When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 94 Three-Star Tiger Formation
4:30 p.m., in the old town.

The sky had darkened, and gusts of cold wind swept through the old residential buildings, bringing with them a sinister howl.

A burly figure stood atop a residential building, looking down into another building not far away, his gaze seemingly piercing through the concrete walls to see two targets inside.

He took out his phone, dialed a number, and said in a deep voice, "Yunlai Group and the Martial Arts Association have received the message and are expected to arrive in twenty minutes. Li Yundong's son has already performed the sacrificial ceremony."

“Once the Yunlai Group sees the sacrificial site, they will definitely clash with the Martial Arts Association,” a disguised voice came from the phone. “After you confirm that a conflict has occurred, return.”

"it is good."

The burly figure ended the conversation, then crushed the old phone in his hand, crumpled the SIM card inside into a ball, and stomped on it several times.

There are twenty minutes left...
The burly figure suddenly focused his gaze.

He saw a teenager running towards the target residential building at lightning speed.

The man in black, carrying a longsword from the Yuqing Heavy Industry's Xiaolian series, is Bai Ze.

He was a member of the Martial Arts Association, but he arrived much earlier than the people from Yunlai Group.

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Bai Ze navigated the old town with practiced ease.

He had lived in the old town for over a decade, and he didn't even need Luo Shui to give him directions; he knew exactly how to get there.

In just five minutes, Bai Ze had already approached the target residential building.

As long as you bypass the intersection ahead...

Bai Ze stopped, caught his breath, walked slowly for a few steps to recover, and calmed the agitation brought on by the rush before quickening his pace and heading towards the intersection ahead.

It was at this moment that a cold wind blew out from the alleyway on the side, and then—

"Roar!"

A low growl suddenly rang out, and a gust of evil wind carrying a dark shadow surged out from the alley, with two hands like sharp claws reaching out from the wind.

Fast! Ruthless! Fierce!
Before Bai Ze could even speak, one claw had already gripped Bai Ze's shoulder, while the other claw was aimed at Bai Ze's throat.

but--

The black and white armor appeared in response to the stimulus, and the phase shift protective divine skill was passively triggered the moment the sharp claws touched the clothing.

With Bai Ze's words carrying divine power, his Phase Shift Protective Divine Skill remained in a state of constant readiness. Even if there was no time to react, the Qi Armor would automatically activate when attacked.

The black and white armor vibrated rapidly, turning into a dazzling array of colors, and a burst of heat erupted from its shoulders, forming a gust of hot air.

The stronger the attack the Qi Armor encounters, the more heat energy it converts. This is just a single claw strike that can release a gust of hot air. Its strength even surpasses that of Jiang Xun, a powerful enemy it has fought before.

Without time to think, Bai Ze lowered his shoulders and used the protection of his Qi Armor to escape from the opponent's claws. Invisible Qi burst forth from his body, striking the opponent and creating a shockwave that forced him to retreat, avoiding the other claw.

Upon seeing this, the figure in the fierce wind stomped its foot to stop its charge, then pressed its falling hands down to the ground, pouncing again like a ferocious beast, its claws aimed straight at Bai Ze's chest.

He clearly knew that Bai Ze was skilled in swordsmanship and planned to launch a fierce attack.

If Bai Ze were to draw his sword, the opponent's sharp claws would first tear open Bai Ze's chest.

"Wandering clouds startle the dragon."

Internal energy surged into the scabbard, and the Xiaolian Sword was unleashed with a violent jolt. At the same time, a claw shadow struck.

"Clang—" The clear sound of the sword rang out, accompanied by a sharp sword light. The Xiaolian Sword, which had been automatically drawn from its sheath, had not yet been grasped by Bai Ze's right hand, but it had already slashed out on its own.

It was as if an invisible hand was gripping the hilt of a sword, unleashing a fierce strike.

The sword light slashed across the claws, unleashing a sharp edge and a tearing sound.

In an instant, blood flashed and the black shadow retreated rapidly.

The fierce wind surged back and swept several meters before stopping.

The shadowy figure revealed itself in the gloomy sky; it was a man wearing a mask and a baseball cap, with his eyes hidden under the brim of the cap.

He was burly and wore a black trench coat, with what appeared to be a stab-proof vest visible beneath the open coat.

His hands were also wearing black, cut-resistant gloves, but a cut had appeared in his palms, revealing his injured hands.

The sword light of You Yunjinglong cut through the glove, but the opponent not only had cut-resistant gloves, but also possessed considerable external martial arts skills, so the sword only injured the opponent's palm.

Meanwhile, the Xiaolian Sword, pointing diagonally at the ground, floated in the air, held in the palm of a large, transparent hand.

This transparent giant hand extended from Bai Ze's right hand, like a giant's arm wrapped around his right hand.

"Internal energy takes form."

Bai Ze slowly uttered four words, and his solid internal energy continued to compress outside his arm, making the transparent arm increasingly tangible.

The aura emanating from "Buddha Kingdom in the Palm" combined with the phase-shifting protective divine skill, under the influence of a mysterious force, formed an arm that resembled an extension of the body.

It was precisely because of this invisible arm that the Xiaolian Sword, which automatically unsheathed, was able to strike ahead of schedule, forcing back the opponent's ferocious attack.

The arm, gradually turning pale blue, gripped the Xiaolian Sword and raised it. Bai Ze's eyes were fixed on the other person as he asked, "This is Tiger Style Fist. Who are you?"

The opponent's tiger-style kung fu was extremely profound; when he pounced, he was just like a real ferocious tiger.

Perhaps in terms of talent, he is not as good as Jiang Xun, whom he has fought, but in terms of tiger-like skills and the ferocious tiger aura, this man is superior to Jiang Xun.

His strength and level should be above Jiang Xun's.

If Bai Ze hadn't used that invisible arm to unleash a sword beam, he would have been forced to dodge and retreat under the opponent's attacks, and would have been injured within three moves.

If it were any other two-star martial artist, they would have been captured and torn apart in the very first attack.

"Old Bai, be careful, he might be Xu Feihu, the owner of the Tiger Might Martial Arts School. Xu Feihu is a three-star martial artist."

Just now, Bai Ze mentioned Tiger Style Fist and asked who the other party was, but he didn't really think the other party would answer.

His real purpose was to let Luo Shui know the other party's information so that he could identify them.

The burly man, of course, did not answer Bai Ze's question. He simply assumed a fighting stance, and a violent fluctuation of internal energy surged around him, causing a gust of wind.

The internal energy of a three-star martial artist has not yet been fully condensed, but its quality is enough to unleash its full power within a small area, preventing the internal energy from being reduced.

Furthermore, three-star martial artists cultivate their essence and spirit, resulting in abundant internal energy that greatly enhances their endurance. While not inexhaustible, it is sufficient to quickly replenish their internal energy through refining essence into qi within a short period.

"Roar!"

The tiger's roar rose again, but it was not a human voice; it was the sound of the wind. The dark figure pounced once more.

(End of this chapter)