Chapter Eighty-Four: Fierce Battle

  Liu Li and Huang Hongjin were eager to rush up and take down the four arrogant men, but before Chu Hao gave the order, they did not dare to do so. From the moment they entered Chu Hao's courtyard, everything about them belonged to Chu Hao and had to obey every one of his orders!

  Li Meng and the other royal guards had ugly expressions, staring at Lijie with their long swords in hand, cold glints flashing, their eyes full of murderous intent.

  The raindrops falling from the tea shed seemed to have been infected by this killing intent, and they slowly began to shrink. The sky, which had been overcast for three whole days, seemed to be showing signs of clearing up again.

  Chu Hao didn't react at all, and instead smiled slyly, raising his head to say: "Were you the one who came out looking for a beating?"

  That young man in purple robe glared at Chu Hao with a resentful gaze, Chu Hao's words had repeatedly made him lose face, and he would definitely cut off his tongue soon. This mortal was truly too arrogant!

  Only to see Lijie slowly turning around and walking out of the teahouse, with the three men following behind him.

  Chu Hao didn't move, still sitting on the table with his legs crossed, a very casual look.

  Although the rain outside had subsided a lot, it hadn't stopped. Standing in the rain, Lijie and the others saw that Chuhao was sitting calmly on the table, looking at them as if they were monkeys standing in the middle of the road getting rained on, their faces all sinking again.

  The young man in purple robe sneered: "What's wrong? You said you'd made your move earlier, now you don't dare to come out?"

  Chu Hao pretended to yawn, while Li Meng was hesitating about whether or not to replace the Crown Prince in battle. After all, he didn't have much chance of winning either. But as a bodyguard accompanying the royal family, he should stand up at this time.

  Before he could react, Liu Li directly came to Chu Hao's side and said: "Young Master, killing a chicken doesn't require using a cow slaughterer's knife, let us subordinates go into battle!"

  Li Meng glanced at Liu Li and felt dissatisfied. He thought to himself, "You're not even as good as me, how can you possibly defeat these martial artists who are close to achieving the Great Perfection of the Post-Heavenly Realm?"

  Chu Hao patted Liu Li's shoulder and said with a smile, "It's okay, but you're wrong, Liu Li. He's not a chicken." Chu Hao chuckled and continued, "I didn't I just say that he's a dog?"

  Liu Li nodded and said: "I understand. No need to use a cattle butcher's knife to kill a dog, young master, let me go into battle!"

  "Alright, I'll let you go to battle, but only allow victory, not defeat!" Chu Hao said, his eyes turning icy cold as he continued in a light tone: "If you lose, come and see me with your head held high!"

  This sentence was cooler than rain and colder than wind. Even Li Meng, the captain of the guard, couldn't help but shiver. He didn't expect that when the young master said this sentence, he seemed to have become a different person. Such decisiveness and ruthlessness!

  It was a mysterious spiritual power that made Li Meng feel cold, but it made Liu Li feel hot-blooded!

  Liu Li lowered his head, without a hint of hesitation, and firmly said: "I will definitely not betray the mission!"

  "Alright, go!"

  The young man in purple robes on the other side had been listening to their conversation, suppressing his anger several times. Seeing Liu Li walk out of the teahouse with big strides, he coldly looked at Chu Hao and said: "You stinky little brat, you're just a turtle hiding its head."

  Chu Hao didn't pay attention to him at all, his eyes were always on Liu Li's body.

  Being ignored by Chu Hao was like talking to the air, and the purple-robed youth's anger suddenly erupted, but for now he could only shift his anger to Liu Li who stood up straight, coldly laughing: "Report your name, under my, Wei Mao's, command, no one dies without a name."

  Chu Hao couldn't help but laugh, these four kids, one was called Understanding, one was called Politeness, but neither of them understood nor were polite. The only thing he didn't know was what the remaining two were called, Li Shuai? Li Zhen Shuai?

  Li Meng came to Chu Hao's side at this time and said in a low voice, "Young master, do you want to surround them? While Liu Li is holding one of them back, we can launch an attack."

  Li Meng is not a straightforward person, and Chu Hao isn't either. However, at this moment, he doesn't plan on doing so. He said calmly, "Just watch." Li Meng was taken aback, then didn't say anything else, walking out of the teahouse with an ugly expression, staring at Liu Li.

  He wanted to see what made the crown prince so confident in his followers.

  Liu Li took a step forward, and in front of him was Lian Mo, a martial artist who had refined his skin seven layers, three more than himself. If there were no accidents, he should be a martial artist with the power of two elephants!

  For the first time, Liu Li was going to war for Young Master Wang. He absolutely would not allow himself to fail! Even if he were facing a two-element cultivator with seven layers of refined skin, he could not be defeated! Because they were under the young master's command, and as long as the young master did not order them to retreat, they absolutely could not retreat!

  This is their promise and mission!

  "Liu Li!" Liu Li responded faintly. At this moment, everyone knew that the battle was about to begin, and they all retreated to one side, with Chu Hao and others in the teahouse, while Lijie and others stood by the roadside.

  At this moment, standing in front of Lü Mao, facing an opponent stronger than himself, Liu Li's expression was surprisingly calm and composed!

  The raindrops fell on his body, slow and silent.

