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Chapter 400 - 400 Wolfish Ambitions 233 (4400) (Thanks to Book

Chapter 400: Wolfish Ambitions 233 (4400) (Thanks to Book Friend Xuan_Pi’s 10000 QiDian Coins Reward)_2 Chapter 400: Wolfish Ambitions 233 (4400) (Thanks to Book Friend Xuan_Pi’s 10000 QiDian Coins Reward)_2 Several minutes later, the crowd arrived in front of the manor’s fighting field. It was at this time that the bald man walked back.

He moved over to Lance, whispering to him.

“Lance, later we will…”

Everyone stepped into the fighting field, a specially designed indoor combat space. Multiple white pillars held up the vast space, the battlefield was square and almost the size of half a football field, surrounded by a black railing.

The gate master of the Evil Eye Fist Sect, Justin, said with some showmanship, “This fighting field was just built half a year ago by the Evil Eye Fist. We hired a professional designer to design it with a simple and grand style. This place cost quite a bit of resources and cash.”

The bald man glanced around, perceiving an inexplicable familiarity with the overall construction. Suddenly, he remembered something, “Gate Master Justin, this design style of this fighting field seems similar to the large-scale Kendo training field that my Soul-Losing Swordmanship Sect built in Nanjin City. Oh, I was just saying it looks alike, possibly because all beautiful buildings share a common purpose, don’t mind too much…”

But Justin burst into laughter, “Yes, it’s just like your Soul-Losing Swordmanship Sect’s Kendo field. Seems like you saw it. You aren’t wrong. Since I visited your branch in Nanjin City two years ago, I was impressed by its grand and practical design, so I borrowed part of the style, and also incorporated aspects from the boxing field I saw when I visited Star Ring Fist headquarters, and the Sports Boxing Hall built by Yunquan Dog in the urban area of East Sea County. I combined them to build this fighting field. As an outsider, I simply took the parts I liked and mixed them to create a hodgepodge. I hope the members of the Soul-Losing Swordmanship Sect will not laugh at me…”

Justin’s laughter was hearty, and he candidly admitted that the Evil Eye Fist’s fighting field was modeled after three other martial art schools’ facilities. This revelation caused no embarrassment, but rather displayed a sense of freedom and openness.

From the perspective of the members of the Soul-Losing Swordmanship Sect and the Star Ring Fist, it was clear that Justin and his Evil Eye Fist were not trying to hide their ambitions. The design of the new fighting field took inspiration from the top three factions within the East Nine Gates. His intentions didn’t need to be explicitly stated.

Those who knew, knew.

When they were weak, this act was a display of reverence. When they were strong and hidden in the shadows, this act was a sign of great ambition.

Lance and Aro exchanged a glance, seeming to reach a silent consensus. Their gaze towards Justin became increasingly solemn. This trip to Windsor County was not in vain. They inadvertently discovered a deep-seated competitor within the Nine Gates. They would act according to the plan they discussed earlier.

After finishing his speech, Justin turned back and saw the strange stares from Lance and the others. He was a bit puzzled, thinking that they were probably unhappy that the design of their fighting field had been copied.

He coughed twice and then said to everyone,

“Please.”

Among the secret martial followers in Windsor County, Xiu Te, the gate master of the Panming Martial Way, stood up, his eyes fixed on Lance.

But Lance seemed unconcerned. He walked straight to the fighting field, his longsword under his trench coat swaying slightly.

“Hmph.” Xiu Te snorted coldly and stepped forward as well.

Suddenly, only two men were left in the spacious fighting field, facing each other. The rest of the people were gathered around the black railing, watching the impending battle.

“In this round, big brother will definitely win, or at least tie.” A beautiful girl with silver hair looked at the fighting field and said. A thin sword hung at her slender waist.

“I think he has a higher chance of winning. Ever since he started challenging others, he has been getting stronger and stronger, improving rapidly. After his challenge against the president of the Secret Sword Association a few days ago, he made a small breakthrough. He’s getting closer to that mysterious and powerful realm of a fighter…” A young man standing with his arms crossed over his chest said softly.

“Watch closely…” The bald man looked over from a distance.

On the field, the atmosphere was tense.

“Kid, despite being one of the three stars of the east and having reached the major accomplishment stage of a boxer, if you want to defeat me, I’m afraid you’re not ready yet. Let me, representing the martial world of Windsor County, educate you…” Xiu Te stared at Lance.

“You talk too much.” Lance removed the bandage from his sword.

“Good!” A flicker of anger passed over Xiu Te’s face. His hands crossed in a flash and reached into the pockets on either side of his clothes. With a swish and an afterimage, his palms were already by his sides. A pair of black leather fist guards, studded with blunt conical spikes that reflected a faint light, appeared on them.

“Clang!”

The sound of the sword being drawn from its sheath reverberated in the air. With the afterimage of his trench coat flashing through the air, Lance had already closed in on Xiu Te.

“Fast and furious, I won’t hold back!”

His dark red eyes narrowed, and a silvery sword light stretched out from his arm, transforming into a circle of light in the afterimage.

Clang!

The blade of the sword swiftly swept through the air, colliding with the incoming fist guards. The impact of the sword edge and spikes on the fist guards sparked off a stream of golden red sparks.

Lance twisted his wrist, and the Swift Sword in his hand drew a swiftly rotating flower, swiftly launching an attack on three positions around Xiu Te. In less than half a second, he made at least ten strikes.

Clang, clang, clang…The sounds of metal clashing echoed continuously.

The air was full of flashing sparks, all in golden red.