Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Just when everyone’s eyes were nearly popping out from anticipation, suddenly a voice came from behind, ”Kid, you are really here!”

Everyone turned around and saw a young man dressed in a white suit with shoulder-length hair walking slowly toward them, followed by two seductively dressed women, barefooted as if they did not feel the cold at all.

”Is that the Young Sect Master of the Joy Sect?” Elder Changshan widened his eyes, then bowed respectfully and said, ”Elder Changshan greets the Young Sect Master.”

With the arrival of the Young Sect Master of the Joy Sect, those martial artists, having heard of the reputation of the Joy Sect, changed their expressions.

But soon everyone regained their composure, looking at Lin Mo with a mix of confusion and awe.

Lin Mo’s name was now a hot topic on the Northeast Martial Arts Forum, like a trending microblog post. Every young member of the Martial Arts Families talked about this legendary figure who had killed an elder of the Joy Sect and offended the Green Dragon Gang, and was even rumored to have injured the Young Sect Master of the Black Witch Sect in the Southwest Region.

”Aunt, he is that legendary youth, I really want his autograph!” The girl with a ponytail stared at Lin Mo, eyes sparkling with admiration.

It wasn’t just her, many young martial artists accompanying their elders looked at Lin Mo with admiration, as if they were fans meeting their favorite celebrity.

To these kids raised in the world of martial arts, ordinary celebrities, no matter how pretty or handsome, were not their idols; their idols were Martial Arts Experts, and Lin Mo, being young, became their goal and idol.

But there were also some different voices.

For instance, a young man standing with the ponytailed girl sneered, ”Heh, with the Young Sect Master of the Joy Sect personally here, can Lin Mo still escape?”

Huang Qiuyuan and Elder Changshan both subtly stepped back, clearing a space in the middle.

Huang Qiuyuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, chilling running down his back, realizing he should have remembered sooner: young as he was, having reached the Martial God Realm and killed like mowing grass, who else could it be but that legendary youth?

This person had caused the downfall of the Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction, killing countless strong fighters; Huang Qiuyuan was glad he hadn’t spoken too harshly, or else Lin Mo might have killed him on the spot.

Seeing everyone move away, Wei Zhongkui quickly pulled Zhang Yuxuan to hide behind, knowing this situation was beyond their involvement.

Although Wei Zhongkui and Zhang Yuxuan didn’t know what Lin Mo or the Joy Sect stood for, judging by everyone’s expression, even fools would know these were people of immense stature.

”Who exactly is he?” Zhang Yuxuan’s beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity.

”Lin Mo, you killed our Joy Sect’s Elder Sun, Elder Bai, and several protectors. We have been wanting to seek revenge on you. You should feel honored to die by my hand today,” the Young Sect Master of the Joy Sect said coldly and mockingly, with a hint of ruthlessness on his face.

”Mr. Ning, how can I miss out on the event of killing Lin Mo?”

Another voice rang out.

A young man dressed in a black suit and with slicked-back hair stepped forward, followed by four men, three of whom were middle-aged, and one an old man with an imposing air and a piercing cold demeanor.

The Young Sect Master of Joy Sect was named Ning Teng.

”Has Master Wei also found his way here?” Ning Teng said with a slight smile, though a flicker of coldness passed through his eyes.

The Joy Sect and the Green Dragon Gang were both major forces in the Northeast underground, and friction between them was inevitable; they had had numerous conflicts.

Wei Zeyu looked at Lin Mo, a faint smile playing on his lips, ”So you are Lin Mo? You killed three of our Green Dragon Gang’s Hall Masters and my younger brother. Today, I personally come to seek revenge for them.”

Although Wei Zhongkui didn’t know much about the Joy Sect, he was familiar with the Green Dragon Gang.

The difference between him and the Green Dragon Gang was like that between an elephant and an ant; normally even a minor leader of a Green Dragon Gang branch would boss him around like a grandson, let alone now, when the future Gang Leader of the Green Dragon Gang, Wei Zeyu, was present.

Zhang Yuxuan’s pretty face turned pale, filled with shock, ”How has this guy offended so many people?”

Wei Zhongkui’s face also carried a look of worry; he had just been with Lin Mo, would the Green Dragon Gang also count him in?

”How could we, the Black Witch Sect, miss out on killing Lin Mo!”

As the voice sounded, a black fog swept in, causing the leaves to shake, and soon a handsome young man and an old man in a black robe slowly approached.

Ning Teng and Wei Zeyu saw the newcomers and were initially startled before saying, ”So it’s the Young Sect Master of the Black Witch Sect!”

”Could these two be monsters?” Zhang Yuxuan covered her mouth, her eyes wide with shock.

The Black Witch Sect had always been entrenched in the Northwest Region; although the Joy Sect and the Green Dragon Gang both knew of each other, there wasn’t much interaction.

”Mr. Ning, Master Wei, I am here for Lin Mo. He destroyed my avatar; I cannot let this grievance go unaddressed.” Mr. Wu coldly looked at Lin Mo, ”Lin Mo, we meet again.”

Lin Mo recognized him upon seeing him; he had slain the man’s avatar while at the Tan Family’s place, and the real person looked exactly the same.

The three of them surrounded Lin Mo, who stood confidently with his hands tucked in his pockets, exuding a sense of loneliness and pride.

These three great forces had all arrived, not just to kill Lin Mo but also for the Flood Dragon’s corpse.

The others clearly understood this and knew they could not contest for the Flood Dragon’s corpse and treasures, as neither the Joy Sect, the Green Dragon Gang, nor the Black Witch Sect were entities they could afford to offend.

However, everyone stayed, wanting to see how the three Young Sect Masters would deal with Lin Mo; it was probably a once-in-a-lifetime chance to witness such a wonderful battle.

Many juniors from the Martial Arts Families watched the scene nervously.

”Go Lin Mo!”

”Humph, he’s not dying today!”

Many juniors either supported or scorned in their hearts.

”You’ve been chasing me for so long, and now that you’re all here today, let’s die together.” Lin Mo said indifferently.

Ning Teng took out a talisman, sneering, ”Godslayer Temple and Soul Destruction couldn’t kill you; today, let me kill you for fame!”

The talisman turned into a streak of golden light and flew into the air, suddenly creating dozens of golden sword shadows falling like raindrops.

As the fight was about to start, the bystanders ran towards the back, only stopping a hundred meters down the hill to watch the fight on the hillside.

Those condensed sword light shadows fell like dense raindrops, chopping branches, stones, and snow into two pieces as if they were actual substances, cutting through metal.

”Heh, his strength is no big deal!”

Lin Mo’s expression was indifferent; his body conjured an invisible barrier, hands still tucked in his pockets. The golden sword shadows struck the barrier, producing a metallic clanging sound.

Ning Teng had known that just one talisman wouldn’t kill Lin Mo, but he hadn’t expected it to not even breach his defenses.

At the same time, Ning Zeyu and Mr. Wu both made their moves; Mr. Wu waved his hand, and a gray breath slithered like a python towards the barrier, instantly corroding a large hole in the True Qi Barrier.

Ning Zeyu, on the other hand, clenched his fists and darted forward like an arrow, his fists emitting a greenish light, hammering towards Lin Mo like iron.

At this moment, Lin Mo finally took his hands out of his pockets.

(Wonderful continuation tomorrow.)