~

With a crisp sound, the car door was pushed open.

Lu Bai stepped off the car, tugged at his clothes twice, and slowly smoothed out the wrinkles.

During this time, without even looking up, he said, “Shi San Yao, don’t be so meek. It makes it seem like our Chikan Bay is afraid of their Weidao.”

“I love hearing that. Our new speaker is domineering as expected.”

Noah Zoro grinned and added, “They’ve come knocking on our door—what reason matters?”

Lou Yunyi and Crow Leader exchanged a glance with no refutation.

Everyone mixes in the underworld; no matter how righteous the reason sounds, in the end, it comes down to strength speaking.

“When did Chikan Bay change speakers again?”

Simba noticed the words “new speaker” from Noah Zoro and shifted his gaze to Lu Bai: “What about Dao Ming Si?”

Lou Yunyi finally found a chance to speak up and loudly introduced, “Lu Bai, Brother Bai, our Chikan Bay’s new speaker.”

Shi San Yao and the others all stepped behind Lu Bai, making space to show that he was the true master of Chikan Bay.

Big Brother Ashe, standing on Ojima’s side, saw this and his eyelids twitched.

He had felt the reason for war was somewhat shaky before, but now it seemed more than sufficient.

Chikan Bay’s speaker personally coming to Ojima High School to issue a challenge—if their Weidao didn’t react strongly, that would be strange.

But this situation, in the eyes of the death fighters on site, nearly shocked them off their chins.

Many death fighters were so shocked they unconsciously opened their mouths wide, unable to close them.

Can’t blame the death fighters for poor mental fortitude; it’s purely that this fact is too exaggerated.

Chikan Bay’s speaker? In the underworld, that’s completely equivalent to the pinnacle status of Ojima High School.

And Lu Bai’s head clearly bore the title indicating his death fighter identity.

Clearly entering this Deathmatch Arena at the same time, he hadn’t even deeply understood this world yet, and someone had already climbed to the top.

“How the hell did he do that?!”

A big flower arm death fighter felt his heartbeat slow by half a beat.

At least for now, over ninety percent of death fighters hadn’t even obtained the Body Tempering Method; this gap was so vast it made one lose the desire to catch up.

Huangfu Zhu looked at Chang Hu, then at Lu Bai in the distance guarded by several Grandmaster Martial Artists, momentarily stunned and unsure what to say.

Not long after, veteran Grandmasters like Dao Zheng Mu and White-Browed Bat King also arrived at the scene one after another.

They glanced at the positioning and decisively stood at Lu Bai’s side, just half a step behind.

Only these Grandmaster Martial Artists could arrive so quickly; personnel from various factions couldn’t be fully mobilized in a short time.

“Satisfying, satisfying.”

White-Browed Bat King slapped his thigh, tilting his head to Dao Zheng Mu and remarked, “These juniors are way more battle-hungry than our generation. They’re always in combat stance—how long has it even been since they rested?”

Hearing this, Shi San Yao’s mouth twitched a few times, and he couldn’t help but quietly explain, “Actually, we used to value peace quite a bit before.”

Simba stared at Lu Bai, scrutinizing him for a long time.

Even though the performances of these Chikan Bay top faction leaders clearly confirmed Lu Bai’s speaker identity wasn’t fake, it was still hard to believe.

It wasn’t judging by appearance; it was purely Lu Bai’s aura of weakness emanating from within, plus that harmless smiling face.

Few would believe he was from the underworld, let alone Chikan Bay’s speaker.

Based on this, Simba turned sideways and waved: “Ashe, go test our new speaker.”

Ashe probably had this idea already; without a word, he instantly charged toward Lu Bai.

However, a figure simultaneously darted out from behind Lu Bai.

Bang!

Two fists bulging with veins collided, emitting a heart-palpitating aura; semi-transparent force waves diffused, as if even the air distorted.

Lou Yunyi’s face emerged from behind his fist, gritting out, “How could I let you touch our speaker so easily.”

A Grandmaster level martial artist’s battle naturally instilled fear in ordinary people with its destructive power.

Many Ojima High School students hurriedly retreated, not daring to stay nearby.

Boom!

Terrifying power clashed again, and then both sides intensified the ferocity of their fight.

Figures flickered constantly, fists swinging afterimages, dazzling the eyes.

Moreover, despite their high attack frequency, each strike’s force was no weaker—let alone a Houtian Martial Artist, even a slightly weaker Xiantian Martial Artist would quickly be beaten into a puddle of mud.

Simba faced wave after wave of airwaves, his expression unchanged.

He didn’t even care about the outcome between Lou Yunyi and Ashe; he just beckoned again, signaling Ojima’s other faction commanders to act.

But undoubtedly, with veteran Grandmasters like Dao Zheng Mu, Chikan Bay’s side had an overwhelming number of Grandmasters compared to Ojima High School.

Crow Leader, Noah Zoro, and Shi San Yao—these three top faction leaders successively intercepted the charging Ojima commanders one by one.

Veteran Grandmasters like Dao Zheng Mu, including Xiao Fengze, didn’t even get a chance to act.

“Indeed, sending Ashe against you shows a lack of respect for your status.”

Simba pocketed his hands and walked toward Lu Bai: “Commander against commander, king against king.”

Lu Bai responded with a friendly smile: “Forget it, I have other things to do right now.”

After saying that, he looked toward veteran Grandmasters like Dao Zheng Mu and added, “Trouble you all to handle this guy for me first; it shouldn’t take much time.”

White-Browed Bat King didn’t ask, just rolled his shoulders: “Perfect, I haven’t had my fill of fighting this morning.”

Dao Zheng Mu sighed: “This young Simba looks pretty strong; this old man can only try to hold him off for you.”

“Thanks for the trouble.”

Lu Bai patted each veteran Grandmaster’s shoulder one by one, then turned to look toward the death fighters mixed in the crowd.

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