"Chu Li, come out!" Song Zhifan shouted.
He was dressed in a blue robe, and his face was as white as jade. His golden crown shone brightly under the sunlight, giving him an air of nobility.
The High Duke's Public House was located at the north gate of Chong Ming Town. Although there were Protectors guarding the place, there were many people coming and going. Most of them came to admire the High Duke's Public House. The High Duke's Public House was a transcendent existence in Chong Ming Town.
If outsiders who came to Chong Ming Town did not take a look at the Yi Public House, they would feel that they were walking in vain.
Song Zhifan's voice was like a clap of thunder exploding in the sky above Chong Ming Town. The people immediately raised their heads and looked towards the direction of the High Duke's Public House. They knew that someone had come to provoke Chief Chu Li again and could not help but shake their heads.
The people around the Public House rushed over to watch the show.
Ever since Chu Li had made a name for himself, there were a lot of people who came to challenge Chu Li. Most of the time, Chu Li did not even need to show up personally. The Protectors of the High Duke's Public House would just send them away.
The Protectors of the High Duke's Public House's Protectors were getting stronger and stronger. They were able to handle almost anyone who came to challenge them. These challengers were all people who wanted to make a name for themselves with just one battle. They were people who had extraordinary Martial Arts, but they had not reached the peak yet.
"Stand down!" Chu Li's voice echoed throughout Chong Ming Town.
The Protectors who were about to rush forward to question him immediately took a few steps back and stood on the steps of the main entrance. They glared at Song Zhifan fiercely and did not come any closer. Chu Li's authority was growing, and his orders were strictly enforced.
Chu Li's white robe fluttered in the wind as he passed through the main entrance of the High Duke's Public House. He arrived at the top of the stairs and looked at Song Zhifan. He smiled and said, "You still dare to come here, Chief Song? Is it not enough to lose once? You want to try again? "
"Chu Li, you will definitely die this time!" Song Zhifan said with his hand on the hilt of his sword.
The force around his body began to surge. This was to prevent Chu Li from suddenly taking out the God Slaying Sword to prevent him from being ambushed. As soon as Chu Li appeared, he used the Heaven Killing Technique and merged his body with the treasure sword.
Although the treasure sword at his waist could not be compared to the Sky Regicide Sword, it was still a rare treasure sword. It could cut through iron as if it was mud and could cut through hair. It had fused with his body and reached an indestructible level. He was not afraid of Chu Li's God Slaying Sword.
Chu Li chuckled. "Alright, you said the same thing the last time. What do you want to compete in?"
"Sword technique!" Song Zhifan pressed on his sword and said coldly, "Don't think that just because you won against me last time, you can always win. This time …"
Chu Li waved his hand and said, "How about this, let's make a bet."
Song Zhifan snorted, "What prize?"
Chu Li pointed at the long sword on his waist and smiled. "This sword of yours is a treasure sword, right?"
"Of course!" Song Zhifan humphed. "It can cut through iron like mud. It's a real treasure sword."
"How is it compared to the Heaven Killing Sword?" Chu Li asked.
Song Zhifan hesitated for a moment and shook his head. "Of course not."
Chu Li smiled. "Alright then. This sword of mine is the Crouching Tiger Divine Sword. It's a treasured sword that has killed a Spirit Tiger. What about yours?"
"Shadow Bearing Sword." Song Zhifan snorted. "The sword leaves no shadow."
Chu Li nodded. "If you can defeat me, this Tiger Taming Divine Sword will be yours. As for the Sky Regicide Sword, you should just give up!"
"Alright, if you can defeat me, this Shadow Bearing Sword will be yours!" Song Zhifan said.
Chu Li nodded. "If that's the case, then let's compete. This time, let's change the way we compete. Otherwise, people will say that I'm bullying you and that I'm not being a good host!"
"How do we compete?" Song Zhifan frowned. He felt that something was wrong.
This Chu Li was full of tricks. He did not know what he was up to. It was better to be careful and not fall for his tricks.
