Chapter 165

'700……'

'1000……'

In an instant!

Fifteen or sixteen people had shot straight up to around 1000 points!

'1000……'

'1500……'

'2000……'

The remaining three or four people—three of them had shot straight up to 2000 points!

'2000……'

'2500……'

'3000……'

The one leading them had actually shot straight up to 3000 points!

"……"

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In a flash!

The surrounding members of those factions were like seeing a monster—0.1's eyes went wide, and they retreated on the spot!

And ahead.

Those three or four hundred murderous figures came to a halt on the spot; the leader at the very front blinked.

Looking utterly bewildered.

He looked toward the front……

The forty or fifty people from the Ascending Heaven Pavilion.

Finally.

"……?"

A child.

Standing right where he was.

At this moment, watching the murderous figures approaching from afar in overwhelming force, he stopped in his tracks.

"Really……"

"They really stopped?"

He was a little dumbfounded too.

"Big brother, what you said was really true!"

He turned his head to look at the youth, only to find that the youth had already finished eating, put the money on the table, and was preparing to leave.

"Big brother!"

"What's your name?"

He was very curious, feeling all along that the youth before him was somehow unusual.

"Lin Yu."

With his back to the child, the youth spoke his name.

"My name is Gu Zhan!"

"The Gu of not letting down!"

"The Zhan of battle!"

The child shouted loudly.

【097】 Chaos in the City, Lei Ting! Hua Linglong! Qiu Qiu!

The youth's back.

As a gust of night wind drifted by, his figure vanished without a trace.

"Lin Yu……"

"What a strange big brother."

He shook his head, but seeing those murderous figures in the distance had indeed stopped in their tracks, he still quickly tidied up the table.

Ahead.

Those murderous figures came to an abrupt halt.

"This is……"

"What's going on?"

The one at the front, his combat power index shooting up to 1000 points.

He could also be considered a Red Staff under the boss—a capable thug with decent combat power; though he had no territory, he did have some businesses.

All of this.

Was thanks entirely to his combat power index.

1000 points!

Enough to take on a dozen or so people!

He had once fought ten opponents alone, cutting his way out of an alley, and rose to fame in a single battle. He became a thug-for-hire, with a hundred or two hundred men under him, and was immensely proud of it!

There was no way around it.

In this world, in this city, far too few people possessed a combat power index. Almost only those who led could have a combat power index, and anyone who had one could become a leader!

But now…

Right before his eyes…

There were a good fifteen or sixteen people whose combat power index matched his own!

Three of them!

Over 2,000 points!

And the leader…

Had broken straight past 3,000 points!

"This…"

"This Ascending Heaven Pavilion."

"Put every single elite here?"

The surrounding faction members watching from the sidelines were dumbfounded too.

"That's not right."

"This is just one zone's territory, it can't be that important, can it?"

"Why would 08 send so many elites?"

"Has Ascending Heaven Pavilion lost its mind?"

Someone said, feeling that Ascending Heaven Pavilion had gone crazy.

"But is it possible…"

"That this is just Ascending Heaven Pavilion's standard lineup?"

Someone said, struck by an utterly staggering thought.

The moment those words fell.

The surroundings fell instantly silent.

No one believed it.

After all.

A lineup like this already counted as elite!

If this was merely Ascending Heaven Pavilion's standard lineup, then Ascending Heaven Pavilion…

Wouldn't they truly be able to ascend to the heavens?!