  Liu Li's calmness was like a deep pool that had been accumulating for thousands of years, without a single ripple. It was also like a cellar of cold ice, chilling to the bone. His body language matched his expression, not moving a single muscle, making it impossible for people to guess what he was thinking, let alone what his next move would be. This was an aura, a pressure of iron and blood!

  As if infected by Liu Li's aura, Lai Mao's face also gradually became solemn, putting away his previous arrogant appearance. He could feel that between the two of them, a storm had suddenly risen!

  The wind came from Liu Li's body. His figure took a step forward, and the killing intent burst out, instantly breaking the tranquility of the void, gradually turning into wind. This person was absolutely someone who had killed more than one person, and was definitely not soft-hearted when it came to taking lives!

  For some reason, a thought suddenly rose up in the hearts of Li Meng and others. Even Lijie's three people also sank their faces, coldly staring at Liu Li!

  As the person involved, Lei Mao felt this even more clearly!

  The wind was cold and grew stronger, Liu Li only took a slow step forward, but a mountain-like pressure came towards him, making his breathing almost unsmooth, his heartstrings tight, and his face looked bad!

  Obviously, with his cultivation being three stages higher than Liu Li's, he was also unable to match Liu Li in terms of aura!

  However, Li Mao couldn't lose either, because he was a son of the Li family and also a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect!

  Ordinary people, how can they possibly conquer themselves!

  Lü Mao drew out his long sword, and then, with a flash of starlight in the rain, the curtain of rain was split open.

  He was undoubtedly a master of the sword, and with one swift movement, his sword aura had reached its limit. "Clang..." He drew his sword in the fastest way possible, and it shot out into the void like the first crescent moon, radiating light and leaving behind an arc-shaped trail. This was Li Mu's most ruthless sword move, with a powerful inner energy that went straight for Liu Li's throat!

  Liu Li stood still as a mountain, his weapon was a knife, a short knife that had killed countless people!

  This knife has been with him for many years, through thick and thin, and he treasures it like a precious gem!

  Roar!

  Liu Li let out a loud roar, stunning the eardrums of those around him. He then took another step forward and swung his knife in the direction of the sword's blade! His facial expression was firm and stern, his eyes deep and resolute. In the instant that his opponent drew their sword, a cold glint flashed in Liu Li's eyes, as if a boundless bloody aura spread around his pupils. Lü Mao hadn't expected Liu Li to remain so calm after drawing his sword. Looking at his opponent's tranquil yet unchanging expression, his heart couldn't help but be shocked and shaken... even with a hint of fear!

  Because he also read the surging killing intent and infinite murderous intention in Liu Li's eyes. This knife, unlike Lü Mao's swordsmanship, was not fancy or skillful, but it accurately blocked the final purpose of his sword!

  Bang!

  The two clashed, and Liu Li's body couldn't help but tremble. He gritted his teeth, and then his arm flexed, grasping the hilt of the knife and thrusting it upwards. His left hand, now free, shot out in a punch that struck Lei Mao's chest as he closed in!

  Lü Mao's self-cultivation was too high, and he had become arrogant. The result of this arrogance was that he was struck by Liu Li's fist, causing him to fall backwards, flying two or three meters before barely landing safely on the ground.

  He gasped for air, steadied himself, and wore an unbelievable expression!

  He had just made a move with his sword, which was the profound swordsmanship of the Li family, and it was actually broken so easily by a martial artist who had only cultivated to the fourth layer of skin refinement? Moreover, he even countered with a powerful blow!

  Not just him, even the onlooker Lai Jie's eyebrows were raised. The Lai family's swordsmanship could be considered one of the top swordsmanship in the mainland, and among warriors, no one could match their skills with a sword. Even if Lai Mao's skills were not enough, being defeated by an ordinary person with low cultivation was still unacceptable to him! He had been observing the two men's fight earlier, and that one knife had no technique or skill to speak of, it was just a straightforward and plain knife, except for its shocking momentum, there was nothing remarkable about it!

  But it was that one knife that blocked the throat-piercing sword and counterattacked even more decisively!

  He and his companions were beyond comprehension!

  However, these young juniors who are in the secular world, where would they know that when facing and killing enemies, the most important thing is not swordsmanship or cultivation.

  But experience!

  Experience is often enough to be fatal!

  A man like Liu Li, a seasoned warrior who has been through countless battles, is more than enough to deal with a young whippersnapper like Lai Mou, even if his skills are not as refined. Experience can make up for everything!

  Even Li Meng, who was standing by and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, was shocked by this scene. He hadn't expected that these personal bodyguards who followed Chu Hao out would have such strong insight and strength!

  Facing that profound sword, Liu Li Hanzi took only one step forward! One step, and he cut it off so decisively!

  Li Meng asked himself, even if he were in Liu Li's position, he would be far from reaching such a level! He must have used his agility to dodge and then pull back the distance! It is absolutely impossible for him to be like Liu Li, not only blocking the opponent's highly skilled sword attack but also counterattacking with one punch!

  He looked at Chu Hao for a moment, but still didn't quite understand. Even if Liu Li's experience was rich and his thoughts were careful and decisive, as long as the opponent was cautious, the gap between them would still be insurmountable.

  And this idea also represents the thoughts of most of the Wangfu guards. These people are not ordinary, they have insight and their ideas are identical to Li Meng's.