Chapter 16

The flattering compliments made Lei Hong feel elated. He loved this feeling of having others revolve around him, though of course he knew their support was closely tied to his father being the hall master of Juli Martial Hall.

Leon Wei was also very pleased, as the shop was his and it wasn't easy to encounter such a wealthy patron.

"Young Master Lei, you are truly magnanimous," Leon Wei said.

"Not at all. Being able to use silver to lift my mood is well worth it in my view," Lei Hong waved his hand, long accustomed to being the center of attention wherever he went, precisely because he was willing to spend money.

"I heard Young Master Lei speaking just now, and you seem very familiar with the situation of the Six Gates. Would you be able to share more with me?" Leon Wei wanted to know the specifics about the Six Gates. Ordinary people didn't know, and those who did know might not be willing to tell him the truth. The Lei Hong before him should be able to inform him.

Lei Hong smiled, "Leon Wei, you've asked the right person. I dare not say much else, but I am indeed very familiar with the state of the Six Gates."

"Please do tell, Young Master Lei."

Leon Wei assumed a posture of attentive listening. He knew that for someone analyzing the situation for others, it would feel quite satisfying, like a teacher lecturing and seeing the dawning realization on the faces of ignorant students under his guidance. That feeling was incomparably gratifying.

Lei Hong shifted his bottom and sat beside Leon Wei, tilting his head and speaking in a low voice.

"Let's start with the Lower Three Gates. Eagle Martial Hall is responsible for the tile district, Juli Martial Hall for the east market, and Boulder Martial Hall for the west market. Although the Lower Three Gates appear united, there is actually fierce infighting. The entertainment industry in the tile district has an extremely strong ability to absorb money, so how could the other two halls not covet it? They've all reached out to probe and touch upon those interests, it's just that ordinary people are unaware of these struggles."

Leon Wei nodded silently as he listened. The conflict between the Lower Three Gates had not been exposed, likely because it was the upper echelons jockeying with each other...

As for when a major clash would occur, in his view, it was unlikely to happen. The government needed to maintain stability and couldn't allow the Six Gates to fall into chaos. Of course, he felt someone had already made a move - Zhao Tiexin of Shanhe Martial Hall killing the county magistrate Liu Shen, presumably to stir up the situation.

However, that level was a bit too high, not something he could touch upon yet.

Lei Hong also described the situation with the Upper Three Gates, which was the same as the Lower Three - disputes over interests.

However, this gave Leon Wei a more comprehensive understanding of the state of affairs in Ankang County and how he should proceed in the future.

"Many thanks for informing me, Young Master Lei. I, Lin, am endlessly grateful." Leon Wei cupped his fist in thanks. The Lei Hong before him wasn't actually that bad, and was quite enthusiastic.

"It's nothing, just minor matters. I heard Leon Wei will soon be competing against two others in a martial arts contest for the position of outer steward. I'm here to wish in advance that you take first place," Lei Hong said.

"I appreciate your kind words. However, Bai Canghai and Pang Haichao won't be easy to deal with. Victory is still uncertain," Leon Wei showed some humility.

Of course, he definitely didn't take those two seriously. There was still time before the martial arts contest. In this period, he would be able to raise his strength to an extremely high level.

"I believe Leon Wei will surely win," Lei Hong stated with certainty.

"Why?"

"Because I have a keen eye for people. Even my dad has said, I may have no other skills - I'm no good at martial arts or studying, and my money-making ability is a complete mess - but I'm uniquely sharp when it comes to judging people." Lei Hong said with a hint of pride.

"..."

Leon Wei was speechless. Alright, your eye for people was indeed very accurate. Among the hundreds of thousands in Ankang County, you spotted him, the one with cheat powers, at a glance. He had to admit, it was truly precise.

"Young Master Lei, what are your thoughts on the matter of County Magistrate Liu Shen?" Leon Wei asked.

Hearing this question, Lei Hong's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly gestured not to speak of it, then glanced around. Seeing no one paying attention, he said in a low voice, "Leon Wei, absolutely do not casually inquire about this matter. Although the murderer was Ghost Blade Lu Yong, those in the know understand that even with ten times the guts he wouldn't dare lay a hand on the county magistrate. But the case has already been settled now, so there's nothing more to say."

