Eventually, as over a dozen youths from Kat's neighborhood joined the fray, she took down over twenty thugs.

Still, some of them carried machetes and knives, and Kat ended up getting cut in the forearm when one of them caught her off guard.

At her limit, she was panting heavily as she looked around, but the thugs were all down.

"Well done, kiddo!"

"I didn't think old Nash's kid was this good!"

"Your hands's bleeding... Quick, get it bandaged!"

Kat felt warmth unfurling in her heart from all the praise showered her way and puffed her chest as she turned toward the greasy-haired middle-aged man.

"Is that it? Hehehe..."

Somehow, the greasy-haired middle-aged man was not upset or blaming the thugs' incompetence, but was instead laughing... even clapping.

"So that's why you're so full of yourself, kid! You're actually a martial artist-half-baked, but I guess it counts!"

Kat glowered in turn and snapped, "If you get it, then leave!"

"Leave?"

laughed even more loudly. "Kiddo, I could already see you're at your

the heavy construction machinery... and there were over two hundred

didn't bring much, but I brought all the men I could spare. Did you really think you could chase away the Lionhearts all on

as she watched the thugs

were so vocally approving of her were suddenly deflated and panicking

The greasy-haired middle-aged man

being nice, but since none of you knows what's good

pale and started backing away, while Kat was left puzzled. "Piles? What's that

to drive us into the

"What?!"

that the greasy-haired middle-aged man was within her range of attack just

instantly, her vigor unfurling

was her strongest move and a Mystic Sky Sect technique

greasy-haired middle-aged

of dodging Kat's full

moved as fast as

hand seizing

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