Bab 87: 087 False Advantage (Thanks to the strong wind today for rewarding 7500 start-up coins)_1

With a roar like that of a wild beast, a large number of figures in black cloaks swung towards them, rushing forward like a school of ferocious piranhas going after their prey in the water.

"Who are you?!" roared Belon, the Gate Master of Wind Elephant Gate, but not a single one from the other side responded, as if they were beasts incapable of understanding human speech. Belon turned his gaze sharply towards the four elders next to him, and as their eyes met, their momentum collectively intensified.

A strong martial arts aura burst forth from their bodies.

"Wipe them out!!!"

The higher echelons of the Wind Elephant Gate surged forward together. These old folks unleashed a terrifying aura that resembled a boiling furnace. With one step, they created a deep pit.

Mud splashed everywhere, and continuous dull thuds could be heard from the ground.

"How dare you provoke the Wind Elephant Gate! You are seeking death!"