Lei Hong was unwilling to say more on this. Leon Wei understood. It seemed some people knew there were issues, but no one was willing to speak up, simply treating Ghost Blade Lu Yong as the culprit.

Just then, the street became noisy and clamorous.

"The Three Circles Society is giving free medical treatment!"

"Oh my, wait for me!"

The commoners on the street ran off into the distance.

"Three Circles Society?" Leon Wei frowned. He was very unfamiliar with the Three Circles Society and had no recollection of it.

Lei Hong said, "Leon Wei, this Three Circles Society is quite close with Black Stone Martial Hall of the Upper Three Gates. I've heard rumors that the majority of the people Black Stone Martial Hall traffics are sent over by the Three Circles Society. Of course, these are just hearsay. As for the specifics, I don't know either."

Leon Wei didn't speak. Among the Six Gates, the one he was most dissatisfied with was naturally Black Stone Martial Hall.

Throughout history, those engaged in human trafficking were never good people. It caused the ruin and death of who knew how many families. Although Black Stone Martial Hall superficially dealt with those voluntarily selling themselves, when faced with the profits from human trafficking, some were probably directly kidnapped.

Now with the Three Circles Society providing free medical treatment, could it be that they were selecting able-bodied people?

"Young Master Lei, does the county yamen not regulate this?" Leon Wei asked.

Lei Hong said softly, "The Six Gates and county yamen are in cahoots. As long as there's money to be made, who cares about whom? Our county magistrate has already been in office for twenty years. He clearly has a three-year term, but why hasn't he left? It's because the oil and water in our Ankang County is no trifling amount."

Leon Wei looked at the young Lei Hong and found this kid was truly easy to get along with. What he said was genuine.

At this time, Lei Hong saw someone on the street and called out, "A Gou, what are you doing?"

Walking on the street, A Gou was carrying various things. He raised his head to look at the building, "Young master, it's your lord father's birthday today."

Upon hearing this, Lei Hong slapped his thigh. "Oh no, I'm in trouble." He suddenly remembered this matter. "Leon Wei, let's meet another day. I actually forgot my dad's birthday. I was still half-asleep. I need to hurry and buy a gift, otherwise my dad will beat me to death."

"I'm off, I'm off." Lei Hong cupped his fist and left in a rush.

Leon Wei watched his departing figure and couldn't help but chuckle. He also turned and left. He was a bit curious about the Three Circles Society and really wanted to see what intentions these Three Circles Society members treating illnesses had.

When he arrived at the place where the Three Circles Society was providing medical treatment, a long line had already formed early on. Many commoners brought over sick family members. After all, when poor families fell ill, they had no money to find a doctor and could only endure. If they could make it through then they lived, if not then they died.

Looking at the Three Circles Society members sitting there:

[It's so hard to find a good set of teeth. I really hope to find some soon...]

[A ten-year-old girl, fair-skinned and tender-faced, hurry and appear...]

[Black Stone Martial Hall needs ten strapping men, not easy to find...]

Seeing the wishes above their heads, Leon Wei turned and left, disappearing into the crowd...

Eagle Martial Hall

"Brother Zhang, many thanks."

The reason Leon Wei came here was to select a martial art. His surging blood energy had not yet reached its peak and needed to continue rising. After much deliberation, he finally chose a fist art that sounded quite impressive.

"Dragon Elephant Fist"

This fist art required points to exchange for. He didn't have any, but Zhang Shan did.

Zhang Shan had helped him avoid the miserable fate of being a side character, so using his points to exchange for a fist art seemed reasonable.

"What are you thanking me for? You're really treating me as an outsider." Zhang Shan said, "However, Leon Wei, won't practicing like this seem too miscellaneous? It's very easy to have problems."

"No matter," Leon Wei waved his hand with a smile, inwardly also thinking - no matter, I have cheat powers, don't worry.

"Sigh, alright then." Zhang Shan sighed and didn't say much more. He had already applied to be a true disciple, and would likely be approved in the next day or two. His mental state had greatly improved.

At this moment, a voice sounded out.

"I presume this is Leon Wei of Lin's Martial Hall?"

Leon Wei and Zhang Shan looked towards the source of the voice. A middle-aged man walked over. The man had a mighty physique, valiant and extraordinary. As he approached, it was as if a furnace was drawing near, and a scorching pressure bore down.

"Leon Wei, he is Hall Master Shi Ming," Zhang Shan softly reminded.

