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"Leon Wei, help!"

Pang Haichao was going crazy. He was entangled by Zheng Hu, who wielded the Five Tiger Blade with ferocity, forcing him to evade continuously. Bare-handed against a blade, he clearly had no advantage.

Leon Wei remained calm and composed. "Be careful, the blade is coming."

"You..." Pang Haichao was seething with anger, but he had no choice but to keep evading.

Leon Wei analyzed the strength of the four hall masters in front of him. They were all good, but to him, they were somewhat weak. Before long, with a loud bang, Pang Haichao was kicked by Zheng Hu and spat blood as he fell to the ground.

Instead of pursuing with further attacks, Zheng Hu looked at Pang Haichao with indifference.

The battle between Bai Canghai and Xu Tai, the leader of the Chasing Soul Sect, still hadn't determined a victor. Both were panting heavily, keeping their distance, unwilling to continue the fight.

"Xu Tai, Zheng Hu, is this really necessary?" Bai Canghai angrily exclaimed. Seeing his disciples being defeated by the people from the Mountain and River Martial Hall, he felt anxious. However, he knew the strength of his disciples and realized they were no match for these people.

Xu Tai twisted his wrist and coldly said, "The transportation business has always belonged to the Mountain and River Martial Hall. If your Long Ying Martial Hall dares to meddle, we'll cut off your hands."

"You..." Bai Canghai's face turned ugly. Unable to win in a fight, he was momentarily at a loss for words.

As the melee ended, the disciples of both martial halls wailed. Some lay on the ground screaming, while others held their bloodied heads.

For them, it was truly terrifying.

They had come with their hall masters just to show support, but they never expected to be beaten so badly. Some disciples had managed to escape and blend into the crowd, pretending to be ordinary citizens, their clear eyes filled with a sense of schadenfreude.

Seeing their companions beaten in such a manner, they were all grateful for their quick escape, fearing they would have suffered the same fate.

"Long Ying Martial Hall is truly no match for the Mountain and River Martial Hall."

"Yeah, Pang Haichao was no match for Zheng Hu. His Five Tiger Blade is truly fierce. I heard even a tiger could be cut in half with one strike."

"This melee has truly tarnished the reputation of Long Ying Martial Hall."

As the bystanders whispered and discussed, Leon Wei, who had been sitting all along, finally stood up.

"Hall Master Pang, Hall Master Bai, you should take a look at your disciples," Leon Wei said as he walked over, speaking slowly.

Bai Canghai looked at Leon Wei with a complex expression. "You're only speaking up now. Where were you when all this was happening? Now that we've been defeated, what's the use of speaking up?"

Pang Haichao was greatly displeased with Leon Wei's attitude. When he returned to Long Ying Martial Hall, he would definitely lodge a strong complaint. Not only did Leon Wei not bring his disciples, but he also didn't take any action.

It was despicable, truly despicable.

"Leon Wei, what do you mean?" Pang Haichao angrily asked.

"What do I mean? People pay to learn martial arts, not to sacrifice themselves for you. Look at how badly they've been beaten. As hall masters, since you can't avenge your disciples, let an outsider like me handle it," Leon Wei said.

After saying these words, he noticed that the beaten apprentices were all looking at him with fearful and anxious eyes, with a hint of expectation.

In those anxious and fearful gazes, he saw their wishes.

Most of them hoped to be taught a lesson and to have their revenge.

How could he refuse such a sincere wish?

At that moment, Leon Wei walked towards Xu Tai and Zheng Hu and said, "Our deputy hall master said that your Mountain and River Martial Hall has monopolized the transportation business for too long. Since you've come to use force to drive us away, then Lin naturally can use force to drive you away."

He was now shifting the blame onto the deputy hall master.

The implication was clear: if they wanted to meddle in the transportation business, it was the deputy hall master they should confront.

"Seeking death," Zheng Hu growled lowly and, without hesitation, fiercely swung his blade at Leon Wei. The force behind the swing was extremely ferocious.

At the moment the blade was about to strike, Leon Wei sidestepped, swiftly extended his hand, and with his fingers spread, grabbed the back of the blade. Then, he swiftly struck Zheng Hu's chest with his palm, and with a loud bang, an unbearable force erupted, sending Zheng Hu flying.

"What?" Pang Haichao and Bai Canghai were astonished, their eyes wide as if they had seen a ghost.

Even Xu Tai was shocked, looking at Leon Wei in disbelief.

Leon Wei held Zheng Hu's blade, lightly flicked the blade with his two fingers, and said with a clear and pleasant voice, "A good blade, but the technique is lacking."

After saying this, he forcefully planted the blade into the ground. Then, he glanced at the onlookers in the distance. As he expected, the bystanders were discussing in hushed tones, clearly stunned by his series of actions.

This was the effect he wanted.

At a time when they thought the outcome was certain, he appeared calmly, swiftly turning the entire situation around, thereby elevating his own prestige to the utmost.

"Hall Master Pang, you were unable to retaliate when you were being attacked by him. I thought you were more formidable, but it seems you're not that capable," Leon Wei said, turning his back and smiling.

Pang Haichao's face looked terrible, alternating between pale and flushed. His disciples were present, and now, with Leon Wei's words, he felt utterly humiliated. He seemed resentful, but he couldn't say anything.

At that moment, Xu Tai, the leader of the Chasing Soul Sect, saw Leon Wei's back and, without hesitation, made a sudden move, aiming a strike at Leon Wei's back.

"Leon Wei, be careful," Bai Canghai warned.

Leon Wei's lips curled slightly, and he swiftly turned around, delivering a palm strike. The collision of their palms unleashed a powerful surge of vital energy, causing Xu Tai to retreat repeatedly.

"Xu Hall Master, as a hall master, resorting to sneak attacks is truly disgraceful," Leon Wei sneered.

Xu Tai looked at Leon Wei in horror, his hands trembling as he growled, "What are you all waiting for? Attack him!"

He knew Leon Wei was tough, and he wasn't his match. He intended to use overwhelming numbers to wear him down.

These disciples had been through tough training and were not afraid.

They charged, wielding their clubs and striking at Leon Wei.

"Heh..." Leon Wei let out a low growl, spreading his arms, and vital energy surged through his body. His muscles seemed to swell like rocks.

Bang!

Bang!

The clubs shattered upon impact.

"What?" The charging disciples were stunned. Before they could react, Leon Wei had already begun to counterattack like a wolf among sheep.

In a moment, the sounds of screams filled the air.

To him, this group was simply not worth his attention. They couldn't even break through my defense. How could they possibly fight me?