Novel Bin Chapter 72 - Duel
The venue of the duel was an abandoned factory in the suburbs. The place used to be densely populated, but after the factory was destroyed, weeds had grown everywhere and broken metal barrels could be seen everywhere.
“Haha, Li clan head, it looks like that Long Denghua knew that he would be attacked by many people. With so many people coming at the same time, he’s afraid to show his face,” Chi Zhongwei said with a smile.
“I think Brother Chi is right. Looks like there’s an 80% chance that we won’t be able to fight tonight.” He Jinwu also smiled.
The two of them were extremely happy. Regardless of whether they fought or not, they would definitely not return the five million yuan deposit.
“Don’t let your guard down,” Li Tiancheng said in a low voice, feeling extremely conflicted.
If Long Denghua was really so shameless to challenge them to a duel but not appear, the Li clan would be in trouble. He could not possibly fork out money to ask his allies to help him every time the other party issued a challenge.
Although the Li clan was rich, they could not afford to play along with such tactics.
The group waited for a few minutes, but Long Denghua did not show up. Some people got impatient and started to loiter around the factory.
Chen Yiming was no exception. However, his objective was to survey the terrain in advance and prepare for his plan.
Suddenly, “Ah!” a tragic cry rang out, followed by the sound of footsteps and shouts as the crowd scattered in all directions. The sounds were filled with fear.
Li Tiancheng, Chi Zhongwei, and He Jinwu looked towards the darkness where the commotion had occurred.
“Tap! Tap!” The continuous sound of footsteps got closer.
Li Tiancheng, Chi Zhongwei, and He Jinwu were all drenched in cold sweat. Fortunately, they had not split up to scout the surroundings. Otherwise, it was highly possible that Long Denghua would have ambushed one of them first.
Soon, a figure walked out of the darkness. A cloak was draped over his back, and he held a blood-stained sword in his hand.
“Li Tiancheng, don’t tell me that you think I can’t do anything to you just because you brought two more people with you?” Long Denghua walked over step by step with a straight face.
Li Tiancheng’s expression darkened. “Long Denghua, you still dare to show yourself even after knowing that I’ve found others to help me?”
“Do you see my right hand?” Long Denghua raised his right hand, revealing a scar on the back of it. “It’s all thanks to your dead father.”
“That’s a grudge from the previous generation. How far do you want to go before you are willing to let it go?” Li Tiancheng probed, feeling a little uneasy. His opponent knew that he had found outside help, but still dared to show up alone.
“Oh? I personally sent your father on his way. Aren’t you going to avenge him?” Long Denghua sneered.
“You…”
Li Tiancheng, Chi Zhongwei, and He Jinwu were left speechless.
What Long Denghua meant was that he had personally killed Li Changhe, who had undergone seven transformations.
If that was true, then Long Denghua had at least broken through six transformations, and the three of them had turned from predator to prey.
“Do you know why I didn’t destroy the whole Li clan when I killed your father? Apart from not wanting to offend Zheng Qiming, I was afraid that you would go into hiding if the news got out.” Long Denghua looked at Li Tiancheng as if he was looking at a dead man, and wasn’t in any hurry to make his move.
As long as he killed Li Tiancheng, the last member of the Li clan who still had some power, there was a high chance that he would not need to continue fighting. The Li clan’s current allies would secretly devour the Li clan.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Zhongwei and He Jinwu retreated abruptly and turned to escape.
“Swish!” A sword flashed past.
Chi Zhongwei and He Jinwu fell to the ground before they could even react.
Seeing this, the people watching from afar scattered without hesitation. A few seconds later, only two people were left in the abandoned factory.
“Now, no one will disturb us.” Long Denghua looked at Li Tiancheng, who had turned pale.
In a small forest near the abandoned factory, Long Denghua, who had killed Li Tiancheng with one strike, walked slowly, preparing to pass through the forest in front of him and quietly leave from a spot on the city wall where the defense was weak.
Such actions of openly committing murder in the city was not tolerated by the city guards, who were different from the city patrol teams. Even if they had transferred elites to the battlefield, there were still experts guarding the city.
Suddenly, Long Denghua stopped in his tracks.
A figure was quietly standing 10 meters ahead. He wore a black mask on his face and was wearing a black suit.
“Who are you?”
Long Denghua frowned. He had already conducted some investigations in private and knew that, after more than half a year, Li Changhe’s friends had already drifted apart from the Li clan.
After all, dragons did not live with snakes. The Li clan had died in an accident because of Li Changhe, so the entire clan had fallen by a level.
This was also another reason why he did not immediately destroy the Li clan back then. He was afraid that Li Changhe’s friends might have set a trap for him.
“My name is An Chen. I heard that you gave up on practicing with your fists and switched to swordsmanship. Can you tell me the reason?” Chen Yiming wasn’t in any hurry and spoke slowly.
“Ancheng? I’ve never heard of him. Was he a friend of Li Changhe’s?” Long Denghua couldn’t help but feel angry. This person was clearly trying to trick him and make a fool out of him.
“You won’t be able to escape. I’ll just hold you back for a while. The city guards will rush over when they notice the commotion. Do you dare to kill them too? Do you want to live in the wilderness forever?” Chen Yiming asked.
“You’re courting death.” Long Denghua’s expression changed, and his gaze became sharp.
Chen Yiming was right. If he really dared to make a move on the city guards, he would be on the wanted list of the Daxia Kingdom from the next day. There would be an endless number of people chasing after him for the bounty.
“How dare you stop me? Are you prepared to lose your life?” Long Denghua said through gritted teeth. The killing intent in his eyes was almost tangible. This was a sign that he was being forced into a corner.
“Is that so?”
Chen Yiming remained expressionless. He was confident that he did not need to be afraid of anyone in the disciple realm at the same level as him.
As soon as he finished speaking, his entire body charged out like a venomous snake that was hiding in the darkness.
His speed was extremely fast, and with the cover of the night, only a black shadow could be seen.
Although Long Denghua had been prepared for a fight, the moment he raised his sword, the white flash of his opponent’s sword had already closed in.
At the next moment, Long Denghua’s body reflexively dodged, but the hand holding the sword had already been severed and fell to the ground.
“I didn’t manage to kill him in one blow. He was much stronger than that old man, He Xuanlin. He Xuanlin didn’t even have time to react back then,” Chen Yiming thought to himself as he compared the two of them.
After Long Denghua had dodged a few meters, his balance suddenly changed because he had lost an arm. He stumbled and almost fell.
The empty space in front of the forest was dead silent.
Long Denghua’s head went blank, and he had completely forgotten the pain from his broken arm.
He had been hunting mutant beasts for a living, and had never expected to meet his end here.
“Can we talk properly now? Your sword hand is broken,” Chen Yiming said.
“You’re not Li Changhe’s friend. What exactly are you trying to do?” Long Denghua asked in a trembling voice. He happened to have a secret for discarding his fist techniques and practicing the sword.
He had been pretending to have undergone only five transformations. Other than the one time he attacked Li Changhe, he had never killed an expert who had undergone six transformations.
He thought that he would be completely safe and wouldn’t attract the attention of anyone stronger than him. Who knew that he would be so unlucky on this day?
“As expected, professionals are needed for an interrogation.”
Chen Yiming thought to himself as he charged forward once again, raising his sword to stab at Long Denghua.
“You…”
Long Denghua’s forehead was pierced by the sword.
He had already given up on escaping after losing an arm, and was thinking of ways to trick his opponent. Unexpectedly, his opponent did not care about the rules of the martial arts world and had launched a sneak attack on an injured person.