"Hall Master Shi." Leon Wei cupped his fist, then habitually glanced at the other party's head.

No wish?

This made him somewhat in disbelief.

Leon Wei was disappointed that the Hall Master seemed to have no aspirations despite his lofty position. But why was Hall Master Shi even bothering to engage with him? Until he understood the situation better, Leon decided to keep a low profile.

Shi Ming looked over Leon Wei appraisingly and nodded with satisfaction. "Not bad, you have good spirit and energy. I had thought you got into the Red Fist Martial Hall through connections, but it seems you do have some real skill."

Those words were a bit harsh. What did he mean by "connections"? But the mention of Red Fist Martial Hall put Leon on alert. Han Wei had told him that the affiliated spot was originally supposed to go to Red Fist. And it was Steward Yu who had pulled strings for them. But could a mere steward decide such matters?

That was definitely not possible. There had to be someone higher up who approved it behind the scenes. Could it be that Hall Master Shi was actually Steward Yu's backer? The more Leon thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

"Thank you for the praise, Hall Master Shi," Leon replied.

He could tell the hall master before him was a top expert. His aura was too strong. Leon wasn't sure if he had reached the True Qi realm yet.

Hall Master Shi smiled insincerely and glanced at Zhang Shan standing to the side. Under that gaze, Zhang Shan hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to meet the hall master's sharp eyes. Beads of sweat rolled down his face.

Seeing Zhang Shan so intimidated by him, Hall Master Shi nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned his attention back to Leon Wei.

"Work hard. In our Soaring Eagle Martial Hall, as long as you have talent, you can be promoted. The Tri-Hall Tournament is fast approaching. I hope you put in your best efforts." Hall Master Shi raised a hand and lightly patted Leon's shoulder. Though it looked gentle, there was an oppressive force behind it that startled Leon into circulating his Qi blood to withstand it.

Shi Ming's face flickered with surprise. He hadn't expected this youngster to resist.

"Thank you for the advice, Hall Master Shi. I, Leon, will work hard," Leon said calmly. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he added, "Previously, Xiang Shuang tried to assassinate me while I was out suppressing bandits. In the end, I killed him instead. I found a bank note for a thousand taels of silver on his body. He had clearly made preparations early on. If not for my appearance, he would have definitely become the affiliated martial hall."

As Leon revealed this, Shi Ming's expression changed slightly. He chuckled lightly without saying a word and turned to leave.

"Brother Zhang, no need to be so tense. He's gone now," Leon said, trying not to laugh at Zhang Shan's trembling state. As for mentioning the thousand tael bank note just now, that was intentional. Leon wasn't sure if it would have any effect, but he wanted to bring it up. From the look in Shi Ming's eyes, Leon could tell there was more to this matter.

"Who's tense? I'm not tense. This is just a show of respect for the higher-ups," Zhang Shan retorted.

"Is Steward Yu in cahoots with Shi Ming?"

When the man was present, he was called "Hall Master Shi", but as soon as he left, it was just "Shi Ming".

"That's right. Steward Yu was promoted to his position by Hall Master Shi himself."

"Oh."

Hearing this, what more was there to say? They were clearly on the same side. Just now, Shi Ming appeared to be smiling, but he was probably cursing out Leon, this Chen Yaojin who showed up halfway, in his heart.

...

The night was deep. The shops on the street had long since closed their doors. In these ancient times without street lamps, one could only rely on the natural moonlight to walk. Fortunately, Leon's martial cultivation was not bad now. His eyes were sharp and he could see the road ahead clearly.

Leon glanced at the five white Wish Points with satisfaction. Life went on like this, day by day. Unhurried, accumulating bit by bit. The more he drew from the lottery, the more his strength would naturally increase.

Suddenly, under the moonlight, three masked figures appeared. They had sacks slung over their shoulders that looked like they contained something. When they saw Leon on the street, they were clearly startled. Their steps paused momentarily but then they continued forward, directly ignoring him.

Leon looked at them and they glanced back at Leon. No words were exchanged, no actions taken. They simply passed by each other like this.

"Stop right there," Leon called out.

The lead figure spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "Kid, don't stick your nose in other people's business and bring trouble on yourself."

"Heh, threatening me? You've got some guts."

