Chapter 15: Gang Alliances and the Ultimate Showdown

The shadowy figure was none other than the leader of the Black Tiger Gang. He issued a cold command, “Keep a close watch on him, find an opportunity...”

The next day, as Mao Yu arrived at school, he was immediately surrounded by a group of students dressed in black uniforms.

The leader, with dyed yellow hair and a roguish sneer, said, “Brother, our boss wants to have a word with you.” Mao Yu recognized them as the notorious Black Tiger Gang and frowned. “Not interested.”

The yellow-haired boy’s smile froze, then twisted into a vicious glare. “Kid, don’t refuse the wine only to drink the punishment!” The atmosphere instantly grew tense.

Mao Yu sneered and shoved the yellow-haired boy aside. “Get lost.”

Similar incidents kept happening.

The Azure Dragon Gang, White Tiger Gang, Vermilion Bird Gang...

Every gang in the school came to recruit him, each offering more tempting terms than the last.

Yet Mao Yu remained unmoved.

He only wished to strengthen himself and protect those he cared about, indifferent to the scheming and rivalry among the gangs.

His refusals infuriated them completely.

Rumors spread throughout the school, accusing him of arrogance and disrespect.

Worse still, during training and competitions, the gangs united to target Mao Yu, resorting to all manner of underhanded tricks.

“This kid is way too cocky. He needs a lesson!”

“How dare he disrespect us? We’ll make him regret it!”

During a supernatural power training session, Mao Yu was ambushed by members from several gangs.

They coordinated seamlessly, their moves ruthless and clearly premeditated.

Though strong, Mao Yu was outnumbered and gradually overwhelmed.

He bore multiple wounds, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

“He’s tougher than I thought,” a yellow-haired boy remarked.

“Hmph, no matter how tough, he can’t stand against all of us,” the Black Tiger Gang leader sneered darkly. “Beat him badly so he learns his lesson!”

At that moment, a cold, clear voice cut through the tension. “Stop!”

Feng Yao and Mao Ling appeared at the training ground’s entrance, followed by a group of students.

Feng Yao’s gaze burned with anger as she looked at those attacking Mao Yu. “Ganging up on one person—what kind of skill is that?”

The Black Tiger leader was momentarily stunned, then scoffed disdainfully. “Well, if it isn’t Miss Feng. Feeling sorry for your little lover?”

Feng Yao ignored his taunt and walked straight to Mao Yu’s side, concern in her eyes. “Are you okay?”

Mao Yu wiped the blood from his mouth and shook his head. “I’m fine.”

“Hmph, looks like we can’t teach you a lesson today,” the Black Tiger leader snorted. “But the school’s big competition is coming up. We’ll see then!”

With that, he and his gang swaggered away.

Mao Yu watched their backs, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

He knew the true challenge was only just beginning...

Feng Yao looked at Mao Yu, hesitating to speak.

“Mao Yu...”

A cold smile curled on Mao Yu’s lips. “Fine, I’m waiting.”

Seeing the resolute determination in his eyes, Feng Yao felt an inexplicable calm settle within her.

She knew this man had a strong heart and would never back down no matter the trials ahead.

***

The school’s grand competition proceeded as scheduled.

The arena was packed, seats filled to capacity.

The air buzzed with tension and excitement.

As Mao Yu stepped onto the stage, countless hostile gazes bore into him.

The Black Tiger Gang, Azure Dragon Gang, White Tiger Gang...

All the gangs he had rejected watched like predators ready to devour him alive.

“This kid’s doomed!” the Black Tiger leader sneered. “Today, I’ll show him what happens when you cross us!”

The competition began!

Experts from several gangs launched simultaneous assaults, their supernatural powers intertwining into a dazzling spectacle of light.

Mao Yu calmly analyzed their moves, his system swiftly identifying their weaknesses and suggesting the best counterattacks.

“Wind Blade!”

“Fireball!”

“Thunder Strike!”

Attacks came at him in a relentless torrent, but Mao Yu moved with agile grace, dodging and countering with his unique supernatural skills.

At times he blurred into a shadow, at others, he formed an impenetrable shield, nullifying every assault.

The audience watched in stunned silence. They had expected Mao Yu to be easily defeated, yet here he was, holding his ground.

“This kid’s strength is far beyond what we imagined!”

“Looks like we all underestimated him.”

Just when everyone thought Mao Yu was about to falter, he suddenly erupted with power!

An immense energy surged from within him, shaking the very air around.

His eyes blazed with radiant light, like a slumbering lion awakened at last.

“It’s time to end this farce!” Mao Yu roared.

He unleashed a series of devastating supernatural attacks, defeating several formidable opponents one by one.

Those once arrogant gang members wilted like frostbitten eggplants.

“How... how is this possible?” the Black Tiger leader stared in disbelief. He could never have guessed Mao Yu possessed such overwhelming power.

Fueled by passion, Mao Yu fought with increasing vigor, seemingly tireless.

With each step toward the center of the arena, it was as if he crushed the hearts of his adversaries beneath his feet.

Feng Yao watched him with admiration glowing in her eyes.

She knew this man was destined to become a legend.

Mao Ling excitedly pumped her little fists beside her. “Go, Brother Mao Yu! You’re the best!”

***

At that moment, a voice whispered in Mao Yu’s ear: “Kid, you’ve done well. I admire you...”

Mao Yu spun around sharply.

His final opponent was none other than the Azure Dragon Gang’s leader, a ruthless figure wielding thunder abilities.

Lightning crackled fiercely around him, his presence intimidating, yet Mao Yu felt no fear.

With the system’s augmentation, his power soared!

He activated “Berserk Mode,” moving so fast his movements were nearly invisible, darting like a whirlwind through the storm of lightning.

“Oh my god! What speed is that?” gasped the audience, jaws dropping.

“Has this kid taken some kind of drug? So fierce!” exclaimed the Black Tiger leader, eyes nearly popping out.

Mao Yu struck with a punch charged with berserk energy, sending the Azure Dragon leader flying beyond the arena.

“Knockout victory!” the referee announced excitedly.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

“Mao Young Master! Mao Young Master!” deafening applause filled the entire arena.

Standing at the center of the stage, Mao Yu basked in his hard-earned glory.

Those who had mocked and targeted him now slunk away like defeated roosters.

Feng Yao, her eyes shining with affection, rushed onto the stage and embraced Mao Yu. “You’re amazing!” Her cheeks flushed with adoration.

Mao Yu smiled gently at the beauty in his arms.

A sweet atmosphere blossomed in the air.

Beside them, Mao Ling jumped up and down excitedly. “I knew Brother Mao Yu was the strongest!”

Yet beneath the celebration, a dark undercurrent stirred.

Mao Yu knew this victory was but a beginning; greater challenges awaited.

He had heard that conflicts between supernatural gangs were intensifying, and a mysterious force called “Shadow” was emerging.

He sensed that soon he would be drawn into this storm.

Gazing beyond the school gates, his eyes held both anticipation and unease.

The doors of the supernatural academy seemed to open onto a realm of unknown dangers.

Then, a mysterious voice whispered in his ear: “Are you ready to face the true challenge?”

Mao Yu turned sharply, but saw only a vague figure disappearing into the crowd.

Clenching his fists, a resolute light flickered in his eyes as he stepped beyond the gates of the academy...