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Chapter 1152 The Melee and Cassandra's New Teacher
Driven by the rickety little car, Schreid was embedded in the wall, with only one hand sticking out through a gap – the hand that was holding the Atem man.

Due to the impact, Schleid temporarily lost his strength, and when he loosened his grip, the Autumn Man fell onto the hood of the car.

This abrupt entrance startled everyone present, especially the Bigfoot gang that Schleider brought.

"My lord!" Han was shocked and hurriedly called several Bigfoot Ninjas to try to rescue Shredder. However, the people in the car got off the car before they could get up.

“Cowabunga!”

Amidst shouts, the four divine turtles opened the car doors and leaped out, landing in front of Han and the others who were trying to rescue Shredder.

"It's you four reptiles again!" Han gritted his teeth, glaring at the divine turtles. "Release my master!"

“You mean Shredder?” Michelangelo asked, brandishing his nunchucks. “Then you’ll need to get a shovel first, otherwise you might not be able to take him away intact.”

"Ah!" Han shouted, leading a group of Bigfoot Ninjas to rush forward, trying to rescue Shredder. The Turtles, of course, wouldn't let them succeed, and they also charged towards the enemies with their weapons.

At this point, the situation completely reversed, and Schleider became the one who needed to be rescued.

Modo and the others had just gotten out of the dilapidated car. They looked like they were carsick, with most of them clutching their heads and swaying unsteadily, while Modo was clutching his stomach.

“I’m sorry, Donatello doesn’t have a driver’s license, so his driving skills might not be very good,” Splinter explained, leaning on his cane.

"Ugh!" A dry heave came from Modo's stomach. "Remember to remind me, Mr. Splinter, that I will never ride in Donatello's car again."

Compared to Modu and the guards, Yang Le and his two companions were undoubtedly in much better condition. Damian, who was in the worst condition, only had a slightly pale face.

"Who are they?" Damian frowned, unsure whether it was because of the drive or the chaos at the scene.

“The Big Foot Gang,” Yang Le explained. “A group of ninja organizations that have survived from ancient times, much like your grandfather’s assassin alliance; they’re both a group of ninjas.”

Seeing Damian's eagerness, Yang Le encouraged him, "Why don't you go up and test the mettle of these ninjas, and see who is stronger, them or the assassins of the Assassin's Guild?"

“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” Damian said, then drew his katana from his back and charged toward the Bigfoot ninjas who were fighting the turtles in the distance.

Just then, Yang Le felt someone tugging at his clothes. He looked down and saw Cassandra looking up at him, her big, bright eyes staring straight at him, the meaning of which was self-evident.

“Go ahead.” Yang Le patted Cassandra’s head. “Keep an eye on Damian, so he doesn’t come across any problems with his background.”

Cassandra nodded, then transformed into a series of afterimages, appearing in the midst of the battle in the blink of an eye, and instantly knocking down two Bigfoot ninjas.

His movements were graceful and sharp, without a single superfluous motion, like a precise machine, yet never rigid; every move was full of imagination.

“What a fine kid.” Splinter spotted Cassandra at a glance, and he had to admit that even Leonardo DiCaprio, the most talented member of the Turtles, couldn’t compare to her.

“I would like you to tutor Cassandra for a while, Ms. Splinter,” Yang Le said softly. “Neither her mother nor I are suited to Cassandra’s methods, and I have always wanted to find her a good teacher.”

"But as you know, a good teacher, besides excellent martial arts skills, should also have a heart of gold that can guide students onto the right path. That's why I haven't been able to find a suitable teacher for her for so long." It's not that Yang Le is exaggerating; most of the highly skilled martial artists in the DC Universe have some mental issues, especially Cassandra's original teacher and guardian, Batman, who is the number one psychopath in the DC Universe.

Even Batman knows he has a problem. Although he doesn't want his children to be influenced by him, this kind of subtle influence is unavoidable for children.

Yang Le had originally planned to give up and learn on his own before teaching Cassandra, but unexpectedly, he ran into Splinter by chance.

The 03 version of Splinter is arguably the most suitable version for a teacher.

“Mr. Yang, you have helped my children. I usually grant any request you make.” Splinter stroked his beard.

"Moreover, it is an honor for me to teach a child like Cassandra."

Just as the two parents were enjoying themselves, they heard a noise coming from the old car behind them. When they turned around, they saw Schreid pushing the old car aside.

"It's you damned insects again!" Several dents appeared on Schreid's armor. A normal person would have been dead long ago from such an impact, but Schreid seemed completely unaffected.

Schreid leaped through the gap between the dilapidated car and the wall, landing not far from Yang Le and Splinter. He raised his right hand, which was inlaid with sharp claws, and glared fiercely at everyone in the room.

"Elite ninja!"

As soon as Shredder finished speaking, four figures fell from the ceiling. These four were completely different from ordinary Bigfoot ninjas. They wore straw hats and red clothes, and were clearly not people to be trifled with.

They weren't carrying the standard weapons used by typical Bigfoot ninjas, but rather short spears, double-edged axes, forks, and shin-sukō (sun-moon blades).

"Take their heads!" Shredder waved his hand, and four elite ninjas immediately sprang into action.

“Be careful, Mr. Yang.” Splinter said gravely. “These four ninjas are completely different from ordinary Bigfoot ninjas.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Splinter,” Yang Le said, twisting his Omnitrix. “I hadn’t prepared a gift for Cassandra’s apprenticeship, but now this has come to me just in time.”

After the white light, Yang Le's figure disappeared, replaced by a burly tiger-headed man.

Unlike Ben's naked tiger and Abedo's wrestler style, Yang Le's Tiger is dressed in a black outfit, looking like a character straight out of Kung Fu Panda.

Facing the four elite ninjas charging towards him, Yang Le was not afraid but laughed and rushed towards them at an even faster speed in the next second.

The experienced elite ninjas were not intimidated by Yang Le's changed appearance, nor did they charge straight at him. Instead, they skillfully dodged just before engaging him, eventually forming an encirclement that trapped Yang Le.

"You think you've surrounded me?" Yang Le looked at the elite ninjas circling around him and revealed a cruel smile.

"Actually, I'm the one who's surrounded you!"

(End of this chapter)