Leon laughed. If it was a top expert threatening him, he might have had to swallow his pride. But now these three little thieves dared to threaten him? It made him very unhappy. No matter what, he was a dignified martial hall master!

"Get rid of him," the lead man said impatiently.

One of them set down the sack on his shoulder. It landed on the ground with a dull thud, as if it contained meat. The masked man then pulled out a dagger and walked step by step towards Leon, a vicious look in his eyes. He suddenly stabbed at Leon's neck.

His movements were swift, his techniques ruthless. One look and you could tell he was well-practiced. He definitely hadn't done this just a few times before.

Just as the dagger in the man's hand was about to reach him, Leon made his move in a flash.

The masked man only felt his vision blur. The dagger in his hand was somehow taken by his opponent. Then, he felt a pain in his chest. Looking down, the dagger was actually stabbed into his own chest.

"Ah...ahh!" The masked man collapsed to the ground with a miserable cry. He wanted to pull out the dagger embedded in his chest.

"I advise you not to pull it out. Otherwise, you'll bleed out and die even faster," Leon kindly reminded him.

The masked man looked at Leon in agony, then lowered his head to stare at the dagger in his chest. He had no idea what happened. How did the dagger end up stabbed into his own body?

The other two masked men panicked when they saw this. They knew this fellow was probably a tough one.

"Run!"

They threw down the sacks and fled without a second thought.

But just as Leon was about to chase them down and finish them off, more movement appeared. Several men with swords at their waists and torches in hand emerged from the alley, surrounding and capturing the two fleeing men. They wore the uniforms of the Inspection Department.

Leon opened one of the sacks. Inside was actually a young girl, not very old.

This suddenly reminded him of the Triad Society he saw during the day. The wish floating above those men's heads was to abduct girls. He didn't expect them to take action that very night.

The girl was unharmed, likely just drugged unconscious.

At this time, one of the Inspection Department men walked over to Leon, his expression solemn and slightly wary as he looked at Leon. It was too dark and he couldn't make out Leon's face. He also didn't know what Leon did for a living.

His hand was already on the hilt of his sword. If the situation seemed off in the slightest, he would draw his blade and attack.

"I am Leon Wei, the master of the Lin Family Martial Hall. On my way home at night, I encountered these three sneaking around suspiciously, so I made a move and took one of them down," Leon introduced himself.

In the past, if he mentioned the Lin Family Martial Hall, people might have thought, what Lin Family? Among the dozens of large and small martial halls in Ankang County, who knew what the Lin Family Martial Hall was?

But it was different now. The Lin Family Martial Hall had made a name for itself.

Sure enough, after he revealed his identity, the man visibly relaxed. He even removed his hand from his sword hilt.

See, this was the benefit of having a reputation.

"So it's Master Leon. I am Inspector Mo Wangnian of the Inspection Department."

Mo Wangnian cupped his hands in salute. He had naturally heard of the Lin Family Martial Hall and knew it was affiliated with the Soaring Eagle Martial Hall.

"Inspector Mo, I've long admired you," Leon said, sizing up the other man.

Mo had a square face that exuded an upright aura, especially those bright, spirited eyes. With some people, you could tell at a glance if they were righteous or not, as if it was written all over their face.

Leon also hadn't expected the Inspector to personally take action. The position of Inspector was equivalent to the head of the Inspection Department, similar to a modern day Chief of Police. His status was not low and the power in his hands was terrifyingly great.

"Thank you for your help in stopping them, Master Leon. Otherwise, three more families would have lost their children." Mo Wangnian was extremely grateful. When the Triad Society appeared during the day, he had already started paying attention.

Others might not know what the Triad Society did, but he knew. He also knew that the Triad Society had an inseparable relationship with the Black Stone Martial Hall. They specialized in human trafficking.

But there was nothing he could do. His personal power was too small. He couldn't contend against such a behemoth.

"As martial artists, when encountering such matters, we naturally cannot stand by and do nothing," Leon said.

He looked at the wish floating above Mo Wangnian's head and his heart trembled slightly.

There were actually still people who truly worked for the common folk.

[Truly hope to uproot the Black Stone Martial Hall that trafficks people (0/1), reward: 5 gold Wish Points]

The reward for this wish was actually gold and the amount was actually five points.

In that moment, Leon's heart burned with passion.

He wanted it.

He just knew.

