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Some Martial Arts Halls had already opened their doors, and when Wu Li and the street gangsters clashed, the ones near the street corner took notice.

"Go and help," an elder in a black training suit said to his disciples beside him.

The disciples nodded in agreement, prepared to rush over.

Since these Martial Arts Halls on Martial Arts Street had fallen out with the developers, for a month straight, every day, a gang of thugs would block the street’s entrance, deterring people who wanted to learn martial arts, and also threatening those coming out of Martial Arts Street.

Because of this, the people from the martial arts schools often clashed with them, fighting nearly every day; and calling the police was futile. If they arrested some today, another group would come tomorrow. There was no way to get the police to patrol Martial Arts Street or stand guard 24 hours a day, so in the end, it was a stalemate.

Now, seeing the gangsters blocking the way to Martial Arts Street again, the people from the martial arts halls, of course, wanted to lend a hand to help, but no sooner had the elder in black finished speaking than Wu Li had already taken care of it.

"This..." The disciples hesitated and looked at their master.

The elder in black looked on with astonishment as he watched Wu Li at a short distance: "His power explodes from his core; his limbs startle into action, with the force reaching his extremities. Excellent! What skill, what capturing technique!"

"Master, what’s going on?" a disciple asked.