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?"

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

thugs leapt out from the heavy construction machinery... and there were

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

as she watched the thugs charged toward

so vocally approving of her were suddenly deflated and panicking

The greasy-haired middle-aged man

walked toward them. "I was being nice, but since none of you knows what's good for

all turned pale and started backing away, while

means to drive us into the dirt, like piles. Run, kiddo these people

"What?!"

the greasy-haired middle-aged man was within her range

leapt toward him instantly, her vigor unfurling as she

strongest move and a Mystic Sky Sect technique

greasy-haired middle-aged man

dodging

as fast

large hand seizing

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