Removing the Blackstone Martial Hall completely would be a daunting task.

It was a colossal entity with intricate and complex interests. Anyone who dared to openly confront the Blackstone Martial Hall might suddenly vanish without a trace, disappearing completely.

Mo Xunjian's wish to uproot the Blackstone Martial Hall indicated that he knew all the disappearances were orchestrated by them. However, being able to survive until now, besides being related to his own strength, it seemed he also knew when to be cautious and not act too boldly.

"Leon Wei, leave the rest to our Inspectorate. It's getting late; you should go back," Mo Wangnian said.

Leon Wei glanced at Mo Wangnian, then at the two individuals with knives at their throats, and remarked, "Why do I feel like their eyes seem familiar? Let me uncover their veils and take a closer look."

As he reached out to do so...

Snap!

Mo Wangnian caught Leon Wei's wrist. "Leon Wei, go back. We'll handle this ourselves."

Their eyes met.

From Mo Wangnian's gaze, Leon Wei sensed a warning not to stir up trouble needlessly, clearly aware of the great terror these individuals were associated with, hoping to prevent Leon Wei from causing trouble and facing retaliation.

Leon Wei chuckled awkwardly, withdrew his hand, and said, "Alright, since it's your order, Lord Mo, I'll take my leave."

"Thank you, Leon Wei. I will come to thank you in person another day," Mo Wangnian said with a bow.

After Leon Wei left, Mo Wangnian watched his disappearing figure in the darkness and then turned to his men, "The capture of the three individuals today was carried out solely by our Inspectorate, without any external assistance. Is that clear to everyone?"

"Understood," the group responded in unison.

Mo Wangnian gestured for them to take the captives away. Those he had brought out were his own people. As for some individuals within the Inspectorate, he had long suspected them of colluding with the Blackstone Martial Hall and being bought off.

...

Lin Martial Hall.

[Congratulations on drawing: Proficiency in Wave Finger - 50]

[Congratulations on drawing: Proficiency in Dragon Elephant Fist - 100]

[Congratulations on drawing: Proficiency in Diamond Seal - 30]

...

All five wishes were depleted.

The gains were substantial; mastering the Wave Finger and Dragon Elephant Fist had significantly improved his strength. The Dragon Elephant Fist was powerful and heavy, like a dragon and elephant stamping, enhancing his vitality significantly. With his robust vitality, he felt a notable difference.

He even felt as though the blood and energy in his body were beginning to condense into a film, giving him a clear understanding of his physical condition despite being unable to introspect.

The entry-level Wave Finger made him more confident in dealing with opponents at the Flesh and Blood Realm.

This finger technique was specifically designed to break through the Flesh and Blood Realm, a high-level martial art. Luna Ming had imparted this supreme skill to him, indicating her significant status within the Changying Martial Hall.

In the courtyard.

Leon Wei practiced martial arts under the moonlight, resembling an elf dancing gracefully. His fists, palms, legs, and fingers seamlessly connected various martial arts techniques, and his body gradually emitted heat.

If anyone saw him, they would surely marvel at how someone could master four different martial arts styles simultaneously and maintain such energy.

After a moment.

He exhaled a breath like an arrow, spreading several meters before dissipating gradually.

Feeling refreshed and comfortable all over.

Standing in the darkness, he looked up at the moon.

"Not strong enough, not nearly strong enough. Strength is paramount now. If I can break through to the True Qi Realm, I will possess absolute power to sweep through Ankang County."

He knew it would be easy for him to break through to the Flesh and Blood Realm now, but he didn't want to leave any gaps.

When he perfected the Dragon Elephant Fist, it should be sufficient.

...

Several days later.

In the courtyard.

Leon Wei sat, sipping tea, watching his apprentices practice. After their recent efforts, Jin Ray and Haizhu had made remarkable progress. With the help of the Blood Tiger Pill and the Accelerated Training Room, their advancements were beyond ordinary.

The other apprentices were also doing well.

He observed everything closely.

In the past, they might not have been so diligent in a martial hall, but now their status in the martial hall was respectable. They had already integrated martial arts training into their lives as a means of sustenance. They were tied to the martial hall, thriving or failing together.

Leon Wei also added them to the list for the Accelerated Training Room, allowing them to enjoy rapid progress.

