"Hmph, little brat, do you have any manners?"
"A Qi Condensation Level 1 kid, just joined the club, and dares to make a fuss in front of us."
"We'll cripple you!"
The three disciples in blue were instantly infuriated, rolling up their sleeves, ready to fight.
All three of them were at Qi Condensation Level 2, not taking the 13-year-old slightly naive-looking Shitou seriously.
"Fight then, who's afraid of you guys?"
Shitou, knowing his little master was around, messed with his unkempt hair and quickly attacked before his opponents had a chance to react.
His speed was impressive, circling around the three of them, and with three consecutive kicks, hit their knees.
Unsteady, the trio staggered and fell forward.
Shitou quickly bypassed the defensive barrier, returned to the side of the clear pond, and covered his mouth as he chuckled quietly.
"Little brat, come out if you dare!"
"Damn it! You dare kick me? You're tired of living!"
