"I didn't expect this guy's strength to improve so quickly. The last time he participated in the gang competition, his strength was only at the peak of the extraordinary level. In just three years, he now possesses unmatched power below the Saint level. However, this makes things a bit more interesting."
Summers, who was initially listless and found it hard to find an opponent that would push him to his limit, felt a surge of interest in Cook and a strong desire to go down and fight him.
"It seems the Daquan Gang has come prepared. Now, it's up to whether 'Hell Angels' will make a move. If no one steps forward, you might have to take action tonight," the middle-aged man said.
The peak of the extraordinary level was divided into tiers. Ordinary ones, like the Russian Bear, were comparable to the peak of China's Xiantian Grandmasters. Stronger ones, like Cook, were considered invincible Grandmasters in China.
Although he had several peak extraordinary level experts under his command, none of them reached Cook's level.
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After effortlessly dealing with the Russian Bear, Cook didn't appear particularly triumphant. Instead, he fixed his gaze on another direction on the second floor.
Clearly, he was waiting for someone from 'Hell Angels'.
In a private room adjacent to Zhang Fan's, a group of Canadians were gathered. The atmosphere within the room was somewhat subdued.
"Garcia, Cook's strength is formidable. If you don't have a sure-fire chance of winning, there's no need to engage," a middle-aged Canadian man with a mustache said.
"Everyone is probably waiting for us Hell Angels to make a move. If we cower, we'll become a colossal joke."
"Don't worry, although I don't have a sure-fire chance of winning, it's at least fifty-fifty. Who wins or loses, we'll only know after the fight."
"Why are you all so quiet? Don't you have confidence in me, Garcia?"
Garcia was a very young man, chattering away. No one in the room answered him; instead, they all cast their gazes towards the ring.
"Garcia, you don't need to go. Someone has already entered the arena."
"Oh, my God, why didn't you tell me sooner? You don't know how awkward it is for me to pretend like this?" Garcia covered his face, feeling his cheeks grow warm.
"Who is this fearless guy who dares to appear at this time?" Garcia turned his eyes towards the ring and saw a face even younger than his.
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As Yi Feicheng stepped onto the stage, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. It was impossible not to notice him, as he looked no older than twenty-something.
Even the most prodigious talents, at this age, would be considered exceptionally astounding if their strength reached the peak of the extraordinary level.
But hadn't the Russian Bear, who also possessed peak extraordinary strength, been utterly helpless against Cook earlier?
"A Chinese person?"
Cook, who only had half Chinese blood in him, was somewhat familiar with Chinese people and asked in slightly broken Chinese.
"Black Tiger Gang, Yi Feicheng!" Yi Feicheng's eyes were sharp as he introduced the Black Tiger Gang to the international stage for the first time.
*Pfft...*
His declaration surprised everyone present. Then, they couldn't help but laugh.
"What is this Black Tiger Gang? I've never even heard of them. They dare to challenge Cook at such a young age. They're simply asking for death."
"Heh heh, brother, you don't understand. Regardless of the Black Tiger Gang's strength, by daring to challenge Cook, even if it's a suicide mission, it's enough."
"After this fight, the name Black Tiger Gang will be remembered."
People discussed among themselves. Some felt they understood the Black Tiger Gang's ulterior motive and admired their willingness to risk their lives for fame.
"Hearing you say that, it does make sense. At least from now on, I know that the Black Tiger Gang exists."
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Cook, standing on the stage, was also slightly taken aback. After a moment of thought, he suddenly recalled. His deep blue eyes, as profound as a lake, stared at Yi Feicheng and said, "I have indeed heard of the Black Tiger Gang before. I heard it's the third-largest gang in China, with both gang leaders being Xiantian Grandmaster level martial artists."
"But the Qing Gang and Hongmen are becoming increasingly disappointing. A small gang without even a Saint can survive in their shadows."
"Are you here today to challenge me?" Cook looked at Yi Feicheng with a hint of playful mockery in his eyes.
Yi Feicheng shook his head and said, "I'm not here to challenge you. I'm just here to kill you, as instructed."
"Hahaha!" Cook didn't show anger upon hearing this. Instead, he laughed as if he had heard a joke. "Since that's the case, let me see what skills you have. If you're too weak, I'll be very angry."
Yi Feicheng said no more. He stomped his foot on the cast iron ring, and his figure moved with the ferocity of a tiger, charging directly at Cook.
The onlookers, who had been watching with amusement, suddenly fell silent. They clearly saw that after the young man's figure shot forward, his foot had left a half-inch deep imprint on the cast iron ring.
Cook had also noticed this. The smile on his handsome face gradually disappeared, replaced by a hint of seriousness. This young man seemed to be more than he had anticipated.
"Tiger Fist!"
Yi Feicheng moved like a tiger, each punch carrying a fierce force, bombarding Cook from all directions.
Tiger Fist was a set of martial arts specifically taught by Zhang Fan to the Black Tiger Gang. While not considered overly profound, it was still a martial art practiced by a cultivator, possessing more subtleties than earthly martial arts.
Facing Yi Feicheng's powerful assault, Cook did not dare to be careless. He could feel the force of the fist energy, and to withstand it head-on would surely result in injury.
"Blue Flame Shield!"
Cook was an extraordinary being, and the energy he cultivated was a blue flame. Although it appeared soft, its temperature was extremely high. It could be used for combat and also for defense.
Blue flames erupted from both his palms, forming a shield of condensed flame. Each of Yi Feicheng's punches landed on the flame shield, causing it to fade slightly. However, after an entire set of punches, he was unable to break through it.
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"The Black Tiger Gang actually has such a formidable individual. He almost shattered Brother Cook's flame shield," a young woman with silver hair in the Daquan Gang's private room said with surprise, watching the scene unfold.
"This Chinese person's strength is indeed impressive. However, the Blue Flame Shield is merely the most basic application of Cook's blue flame energy. If even this move cannot be broken, he cannot be considered that powerful,"
An old man with white hair, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, sat in the middle of the private room, observing the fight below. He said calmly.
"Yes, with Brother Cook's strength, he can shine brightly in this gang competition, let alone on this small stage. This Black Tiger Gang kid dared to say he would kill Brother Cook. I think he is the one who is truly doomed." The silver-haired woman snorted.
The others in the private room also appeared calm, as they were confident in Cook's abilities.
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In the third-floor monitoring room, Summers was also stunned as he watched the two fighters exchanging blows below.
"Who is this Black Tiger Gang? I've never heard of them, yet they can cultivate such a monstrous talent!" Summers felt deeply challenged.
Although Yi Feicheng was slightly at a disadvantage in the current exchange with Cook, he could not overlook the young man's age. Cook was almost thirty years old and had achieved this level of strength.
This young man from the Black Tiger Gang, by all appearances, was only in his early twenties, yet he was already at the same level as Cook. It was conceivable that in a few more years, another Saint might emerge.
A Saint under the age of thirty. The appearance of every such prodigy would attract the attention and respect of major factions and gangs.
With this thought, he glanced at Alebela, who was watching from a second-floor private room. This young man was also with Alebela. Could he be a newly recruited genius from the Blood Clan?
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