At the entrance to the barbed wire fence, a muffled thud was heard, and Ah Jie was kicked hard and sent flying.

They slid for several meters on the muddy ground covered with gravel before finally coming to a stop.

The bald, burly man stepped forward with a sinister grin, his eyes full of mockery.

"You shameless bastard! How many times do I have to tell you? You want to go in? Fine! Pay up!"

"One hundred thousand in service fees, not a penny less, and I'll cripple your hand today!"

Ah Jie gritted his teeth and squeezed out the sound.

"I...I won't pay! This is a public area...Why...why should I pay you?"

"I bought this scroll... We're capable of clearing the dungeon ourselves, why should we need you to carry us?"

The bald, burly man laughed loudly: "Why should I?"

He laughed loudly at the guild members around him, "Brothers, what makes this kid say he has the right?"

A burst of laughter erupted around them: "Hahahaha..."

"This kid probably doesn't know who he's talking to, does he?"

"Does he think this is his backyard?"

The bald, burly man's laughter abruptly stopped, and his eyes turned sinister.

"Kid, in this area, the Mad Shark Guild is the law! We say what we say goes! I say you need a boost, so you need it. Either pay up, or... you'll lose your hand!"

He lifted his foot, and a yellowish-brown light gathered beneath it.

That was a sign that the skill was about to be activated; if that kick landed, A-Jie's arm would probably break on the spot.

Ah Jie closed his eyes, but the kick didn't land on him.

A dazzling golden shield unfolded before him—"Clang—!!!"

The bald, burly man kicked the golden shield that appeared out of thin air with tremendous force.

He was at level 45, and he only felt a slight numbness in the soles of his feet, without his body swaying at all.

He unexpectedly withdrew his foot and looked to the side with interest.

Song Xiaohe walked slowly towards him, the Floating Light Shield held horizontally in front of her, the golden light on the shield not yet completely dissipated.

"As professionals, bullying the weak... don't you feel ashamed?"

Su Youran held a silver spear in one hand, the tip of which pointed diagonally at the ground.

"Talking about shame with these humanoids is giving them too much credit. All they have are muscles and no brains. Besides bullying the weak, this bunch of trash can only find a sense of existence here."

The entire place fell silent, and the onlookers gasped in shock.

That girl has a sharp tongue!

How dare you call the members of the Mad Shark Guild "humanoids" and "trash" here?

The bald, muscular man's smile vanished. He narrowed his eyes, cast a detection spell, and then froze.

"Huh? I thought it was some kind of powerful outsider, but it's just two wild kittens that have just been weaned?"

A newbie in his early twenties dares to challenge us here.

The average level of their guild members is above level 40.

The bald, muscular man had reached level 45, a huge level difference that was an insurmountable chasm.

Ah Jie struggled and shouted loudly.

"Run! You can't beat them! This is my own business, don't get yourselves involved!"

The bald, burly man snorted coldly.

"Run? In this area, without my permission, even the Heavenly King himself would be left here! Brothers! Surround them!"

Dozens of members of the Mad Shark Guild surrounded them with sinister smiles, some holding battle axes and others clutching staffs.

A calm yet authoritative voice rang out: "Get out of the way."

As everyone turned to look, three figures slowly walked towards them, parting the crowd.

Ahead stood a refined-looking old man, while behind him on the left was a pink-haired girl with pigtails glaring angrily at the guild members.

On the right is a boy with his hands in his pockets and a lazy expression.

Yu Xiaogang's gaze swept over the fierce-looking thugs, finally landing on the bald, burly man.

"When did this land of the Dragon Kingdom become your private land?"

The bald, muscular man instinctively cast a detection spell.

His whole body stiffened abruptly, and his pupils contracted sharply:

Level 88!

The seemingly frail old man in front of me is actually a top-tier expert at level 88!

At this level, a mere gesture could instantly wipe out all the guild members here.

He forced himself to remain calm.

"Senior, this is a matter concerning our Mad Shark Guild. We have several level 80 experts in our guild, and even our guild leader is a level 82 powerhouse."

"Senior, you are indeed powerful, but shouldn't you think carefully before offending the Mad Shark Guild for the sake of a few complete strangers?"

His tone carried a hint of threat.

In his view, it's better to avoid trouble. No one would offend a local guild with several level 80 experts for the sake of a few lowly ants.

Yu Xiaogang smiled.

He didn't speak, but instead took a badge out of his pocket and pinned it to his chest.

A five-clawed golden dragon coiled around the sharp sword, gleaming in the sunlight.

Lu Zhixing and Su Lin also took out the same badges from their pockets.

The five badges shone simultaneously, and an invisible sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire area. The golden dragon on the badge seemed to come alive, exuding a majesty that looked down on all living beings.

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

"That's... a five-clawed golden dragon coiled around a sword! That's right, it's the Azure Dragon Clan!"

Someone's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"What?! The Azure Dragon Team? Holy crap, the national team is playing?"

"That's right, absolutely right. Only the elite Dragon Guard and Azure Dragon Squad directly under the national command are qualified to wear this badge!"

"No wonder...no wonder these two girls dared to go head-to-head with the Mad Shark Guild...is this their confidence?"

The bald, burly man's legs went weak and his lips trembled.

"Impossible... How could these people come to a place like this? It's fake! It must be fake! You dare to impersonate privileged government officials?"

He shouted.

Yu Xiaogang slowly raised his hands.

A summoned creature, entirely black and resembling a dog, appeared in his palm, emanating a chilling aura.

The crowd erupted again.

"Holy crap...that...that's...that's the mutated summon [Luo Sanpao]! There's no mistake!"

"Yu Xiaogang, a member of the Dragon Guard and also a teacher in the Azure Dragon Class! This is the real national team, absolutely no faking it!"

The bald, burly man was utterly desperate, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Yu Xiaogang gently moved his wrist.

"Now, do you still think it's fake? Anyone who holds the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Badge can be executed first and reported later, a privilege granted by the Dragon Authority."

"I could kill you right here today, without even having to write a report or take any responsibility. Do you believe me?"

The bald, burly man felt the mountain-like killing intent; cold sweat had already soaked his back.

He believed it; he truly believed it.

Killing this seemingly refined and kind old man would be easier than crushing an ant.

The entrance to the barbed wire fence was completely silent.

Those guild members who were grinning just moments ago were now ashen-faced, and some had even quietly taken a few steps back.

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