Chu Li said in disdain, "Pretentious!"
"Stinking brat, you're courting death!" The other middle-aged man glared at him and slapped him.
"Ding!" The sword on Chu Li's table flashed, and the cold light pierced his palm. The sound of metal clashing could be heard, as if the sword had stabbed into iron.
Chu Li felt the recoil from the tip of his sword and scoffed. "You're from the White Tiger Sect?"
"Hmph, other people might be afraid of the Holy Church of Light, but the Roaring Tiger Clan isn't!" The middle-aged man who extended his palm laughed coldly. "Today, I'll let you know the rules of Gale City. You'll only die if you offend the Roaring Tiger Clan, even if you're a disciple of the Holy Church of Light!"
Chu Li's sword flashed again, aiming for his throat.
"Ding …" The middle-aged man didn't dodge, allowing him to stab him. Once again, the sound of metal clashing rang out.
Chu Li was surprised.
The Sun Cultivating White Tiger Portrait that he cultivated was said to be the antique study of the White Tiger Sect. Although he did not cultivate it to a high level, it was still far beyond the reach of an average person. He was impervious to swords and knives, but the sword of a Grandmaster was different from an average person's sword. He would not be able to block the sword of a master whose skill was equivalent to his.
This middle-aged man's cultivation was weaker than his, but he was able to block his sword. It could be seen that his Body Tempering was tyrannical.
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man sneered and stared at him in disdain. "You dare to come to Gale City with such abilities? You really don't know how to spell the word 'death'!"
"Ding, ding, ding, ding …" Chu Li's sword flashed, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to follow.
Like the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves, the middle-aged man did not take a step back. He either waved his palm or lowered his head, dodging the tip of the sword aimed at his eyes.
Chu Li sheathed his sword abruptly, and the ringing stopped abruptly.
The middle-aged man snorted arrogantly. "What do you think?"
Chu Li scoffed. "You're quite good at taking a beating!"
"Since you know how powerful we are, get lost. Gale City isn't a place where the Holy Church of Light should be!" the middle-aged man said coldly.
Chu Li replied, "I'm here on orders, so I won't be going back!"
"Then you are courting death!" The middle-aged man glared at him. "Others might not dare to kill the disciples of the Holy Church of Light, but the Roaring Tiger Clan isn't afraid!"
Chu Li said snappily, "You're just bluffing, huh? Gather? The whore's knife closed in an instant.
?? Masturbation? Suppress them in panic? Winding bridge? Gun, Ghost Window. It covered the field.
"You're courting death!" The middle-aged man glared fiercely at him, like a ferocious tiger pouncing on its prey, and his face was filled with murderous intent.
Chu Li shook his long sword and scoffed, "Who dares to kill me!"
His impudent gaze swept across the four of them, including the people in the restaurant. He shouted, "The Holy Church of Light's Zhao Dahe is here. Who dares to kill me!"
The entire Flying Cloud Restaurant fell silent.
There were discussions, but they were quickly silenced by their companions, and their voices became softer. In the end, the entire restaurant was almost completely silent, and no one spoke.
Gale City was the White Tiger Sect's territory. However, the Holy Church of Light's power had been growing stronger over the past two years. Now that the disciples of the Holy Church of Light had appeared in Gale City, it was obvious that they wanted to expand their territory. How could the White Tiger Sect allow them to do as they wished? The two sects were going to fight each other openly and covertly. If anyone else were to get involved, they would definitely die a horrible death!
"Arrogant to the extreme!" The middle-aged man was furious. He did not expect Chu Li to be so arrogant.
As soon as he shouted these big words, the entire restaurant fell silent. He was awe-inspiring.
If the White Tiger Sect could not suppress his arrogance, their status in the hearts of the martial artists would plummet.
"Since you're courting death, I'll fulfill your wish!" The middle-aged man took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. Then, he punched with his right fist.
"Roar …" It sounded like a ferocious tiger's roar.
