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"I never expected your master not only taught you excellent martial arts but also had such impressive verbal skills. How pitiful it is that I've lived my whole life only to be outdone by a mere child."
After finishing his words, he lowered his head and looked at his disheveled appearance, unable to suppress a chuckle. Then he made a joke that had been popular two hundred years ago.
"I used to doubt it, but now the truth is right in front of me, and I have no choice but to believe. It's truly said: one should fear not a god-like opponent, but a pig-like teammate. That fool Shi Yushu actually pushed his guardian right to the doorstep of the enemy; I reckon he's not far from death."
Seeing Pizza Hut talking to himself, Niu couldn't help but admire him in silence. His casual guess turned out to be so accurate; he must not survive the night at the United Heart Association headquarters in Hang City.
Such greedy and narrow-minded individuals were hardly worth lamenting over.
"Have you had enough? Do you really think dragging this out will benefit you? You spent millions on living expenses to set your goal; for the sake of our families' well-being, we must complete our mission."
Meizi already held a deep disdain for the White-Haired Elder, but his incessant rambling made her even more intolerant. So she mercilessly interrupted Pizza Hut, who was lost in reflection or sentimentality, and readied her Phoenix Sword for battle once again.
Pizza Hut was still far from being seriously injured, so the fight was far from over.
Though he looked disheveled and somewhat melancholic, there was no trace of despair or fear in him. He had great confidence in himself after living a full life. Since he became the Grand Elder of the Hua Gang Elder Council, that confidence had never waned.
The Hua Gang's Elder Council was different from that of the United Heart Association. Just look at the dozen or so young people in front of Pizza Hut; the Hua Gang valued quantity while the United Heart Association focused on quality.
In his youth, Pizza Hut was also an outstanding figure who managed to stand out among many talented newcomers nurtured by the Elder Council. The hardships he faced during that journey were unimaginable.
Thus, he felt confident about his abilities and smiled happily at the young men and women across from him.
That smile resembled an elder looking at children—not with affection but with amusement at their naivety.
This only fueled Meizi's anger further.
Pizza Hut asked, "What is your mission? To kill me? I doubt Jufeng would take such a joke seriously with two inexperienced kids like you. I did acknowledge your excellence earlier, but that's all it is—excellence. There are too many excellent people in this world; I used to be one of them, and I still stand before you now. Two slightly better-than-average individuals trying to defeat those who are truly exceptional—do you think that's possible?"
His smile grew wild with confidence, making not just Meizi but even Niu feel a sense of disgust.
Meizi really didn't want to waste words; however, she felt that if she didn't point something out to make this old man realize his own limitations, she would regret it later when reflecting on this moment.
She said, "Actually, my intention with the Bull was to kill you, but Jufeng didn't want us to get hurt, so it was changed to just severely injuring you. I now think it's better this way because you can witness everything you've painstakingly built turn to dust. That feeling is something a dead person cannot comprehend."
The conversation had soured, and the disheveled Pizza Hut lost its composure, its expression darkening as if a storm were brewing.
With the Bull and Mei Zi giving him no chance to retaliate, Dragon's Roar erupted, and Feng Yao danced, the sharp sound of swords echoing through the changing suite.
Pizza Hut was seething with rage.
His beloved disciples, the elites of the Elder Council, the future heirs, wore grave expressions.
Having already clashed, people like them would never hold back against the unknown. From the very beginning, over ten of them were filled with murderous intent and aggressive hostility.
In their proud minds, those two young individuals were indeed formidable—truly impressive among their peers. Otherwise, their teacher wouldn't be in such disarray. Yet they were merely two young people surrounded by more than ten of their own kind and backed by their teacher. How could they possibly emerge victorious?
However, as the battle progressed, they suddenly realized they were nothing but frogs at the bottom of a well. The pinnacle of youth was represented by those two, not by what they had previously thought was just slightly superior to themselves.
Thus, they felt an unusual weight of seriousness. They couldn't fight with a determination to die; without that resolve, they couldn't effectively suppress their opponents.
In the world filled with trivial worries, they still aspired for greater glory. They wanted to preserve their lives to compete for the position of the next Grand Elder and inherit a massive gang like Hua Gang, enjoying a carefree life at the top.
So today they could only accept defeat but not death; for if they died, they would have nothing left. Death meant no room for competition—it truly meant the end.
And so they could only concede defeat.
Suddenly, Dragon's Roar Sword rang out—a clear sound that was cruel to their ears.
One young man—a promising talent that Pizza Hut had high hopes for—left the battlefield, unable to continue fighting.
Then Phoenix Sword sang out loudly, piercing through walls; another elite from the Hua Gang Elder Council left the battlefield, unable to continue fighting.
It was like a plague; once there was no effective control and one person began to falter, it would spread relentlessly.
A third person left the battlefield, unable to continue fighting.
The fourth person left the battlefield, unable to continue fighting.
The fifth, sixth, seventh...
