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"Salma!" A rare hint of panic flashed in Sulleysa's emerald eyes. She never expected that Levi would walk straight to Piro and say such words in public. She took a deep breath, her eyes quickly locking onto her father's figure in the crowd. Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt and tried to push forward.

"Where are you going?" Shahar stopped his sister. He didn't expect that Levi would dare to say such arrogant words. But it's fine, he asked for it himself, so he can't blame anyone else.

He had to stop his sister to prevent any further complications.

"Let go!" Suleisa's voice was as cold as ice. With a twist of her wrist, she skillfully broke free from Shaha's grip. Without looking back, she strode quickly towards her father, Raka, her back view resolute. She had to beg her father to use that connection, even if there was only a sliver of a chance.

"Are you going to beg Father to use that thing? That's our family's life-saving treasure; every time we use it, it's gone forever." Looking in the direction his sister Suleisa ran, Shaha understood something. He shouted anxiously, "Favors are something you can only use once. Li Wei is courting death and he'll have to risk their family's trump card."

"Good, very good! This Levi really asked for it!" On the other side, Napuli was so excited she almost clapped her hands, her nails digging deep into her palms without her noticing. Her face was flushed, not because her husband had been insulted, but because she foresaw that the harsher Levi's insults, the more cruel Piro's revenge would be, and what a shadow of humiliation would fall on Suleisa's beautiful face. This pleased her more than any jewel. The women around her, observing her expression, echoed her sentiments, condemning Levi for his audacity in daring to offend the majesty of "The Tiger of Omad Bada."

"Wait..." Napri's eyes darted around, catching sight of Sulesa anxiously pushing through the crowd. A wicked thought suddenly formed in her mind. She raised her chin, a mocking smile playing on her lips, and strode towards Sulesa. "I need to 'comfort' my good sister a bit. Maybe... she'll kneel down and beg me?"

Napri decided to play a trick on Suleisa, making her kneel down and beg her to save Levi's life.

After Li Wei said those words, the crowd reacted in various ways: some were shocked, some were worried and anxious, and some looked on with amusement.

However, in the very center of the square, Piro remained calm, as if Levi wasn't pointing at him and telling him to get out. His eyes were still half-closed, like a dozing tiger. The large whites of his eyes gave him the appearance of a fierce tiger. Even in his calmness, even without anger, he gave people a sense of fear, making them feel that he was a man-eating tiger that could pounce at any moment. The calmness on his face was like a tiger quietly lying in wait before hunting.

"You know what?" Piro looked at Levi and said calmly, "I've experienced too much glory and hardship in my life. When I was young, I knelt before many people to beg for my life. When I was hungry, I ate the carcasses of wild animals. When I was thirsty, I drank the dirtiest muddy water. So someone like me shouldn't be angry because of a young man's insults. Just like many years ago, when old Bahai pointed at me and cursed me with the dirtiest words, I still listened calmly."

"But I actually got angry because of your words just now. It seems I really am getting old. I've lost all the patience I had when I was young, and I've been provoked by the words of a young man like an ordinary old man." At this point, Piro opened his half-closed eyes wide and calmly pointed a finger at Levi. "In that case, you can die. A tiger needs the blood of its prey when it's angry."

As he spoke, Piro slowly removed his upper garment, revealing his bronze-colored, muscular skin. His physique didn't resemble that of a man in his forties at all; instead, he was as powerful as a bear. As Piro took off his shirt, the soldiers behind him became frenzied, excitedly shouting, "The Tiger of Badar! The Tiger of Badar!"

On the third day of the Torch Festival, when a man takes off his upper body clothing, it signifies that he is about to engage in a martial arts contest. People are all martial, and seeing Piro's mighty and powerful physique, the people around him become somewhat enthusiastic and shout "I am the Tiger of Bada!"

"Take off your shirt and accept my challenge." Piro stared at Levi expressionlessly. At the same time, the soldier behind him, "Tiger of Ibada," shouted even louder and more fervently. Piro and the soldiers behind him seemed to form a powerful force pressing down on Levi.

"The noise behind you is a bit loud," Li Wei said slowly, as he began to take off his shirt. "And I don't like the calmness on your face either."

"How can my enemy remain so calm in the face of me?"

As he spoke his last sentence, Li Wei coldly threw off his shirt. His upper body wasn't as muscular as Piro's, nor were his muscles as bulky, but his upper body had perfect muscle lines and an indescribable heroic air.

"Dealing with an ant like you is naturally easy for me, because killing you is too simple," Piro said disdainfully. He began to move, but the next moment, he stopped in his tracks.

Because a phantom of a three-headed Naga appeared on Li Wei's upper body.

Li Wei's black hair was loose over his shoulders, his blood and qi were surging, and there were tiny crackles of lightning on his body. A three-headed Naga phantom appeared on his chest. It was very close to being complete, only missing a tail.

The three-headed Naga possessed an indescribable majesty and nobility; its three heads, like gods descending, stared indifferently at Piro.

The snake's eyes on the left side of its head are solidified amber, and its body is an aged white, representing wisdom.

The middle head is the most majestic, with vertical serpentine pupils that resemble molten gold, symbolizing authority. It stares at Piro with a judgmental gaze, while the serpentine pupils on the right head are a cold, metallic color.

After these three-headed Naga appeared on Livi's body, he exuded an indescribable divinity and nobility.

"How could it be a three-headed Naga? This is impossible, impossible!" Piro's eyes widened. His face, which had been composed like a superior and had the air of a cat playing with a mouse, was now filled with shock and disbelief. He couldn't understand how Li Wei, who had only had a single-headed Naga for more than ten days, could have undergone such a dramatic transformation today and possess a three-headed Naga.

Moreover, the blood and energy emanating from Li Wei at this moment clearly surpassed his!

How could this be? Didn't Li Wei struggle to defeat a Black Tiger just over ten days ago?

Not only Piro, but also the soldiers behind him who were fanatically shouting "I am the Tiger of Badar" looked at each other in bewilderment, their voices gradually fading until they could no longer be heard.

"It's better now. The noise isn't so loud anymore. What's that 'I'm Badahu' that's nagging my ears? And, Piro, your expression is right now too." Levi said slowly with a smile. When he got to the last two "right now," he suddenly sprang to life, his eyes turning cold, his blood surging, and his left hand, like a knife, went straight for Piro!

"Piro, kneel down!" Levi was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Piro. Then, he gathered all his blood and energy in his left hand, and tiny lightning crackled on his palm. At that moment, the acupoint in Levi's body that housed the bronze giant released lightning power and gathered it in his left hand, which he then slammed down!

This strike landed directly on Piro's left shoulder. With a loud "bang," Piro was struck so hard by this thunderous blow that he coughed up blood and knelt on the ground!

"Aaaaah!" Piro cried out in pain, his face contorted in agony. Levi's palm struck Piro's left shoulder directly, breaking all the bones in his left shoulder from top to bottom!

"That's the expression I'm looking for. My enemies should be terrified and trembling in my presence, not calm!" With that, Li Wei made another cold move. He grabbed Piro's right arm with his right hand and yanked it off with a thud. Piro's right arm snapped off, blood spurting out, and Piro screamed in pain.

At this moment, Li Wei was like a demon god from ancient times reborn, with his black hair draped over his shoulders and both hands stained with Piro's blood, exuding an indescribable demonic aura.