Chu Li suddenly got up from his chair and used Time Steps to instantly appear in front of the middle-aged man. The tip of his sword pierced through the fist force and pierced his right fist.
At the same time, he punched with his left fist.
The left fist was inches away from him, and it hit his heart.
"Bang!" The middle-aged man was sent flying and spat out a mouthful of blood in the air.
"Bang!" Chu Li followed up with another punch with his left fist. The middle-aged man sped up in the air and crashed through the window on the north side. He flew out of the restaurant and disappeared.
One sword and two fists happened in a flash. Before the others could react, their companion had already been injured and flown away.
"Good job!" The expressions of the other two middle-aged men changed slightly.
As expected of a disciple of the Holy Church of Light, Chu Li had figured out their actual situation in an instant.
The White Tiger Power that they cultivated was the best in defense. They were invulnerable and even a Grandmaster could not hurt them. However, this torso tuning technique had a flaw. Before reaching the sixth level, their inner energy could not leave their body and they could not attack from a distance like a Grandmaster.
They could only fight in close combat and could not attack from a distance.
If they wanted to attack from a distance, they would have to temporarily stop using the White Tiger Power and use other martial arts.
However, at the sixth level, their inner energy could leave their body and be used from a distance. They were invincible.
The power of the White Tiger Power was amazing, but it was too difficult to cultivate. One could only become an official disciple after reaching the sixth level. Otherwise, they would only be an outer disciple. They were disciples of the Roaring Tiger Clan, so they were all outer disciples.
Chu Li stared at them in disdain. "You guys can only scare people. Roaring Tiger Clan? You're a bunch of trash!"
"What did you say?!"
"Trash!"
"Watch my fist!" The two men pounced at him at the same time.
"Bang bang!" Chu Li threw two Divine Light Fists and the two men took two steps back. His expression did not change as he did not hurt them.
The two men continued to rush at him. He could not hurt them anyway.
"Bang bang bang bang …" Chu Li kept throwing punches and forced them to retreat again and again.
In the end, the speed of his punches was far faster than the speed at which they could catch their breath. The two men kept retreating from the south window to the north window.
The two men were so overwhelmed that they could not breathe. This situation was no different from an Innate Master fighting a Grandmaster. They were extremely aggrieved and finally could not help but throw another punch.
"Roar …" The fist force approached Chu Li as the tiger roared.
Chu Li disappeared in a flash and reappeared in front of the two men.
"Bang! Bang! " Two Divine Light Fists hit the two men's chests and they flew out. They spat out a mouthful of blood in the air and flew out of the restaurant through the broken window.
Chu Li clapped his hands and returned to his seat in a flash. He then sized up Sun Jizhi.
Sun Jizhi's expression turned gloomy.
Chu Li said, "Is this your backer? How unreliable. Why don't you join me, Elder Sun? I have the Holy Church of Light behind me, which is much more powerful than the White Tiger Sect! "
"You won't be happy for long!" Sun Jizhi said coldly, "The White Tiger Sect will not let this go."
Chu Li curled his lips. "You won't give up until you see your coffin. Fine, get lost!"
He waved his hand impatiently.
Sun Jizhi scoffed and turned to leave.
Chu Li called out, "Innkeeper, come here!"
A thin old man ran over with a smile on his face. "Young Master Zhao, what can I do for you?"
"I'll compensate you." Chu Li took out a hundred taels banknote from his pocket.
The thin old man quickly waved his hand and smiled. "There's no need for that. It's an honor for the Flying Cloud Restaurant to have a meal with you, Young Master Zhao. We can't accept your money!"
Chu Li stuffed the banknote into his hand. "Less? Gather? Rice Pastu Cattle?
"Yes, yes, thank you, Young Master Zhao!" The innkeeper saw that he was impatient and knew that he was not being polite, so he tactfully thanked him.
Chu Li waved his hand and the innkeeper carefully retreated.
Chu Li left the Flying Cloud Restaurant after eating and drinking to his heart's content. It was late at night and the streets were even livelier.
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