Glancing at the data:

[Martial Arts: Wind Thunder Palm (Breakthrough Realm), Blazing Fire Leg (Perfection), Wave Finger (Entry 415/1000), Dragon Elephant Fist (Great Completion 168/500)]

[Skills: Art of Talismans - Diamond Seal (Entry 234/1000)]

The recent gains in proficiency were not bad.

Everything was progressing well.

At that moment, a figure appeared - Inspector Mo Wangnian, holding a gift box, dressed casually, entering the martial hall's gates.

"Inspector Mo," Leon Wei stood up to greet him.

"Leon Wei."

Since that night, they had no further interactions. Mo Wangnian's wishes remained unchanged, still focused on eradicating the Blackstone Martial Hall. This unwavering determination spoke volumes about the intensity of his resolve.

"Inspector Mo, have those individuals confessed?" Leon Wei inquired curiously, noting Mo Wangnian's unchanged wishes, indicating his deep-seated determination to eliminate the Blackstone Martial Hall.

"Ah," Mo Wangnian sighed lightly, shaking his head as he picked up a tea cup but then set it down. "To be honest, those two were silenced."

"What? Even in the Inspectorate?" Leon Wei was surprised.

Mo Wangnian explained, "Their reach is extensive and complex. They have people within the Inspectorate, making it hard to guard against. I'm sure this sounds laughable to you, but even as an Inspector, I am powerless in this situation."

Mo Wangnian's tone carried a sense of helplessness, as if he harbored ambitions to save the country but was now unable to act due to the prevailing corruption.

"Inspector Mo, the individuals who captured them should be from the Three Elements Society, right?" Leon Wei suggested.

"Hmm?" Mo Wangnian looked at Leon Wei in astonishment, not expecting him to know this.

Leon Wei continued calmly, "And the people behind the Three Elements Society should be from the Blackstone Martial Hall, correct?"

Mo Wangnian gazed deeply at Leon Wei.

"These are not secrets. While I may lack influence here, there are things I am aware of. Inspector Mo, you have always wanted to eradicate the Blackstone Martial Hall, a determination I truly admire," Leon Wei said.

Mo Wangnian smiled and shook his head. "There's nothing to admire. Over the years, I have made no progress. They are too terrifying and powerful. Trying to shake the Blackstone Martial Hall with my strength is like hitting a rock with an egg. I came here today just to remind you, Leon Wei, that if your assistance in intercepting is leaked, beware of retaliation from the Three Elements Society."

Leon Wei laughed heartily. "No problem. Let them come. I, Lin, fear no petty villains. But Inspector Mo, you should be cautious. You have been at odds with them for so long. Beware of them resorting to desperate measures."

He dared to kill even a Third-Rank County Officer, let alone an Inspector.

Mo Wangnian didn't say much.

Since he arrived from elsewhere to take up his position here, he had long put life and death aside. Among the Six Gates, he detested the Blackstone Martial Hall the most for their heinous deeds that provoked divine and human wrath.

In previous years, Ankang County lost hundreds of people, mostly children.

The horrifying numbers illustrated the lawlessness and tyranny of the Three Elements Society and the Blackstone Martial Hall.

Unfortunately, he was isolated and without support. The County Magistrate had deep-rooted connections here and was close to the Six Gates. How could he possibly assist Mo Wangnian in confronting the Blackstone Martial Hall? Everything depended on him alone.

As Leon Wei rose, he looked at the apprentices practicing outside and said slowly, "Not yet, not yet. If Inspector Mo trusts me, then wait a little longer. When the time comes, I will help you."

"Hmm?" Mo Wangnian looked up in astonishment at Leon Wei.

It seemed he hadn't expected Leon Wei to say such words.

That was the Blackstone Martial Hall, one of the Three Top Gates.

Would you dare to help me?

Just wait a little longer. Watching Leon Wei's departing figure, Mo Wangnian couldn't help but feel a tremendous aura emanating from that silhouette.

An illusion, perhaps?

It must be an illusion.

Little did he know, Leon Wei was waiting to strengthen himself, all while aiming for those five gleaming golden wish points.

Based on the current progress.

Leon Wei was confident that when the Three Gates Martial Competition ended, it would mark the day he rose to fame in Ankang County.

Forget about the Three Top Gates or the Three Lower Gates.

Forget about the complex relationships and deep backgrounds.

In the face of absolute strength.

Everything was just paper tigers.