Provoking twice in the second watch of the night, seeking collection

  PS: The plot has been dragging on a bit lately. I want to settle all the grudges and then start a new plot, which is also the biggest one!

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  One person's pretence is not pretence!

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  "Are you Li Ke? The Li Ke who made an appointment with Zhang Hao?"

  Just as Li Ke and Feng Erdao were on their way to the platform where Ling Yun and Ling Feng had agreed to meet, a cold voice suddenly entered Li Ke's ears.

  Li Ke and Feng Erdao turned around at the same time and looked back.

  Not far behind them, a golden-robed young man with a faint smile on his face, wearing the uniform of the Double Blade Sect's inner door, looked at Li Ke and Feng Erdao.

  "Not bad, I'm Li Ke!"

  Li Ke took a step forward and nodded.

  "I'm Wu Lang, seventh in the inner sect rankings. I heard a few days ago that you're extremely skilled and daring, planning to defeat all of us inner sect disciples ranked below me, then challenge core disciple Zhang Hao, is that right?"

  The young man in golden clothes walked a few steps forward, his smile unchanged on his face, gentle and elegant.

  "That's right, I said it!"

  After hearing the other party's self-introduction, a cold gleam flashed in Li Ke's eyes. Wu Lang was indeed the inner door disciple who had been bought by Xu Liu to take his life, as told by West Gate Elder.

  "Heh heh, isn't that a bit too much to say, Li Ke? If you take back those words, I, Wu Lang, will pretend I never heard them. What do you think?"

  Wu Lang's smile on his face was getting brighter and brighter. If it wasn't for someone familiar, he would have been taken in by now.

  But Li Ke knew Wu Lang's true intention.

  "It's already been said, can't take it back now!"

  Li Ke also smiled lightly and brought the topic back to its original point.

  "Is Li Ke really going to do this?" Wu Lang's eyes flashed with a cold light, although the smile on his face didn't change, but his words carried an additional layer of menace.

  "It has to be this way!"

  Li Ke nodded and faced Wu Lang's threat without retreating!

  "In that case, I'll just have to test Li Ke's skills on behalf of Zhang Hao first!"

  "Li Keshi, little brother, dare you take three moves from me?"

  Wu Lang spoke as his body leaned in closer to Li Ke, the cold glint in his eyes growing even more frigid, and a sharp, powerful aura burst forth from his body.

  "Wu Lang, brother, do you want me to keep you company for a bit?"

  At this time, Feng Erdao's eyes narrowed, staring tightly at Wu Lang, and said in a cold voice.

  "You!"

  Wu Lang suddenly turned his head and looked over as soon as he heard Feng Erdao's words.

  Fēng èr dāo, this move has just defeated the tenth-ranked Lin Zhou of the inner sect. It is a knife technique that is crazy to the extreme, a move that vows to die with its opponent.

  Looking at Feng Erdao, Wu Lang's eyes flashed with cold light again and again.

  Lin Zhou, who was ranked tenth in the inner door, had already lost to Feng Erdao. If he were to lose again, this time to himself, and fall into a ditch, then his future face would truly have no place to rest.

  "Hmm!"

  After a cold snort, Wu Lang looked at Li Ke with ridicule and said: "What? Dare to speak such big words, but not dare to come on stage for a trial? Today, I can have the most fair duel of Double Blade Sect's arbitrary trial. Do you still want to hide behind others?"

  Wu Lang's aura was cold and unparalleled, the disciples of the sect next to him could feel the sharp power of his divine sword, many people were shocked.

  "Why does Wu Lang want to find Li Ke for a trial? Is there any grudge between them?"

  "I don't know, Wu Lang is a disciple ranked within the inner sect, there's no need for him to trouble Li Ke at all!"

  "This year, our Double Blade Sect is really fun! Feng Erdao Shixiong killed the inner door ranking disciple with a kitchen knife, and now the inner door ranking disciple is looking for trouble with Li Ke again! The useless Double Blade, it seems that they are not useless anymore!"

