"The participating gangs include..."
"The Italian Mafia!"
"The European Alliance of the Supernatural!"
"The American Brotherhood!"
"The North American Daquan Gang!"
"The Island Nation's Yakuza!"
"Tijuana, Mexico!"
"The Russian Tomahawks!"
"The Canadian Hells Angels!"
"China's Green Gang, Hung Mun!"
"The Southeast Asian Black Witch Hall!"
"In addition to these, there is also a newly rising gang from China, the Black Tiger Gang!"
"Although the Black Tiger Gang was not invited, I believe everyone is aware of their strength, and they should also be qualified to participate. Do you all have any objections?"
The man in white stood in mid-air, his gaze sweeping across the venue, and slowly said.
"I believe that with the strength of this Black Tiger Gang, perhaps they are not qualified to participate?" Bell's eyes glowed silver as he stepped out from the crowd, his gaze fixed on Yifei City, his voice low.
He was tall and imposing, and his silver short hair made him even more dazzling.
"To participate in the World Gang Competition, in addition to having three supernatural beings under the age of thirty, at least one Saint must be present."
"The Black Tiger Gang doesn't seem to have any Saint-level existences, do they?" Bell stared at Yifei City and his companions, a half-smile on his face, "Of course, if Miss Ailebela admits that she has joined the Black Tiger Gang, I will have nothing more to say."
Bell's words made everyone recall that it seemed the Black Tiger Gang truly did not have a Saint-level expert guarding them.
Upon hearing this, Yifei City let out a cold sneer and was about to step forward but was stopped by Zhang Fan.
"You don't need to reveal your strength for now; I'll handle it," Zhang Fan said.
Yifei City nodded. He was preparing to participate soon, and hiding his strength would indeed be more advantageous for him.
"Ailebela has indeed not joined the Black Tiger Gang, but I can still be considered a member of the Black Tiger Gang. Do you think that's enough?" Zhang Fan chuckled lightly and stepped out, much to everyone's astonishment.
"Baga, Chinese people just love to brag. If you have become a Saint, then I would have already achieved godhood!"
Before Bell could speak, a young powerhouse from the Yakuza stepped forward and taunted Zhang Fan.
The members of other gangs watched coldly. They knew that the Yakuza had considerable conflicts with Chinese gangs, so they were not surprised that the Yakuza would step forward.
They were happy to watch the show.
However, this young man appeared to be only in his early twenties, even younger than Yifei City. To have cultivated to the peak of the supernatural realm was already an unparalleled prodigy. If he claimed to be a Saint, very few people present would believe him.
Hearing the words of the young Yakuza, Yifei City, Ailebela, and the others looked at him with pity, shaking their heads and sighing inwardly for him.
"Heh heh, since you have achieved godhood, how about taking one of my palms?"
As Zhang Fan spoke, he casually waved a palm. Immense energy gathered in the heavens and earth, forming a colossal palm print that directly struck towards the Yakuza's gathering spot.
The moment Zhang Fan made his move, the faces of the Yakuza members changed dramatically. They hadn't expected this seemingly ordinary young man, who looked incredibly young, to possess such formidable strength.
"Retreat!" A middle-aged man wearing a samurai sword stood at the front of the Yakuza group and roared, instantly drawing his sword and fiercely slashing at the palm print...
The sharp sword light, carrying a powerful blade energy, made the skin of some weaker supernatural beings prickle.
As everyone watched with anticipation, the sharp sword light collided with the giant palm print, emitting a deafening roar. Although the palm print was shattered by the blade energy, the overflowing powerful energy still sent the Yakuza members staggering backward.
At this moment, the young man who had spoken earlier still had a look of fear on his face. If their Yakuza Saint hadn't intervened, that palm strike alone would have been enough to severely injure him.
This was definitely Saint-level strength, and not comparable to an ordinary early-stage Saint.
Thinking of this, the astonishment in his eyes intensified. This young man was even younger than him, yet possessed such strength. How could they, who called themselves geniuses, continue to live?
Zhao Qingqing's two classmates and senior student watched this scene with disbelief, as if it were a dream.
They hadn't expected that the seemingly ordinary Zhang Fan would possess the power to split mountains and cleave seas with a single move, like a god. No wonder even a figure as important as the leader of the Green Gang treated him with such respect.
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but glance at Zhao Qingqing with great envy. With such a formidable cousin, her life was truly blessed.
Zhang Fan's move shocked everyone. They hadn't expected that among the gangs, there would be such an individual.
Moreover, judging by his age, he was under thirty, which meant he was also qualified to participate.
Based on the strength Zhang Fan displayed, he had definitely reached the mid-Saint stage. If he also participated, it would likely be another sweep.
The other gangs might only have a chance of survival by joining forces.
Thinking of this, the Daquan Gang and the Yakuza members felt a sense of gloom.
"Now, does the Black Tiger Gang have the qualification to participate?" Zhang Fan's gaze fell on the silver-haired Bell, and he asked with a light smile.
Facing Zhang Fan, Bell also felt pressure. He remained silent, his mind racing on how to deal with the situation.
"Since no one objects, that's excellent. However, you don't need to worry, I will not be participating in this World Gang Competition," Zhang Fan said, then retreated back into the crowd.
His main purpose for coming this time was not the World Gang Competition, so he preferred to keep a low profile. He hadn't even used ten percent of his strength earlier. Otherwise, with the skill of that Japanese swordsman, how could he have blocked even one move from Zhang Fan?
After Zhang Fan made this statement, various gangs breathed a sigh of relief, while the Daquan Gang and the Yakuza members showed signs of joy.
"I hope you keep your word," Bell said coldly.
"Heh heh," Zhang Fan shook his head and said no more.
"The Black Tiger Gang indeed harbors hidden talents. They are naturally qualified to participate."
The man in white nodded friendly towards Zhang Fan and continued, "Next, please, participants from all gangs, enter the arena and prepare for the first round of competition."
"Italian Mafia, Summers, reporting!"
"Italian Mafia, Gerard, reporting!"
"Italian Mafia, Cano, reporting!"
"Black Witch Hall..."
"Alliance of the Supernatural..."
"China's Green Gang, Si Youyou, reporting!"
"China's Green Gang, Ge Qing..."
Po Yang was originally prepared to participate, but thinking of Lin Haotian and the strength of that brute, he directly gave up and decided to spectate from the sidelines.
Although the World Gang Competition stipulated that each gang needed three eligible young participants, it did not force them all into a free-for-all.
As one participant after another stepped forward, the atmosphere in the venue immediately changed.
However, when it was the Black Tiger Gang's turn to send participants, only Yifei City stepped forward, which was quite surprising.
Although Yifei City's strength was considerable, the Black Tiger Gang had already offended the Daquan Gang and the Yakuza before the competition had even begun. They were likely to face a pincer attack from these two factions.
Although the Green Gang and Hung Mun were there to offer support, they knew the strength of these two gangs. Facing these two major factions, they would likely suffer considerable losses.
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