Editor: Areth Kyntaul

Three Teams on the Long Street

　　The population of Nanjing city numbers in the millions, making it the most populated city in the nation. However, there weren't many evildoers in the Capital, despite that. There was no room for evil sects and various other evil ent.i.ties to flourish, when they were under the watchful gaze of the three offices and the Dark Robes of the Seven Champion White Princes.

　　If we had to name troublemakers and evildoers, they would be young masters of wealthy households, high ranking clans, local martial art schools, organisations dealing goods underground or those bullying the weak.

　　Two types of people dared to stir trouble in Nanjing. The first type was the type that was savage enough. The second type was the type that was stupid enough.

　　It had nothing to do with being strong or weak, for there was no organisation that would be strong enough to disregard Shuntian Prefecture and the three offices.

　　The majority of the guys that had surrounded Bright Lane were gangs that came from the lower parts of society - basically another face in the crowd type of gang, if you would. They were the type of gangs that had members coming and going.

　　The members were peddlers. They were similar to robbers, except that they didn't carry sinister connotations. These peddlers usually came and went. They never had a proper stay in Nanjing City before.

　　Thanks to the frequent and unreasonable trouble-making Jin w.a.n.gsun engaged in, his six family slaves were truly very clever workers. They were quick as elites, evident by their ability to find and bring together so many men, which was actually amazing.

　　Normally, if two sects in Nanjing were to fight, they'd make an appointment to fight at a designated location and time. It had been a long time since such a large scale gang war had broken out like this.

　　The five dark robed elders were at the centre, fighting with a thousand members. They fought in a back to back formation, sticking within a five foot distance of each other. Further, their visual radius was still shrinking.

　　It was obvious that the five elders were gradually caving in under the indomitable waves of attacks, leading to them retreating further and further.

　　Frankly, the battle could've ended a long time ago. They just had to kill right from the get go, to deter the others. However, they were in the capital, where the Imperial Palace was located, while their w.a.n.g and Xie clans were esteemed clans.

　　They couldn't let themselves be convicted as killers.

　　Given Old Master Xie's temper, it was needless to say that he wasn't afraid of killing. He was a relative of the Emperor, and yet these people dared to attack him with a blade in bright daylight. He was of the belief that they had a death wish.

　　He believed that His Majesty would serve justice. It was just that there was something else worth considering, and that was that the five of them were highly skilled and were prestigious individuals. As such, merely sparing these people a gaze was being gracious towards them, let alone fighting.

　　The w.a.n.g and Xie clans were prestigious clans. Putting aside their upper ranks, not even the leaders of these sorts of gangs would be worth taking a punch from the elders. So, the elders themselves couldn't stoop down to the level of these kids and kill them.

　　As a consequence, they missed out on the opportunity at the start, and it was now too late to realise that strategy. These guys were now fired up. The people that were unconscious on the ground were considered no better than dead to them. That, subsequently, caused their blood to boil, and thereby become even more fearless.

　　There were bright people among the five dark robe elders. They thought of revealing their ident.i.ties, which would end the fighting immediately, but they were carrying out a direct order from the Emperor, so they couldn't let it end here. It was impossible for them to continue with their mission if their ident.i.ty was out in the open.

　　As such, they chose another course of action, which was to ask these men why they attacked them.

　　These people were working for money, though, so not even they could provide them with a legitimate reason. All they could do was look at each other and then slash at the elders with more fury.

　　The situation was now such that n.o.body could make sense of it.

　　The fortunate part was that they were in a narrow location, despite it being an overwhelming one-thousand plus people against five. The five elders only faced around thirty to fifty people at a time, while the others were squeezing their way to the front. However, there was no end to their opponents, and their numbers seemed to increase infinitely.

　　Even if the five elders possessed profound internal energy, it was inevitable that their heart rate would gradually rise. Their blood was being pumped to their arms and legs faster than they could adapt to.

　　The only miraculous person was Ancestral Master Xie. He was the one that fought the most opponents. He was the one who had the loudest voice. And he was also the most energetic one among them.

　　He struck with Forbidden Wind Lightning again, creating an explosive sound and knocking over a dozen burly men. He truly was awe-inspiring, but the power of his palm strikes was no longer as they were at the start of the fight. The strength of wind blast, which was a product of his strike, had been reduced by half. Nonetheless, he still laughed after that strike.