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

more thugs leapt out from the heavy construction machinery...

brought all the men I could spare. Did you really think you could chase away the Lionhearts all on your

expression certainly darkened as she watched

approving of her were suddenly

The greasy-haired middle-aged man

being nice, but since none of you knows what's good for you, you can all stay We just happen to

while Kat was left puzzled. "Piles? What's that supposed

on her arm. "He means to drive us into the dirt, like piles. Run, kiddo these people are

"What?!"

greasy-haired middle-aged man was within

instantly, her vigor unfurling as she yelled, "Skyrush

Mystic Sky Sect technique she

fool." The greasy-haired

of dodging Kat's

as fast as

hand

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