  Listening to the voices of his fellow sect members discussing beside him, Li Ke smiled faintly.

  "You want to exchange three moves with me?"

  "Not bad! I just don't know if Li Ke will give us a chance or not?" Wu Lang's face relaxed a lot after hearing Li Ke's words, but when he spoke again, the faint threat was still there.

  "As long as Li Keshi can withstand three moves from me without losing, then you win? How's that?" Wu Lang smiled elegantly, his golden robe gently swaying in the breeze.

  "I can take you down with just three moves, no need for Li Keshi's help, two swings of my sword will be enough!"

  Feng Er's eyes flashed with a hint of anger as he gazed at Wu Lang and said.

  But Wu Lang did not look at Feng Erdao, his eyes fixed on Li Ke's body, a smile on his face like a tiger.

  "I'll take you down in three moves! Hehe... If you lose within three moves, what then?"

  Li Ke smiled lightly and dropped a bombshell, which instantly exploded in the crowd.

  "Did I just hear that right? What's going on? Li Ke is going to defeat Wu Lang Shixiong in three moves? Is this possible?"

  "Defeating Wu Lang, the seventh-ranked inner disciple, in just three moves? Even Wang Hu wouldn't be able to do that! Li Ke is really bold to say something so ridiculous, it's hilarious!"

  "Who says it's not?! Although Feng Erdao defeated Lin Zhou, can Li possibly defeat Wu Lang? Is that possible? Obviously not!"

  "Haha, this is just trying to curry favor with the crowd!"

  There was a disciple of the inner door who whispered sarcastically.

  "Defeat me in three moves?"

  Li Ke's words made even Wu Lang himself feel unbelievable. What kind of power did he, Wu Lang, possess? He was only in the middle period of the sixth stage of the Refining Soldier Realm, and his Soul Soldier, the Orange Sixth-Grade Soul Soldier Duanhun Knife, was renowned throughout the land.

  The moment the Soul-Cutting Sword is unsheathed, a hundred ghosts will entwine around one's body. Even if one were to encounter a martial arts master who has reached the seventh level of the Refining Soldiers Realm, they would still have the power to engage in battle!

  "Did I hear that wrong?" Wu Lang's smile on his face became even more sinister and his voice turned colder.

  "You didn't hear wrong, it's indeed within three moves, if I make one more move, then I lose!"

  This time, Li Ke charged towards Wu Lang with a fierce and intimidating aura, his eyes flashing with cold light, as he unleashed wave after wave of blood-colored divine power that was sharp and terrifying.

  "Good! Good! Good!"

  Seeing Li Ke being so direct, Wu Lang was furious and laughed loudly, shouting three times in a row. He then let out a cold hum and said: "Li Ke, my junior brother, you're a real man! Alright! Within three moves, if I lose, from now on, my life will be yours to command! Whether it's going up the knife mountain or down into the sea of fire, just one word from you is enough!"

  "Your life!"

  "Not interested!"

  Li Ke heard Wu Lang's conditions, glanced at him lightly, thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "Your challenge, I can accept it! However, I'm busy right now!"

  "Haha!" With that, Li Ke smiled and turned around, not putting Wu Lang's words in his eyes at all, and walked directly towards the platform where Ling Yun was.

  Feng Erdao followed closely behind Li Ke, half a step away. Seeing that Li Ke had already walked out more than ten steps, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and said to Wu Lang with a gloomy face: "Want to fight with Li Ke? Do you want me to play with you first?"

  "You!"

  When Wu Lang heard Feng Erdao's words, his eyelid twitched. The fierce and mad momentum of Feng Erdao's previous battle with Lin Zhou was still in his mind. Looking at Feng Erdao's gloomy face, Wu Lang's heart trembled violently.

  "Hmm!"

  With a heavy sigh, Wu Lang turned around and left.