Chu Li said, "This time, I won't fight back. If you can defeat me within ten moves, I'll admit defeat. If you can't defeat me within ten moves, I'll win. How about that?"
"Hmm — —?" Song Zhifan's mind raced to see if there was a trap.
Chu Li smiled. "I won't fight back. I'll either dodge or take it head-on. If I fight back, it'll be my loss. Under such circumstances, if you can't defeat me within ten moves, how is that not considered a loss?"
"Alright, you can't wear armor or use weapons." For the sake of safety, Song Zhifan did not care about his pride.
Chu Li chuckled and shook his head. "I can't wear armor either?"
"Of course!" Song Zhifan scoffed. "What if you're wearing treasured clothing? How can I hurt you?"
Chu Li shook his head. "What about weapons? If you can't even use weapons, you might as well surrender! "
"If you don't want to compete, then forget it. We'll see who's the real deal!" Song Zhifan sneered.
He just wanted to force Chu Li to see what tricks he had up his sleeves.
Chu Li thought about it and sighed. "I really can't do anything against a shameless guy like you. Alright, then I won't use armor or weapons. My clothes don't have any armor, right?"
"That'll do!" Song Zhifan scoffed.
Chu Li nodded. "Come, come, let everyone witness it. Ten moves. Chief Song, make your move!"
"Watch out for my sword!" Song Zhifan shouted. His body suddenly shrunk a little as if he had become shorter and thinner. In fact, his figure did not change, but it gave people the feeling that it was the tenth level of the Sacrificial Divine Power.
The Enlightened Master's Field that he had withdrawn immediately spread out. The surrounding people only felt a turbulent force rushing towards them like a huge wave crashing down. They could not help but be swept up into the air.
Chu Li shook his head and waved his long sleeves.
The people immediately landed on the ground lightly. The violent force disappeared and they felt like a spring breeze. They suddenly felt like they had narrowly escaped death. They could not help but fist salute Chu Li, thanking him for saving their lives.
Chu Li said, "Chief Song, why do you have to use this trick!"
Song Zhifan sneered. The Chengying Sword was unsheathed and turned into a bright light that shot towards Chu Li.
Chu Li raised his hand to block it.
"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, Chu Li's palm flashed with a purple gold light. It was as if his palm was made of purple gold and blocked the burning tip of the sword.
The people could not see the appearance of the Chengying Sword clearly. They could only see a light sword. The sword's light reflected on Chu Li's purple gold palm. His palm was slender and well-proportioned, it was very comfortable to look at.
Chu Li raised his voice. "One move!"
"Hmph, again!" Song Zhifan scoffed. He was in awe.
He never thought that someone could block his Heaven Cursing Scripture with flesh and blood!
This sword was already at its peak. It was the tenth level of the Sacrificial Technique and the Heaven Cursing Scripture. Its power was unparalleled. Even a Celestial would not dare to block this sword, but Chu Li could. Could he be stronger than a Celestial?
When he thought of this, he was suddenly furious. He was a genius. He originally planned to cultivate the Heaven Cursing Scripture in half a year, but he did it in less than a month. It was really a gift from heaven. It was faster than his imagination. He admired himself more and more. He never thought that he could not kill Chu Li.
Could it be that Chu Li was born to be his nemesis? Was he born to restrain him?
The anger in his heart surged. He was even more ruthless. He gathered all the energy in his body into his sword and stabbed it again.
"Bang!" Chu Li still blocked the tip of the sword with his palm. He looked at Song Zhifan calmly and shook his head. "This sword technique is the Heaven Cursing Scripture? You exaggerate. So the Heaven Cursing Scripture is only this powerful. How disappointing! "
"Ah —!" Song Zhifan roared. His body suddenly lit up as if a flame was spewing out from his body. He stabbed again with his sword.
"Bang!" Chu Li took a step back and removed the powerful force from the sword. His right palm flashed with a purple gold light, almost turning into a pure purple color.
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