The exact number of people no longer mattered; what difference did it make whether there were ten or more? In any case, the final outcome was that everyone had left the battlefield.
Only Pizza Hut remained.
This was yet another phase of the battle. Niu and Mei paused, slightly out of breath, gazing at Pizza Hut.
Their gaze was direct this time, with no other obstacles in between; it was clear as day.
They saw the emotions in Pizza Hut's eyes, a mix of feelings.
But one thing was evident: sadness.
Defeat did not equate to death, for the goals of these two individuals were not personal. With this thought in mind, one after another, people had departed.
It was a sad reality, and thus Pizza Hut felt a profound sorrow.
Mei looked coldly at the elites of Hua Gang, who were either sitting cross-legged, leaning against the wall, or huddled in the corner. There was no disdain or mockery in her gaze, yet for some reason, everyone she looked at felt a sharp pain on their faces.
"Elder Bi, do you still think we are foolish dreamers wanting to kill you? Your support seems to have vanished, and we have now come before you."
Mei particularly enjoyed seeing Pizza Hut like this; there was an inexplicable humor in the profound sadness.
It was akin to an inflated balloon suddenly losing air, flailing about wildly before deflating into despondency.
Listening to Mei's words, Pizza Hut slowly began to remove his tattered outer garments.
"Girl, do you really think what I just displayed is all my strength? While I admit that I am indeed inferior to those old fellows when it comes to nurturing the next generation, in terms of power, they are not my match."
As Pizza Hut finished speaking, the young people around him could not help but lower their heads, unable to meet his gaze.
Meizi watched as Pizza Hut removed its outer layer, revealing a snug long-sleeve shirt, completely intact.
She knew well that despite Pizza Hut's earlier disheveled appearance, it had not sustained any real harm. However, she did not let this weigh heavily on her, as it was all part of her calculations.
"Even at your peak, do you really think you can stand against me and Niu?"
Meizi retorted without mercy.
Upon hearing this, Pizza Hut suddenly burst into laughter, shaking its head in a condescending manner.
"Such bravado only reveals your inner struggles and fears. Tonight, I will teach you what it means to respect your elders."
With that, Pizza Hut's aura shifted dramatically. The snug long sleeves began to stretch against bulging muscles, white hair rising as if stirred by an unseen wind, and its gaze turned sharp like a newly forged legendary blade.
The surrounding disciples gasped in shock. It had been over a decade since they had seen their master take action; they never expected such formidable strength still resided within him. With this in mind, the outcome of the night seemed all but certain.
A faint sense of regret blossomed in everyone's hearts as they cursed themselves for giving up too soon. If only they could have held on a little longer.
Gaining the master's favor sometimes mattered more than sheer strength.
Chang Guohong watched as Pizza Hut's momentum grew stronger, his heart racing. He had just witnessed the astonishing power of Meizi and Niu; he couldn't believe this old man still had such vigor in his twilight years.
Yet for some reason, despite Pizza Hut's seemingly incredible power now, Chang Guohong felt no concern at all.
Meizi looked at Pizza Hut while Niu gazed at Meizi.
"Are you ready?" Meizi asked.
"One strike to end it, no problem," Niu replied.
Meizi nodded and handed over the Phoenix Sword.
Niu took the sword, now wielding two blades.
Meizi sent out her sword, leaving her hands empty.
Then the two of them rushed towards Pizza Hut together.
Pizza Hut watched their actions and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
Could it be...
Before there was time to think further, they had already arrived.
Suddenly, a hurricane swept through the room, and two beams of sword light flickered alternately, forcing everyone to raise their hands to shield their eyes.
After about two seconds, the wind abruptly ceased, catching everyone off guard.
The sword lights vanished, and the crowd quickly turned their gaze to the center of the room.
They saw Meizi and Niu still standing in their previous positions, while Pizza Hut seemed untouched.
However, there was now a fist-sized hole in its chest, blood gushing out.
It looked down at its chest with difficulty, unable to believe what had happened. It wasn't fatal, but its martial arts prowess was likely ruined.
Across from them, Niu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body weakened to the point that he dropped his sword and nearly fell.
Yet he did not fall because Meizi had come to his side at that moment.
Meizi's arms hung limply at her sides; it appeared she had dislocated something. It must have been incredibly painful, yet there was no trace of pain on her face.
Niu looked at Meizi; the two leaned on each other as they slowly made their way out, speaking as if no one else was around.
Niu felt a bit guilty and said, "I should have assisted you from the start. It's not good for a girl to dislocate her arm."
Surprisingly, Meizi did not get angry. Due to her arm's condition, she didn't even pinch Niu's ear.
She simply said, "Fool, do you think seeing me spit blood won't make your heart ache?"
The two of them arrived in front of Chang Guohong, and Niu Softly said, "Please help me put away the sword."
Chang Guohong was still in shock from earlier and nodded blankly.
The two figures disappeared again at the doorway.
From beginning to end, they did not glance at Pizza Hut again.
(To be continued)
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