117 beats you, no pressure at all, one more time

  Sorry, I accompanied my girlfriend and her family shopping yesterday, then went out for dinner, came back very late!

  So I added 2 more chapters, hope you all won't mind!

  I have to go on shift soon, won't have much time to type anymore!

  Strive for every day and night...

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  "Group A, Match 7, Gao Shun wins!"

  With a loud shout from the law enforcement elder, the seventh trial of Lingyun officially came to an end.

  The final outcome was indeed not beyond Li Ke's expectations.

  Ling Yun lost!

  Lingyun, who couldn't use his Bingyuan, was finally worn down by his opponent's profound skills.

  "It's not that your strength is low, but rather you lost because you couldn't use the Soul of Soldiers!" Li Ke looked at Ling Yun, whose face was somewhat downcast as he walked off the stage, and said softly: "If you could have used the Soul of Soldiers, that person wouldn't have been your opponent!"

  Li Ke's eyes were very determined, Lingyun's soldier soul was a green fourth-grade soldier soul Qinglong Yanyue knife. Even if his strength was only at the first level of Lianbing, he could easily break through the rough man's Cold Moon Treasure Knife soldier soul.

  "Ah!"

  Lingyun let out a long sigh and said, "Actually, it's not that big of a deal. If I were to exchange blows with an inner sect disciple who has slightly lower cultivation than me, it wouldn't be very interesting either. I already knew I wouldn't last till the end of today!"

  "Heh heh, knowing is good enough! Let's go, let's go watch Feng Shi-di's trial!"

  Li Ke patted Ling Yun's shoulder heavily and walked with him towards the tenth trial platform where Feng Erdao was.

  As soon as they arrived at the dueling platform, Li Ke and Ling Yun saw that Feng Erdao had already effortlessly defeated his opponent.

  "Seriously, auto-conceding again?"

  Ling Yun was almost speechless, Wind Second Knife had been unbeatable since he defeated Lin Zhou, an inner door disciple ranked lower than him in the arbitrary trial. Every opponent would automatically concede defeat without exception.

  "It can't be helped!"

  Feng Er Dao could only spread his hands and express his helplessness.

  "No way, it's really no good. Looks like we'll have to rely on Big Brother's move next!" Ling Yun sighed repeatedly. The power of Feng Erdao had already spread throughout the inner door of the Double Knife Sect, and many inner disciples chose to surrender directly, as no one knew whether they could withstand Feng Erdao's crazy knife skills.

  The key is that if Wind Two Knives can't withdraw his hand and he dies under the opponent's Soul of the Sword, wouldn't that be a wrongful death!

  Time flies quickly, and Li Ke's seventh trial has arrived in the blink of an eye.

  "Group 9, Match 7, No. 185 vs No. 203!"

  Under the ninth group's trial platform, the law enforcement elder shouted loudly again. When he shouted out 203, a faint glimmer of light flashed across his eyes.

  "This year's Bao Dian gambling odds are out, and Li Ke, the inner door disciple with the number 203, is a dark horse. He has easily dealt with six consecutive trials without even using his Bing Soul. Should I bet on him to win?"

  The law enforcement elder looked at Li Ke, who was wearing a golden robe, and stepped up to the trial platform step by step, thinking secretly in his heart.

  Li Ke's previous matches, he had seen with his own eyes, and in his heart, he already had some understanding, most importantly, Li Ke's odds were simply too high, one to thirty, it could almost be said that among all the inner disciples with odds, his was currently the highest.

  "It's only the seventh match for now, let's wait and see, after all, the inner door ranking disciples have not yet shown their strength!" After a moment of contemplation, the Ninth Group's Law Enforcement Elder shook his head. Li Ke was indeed stunning, but the subsequent matches would become increasingly brutal, and he didn't dare to be overly confident either.

  "Huh, it's him, the 185th! Zhang Lie, I heard he's Wu Lang's cousin and a ranked disciple of the inner sect. His abilities have also reached the fifth stage of the Refining Soldier Realm. Let's see how Li Ke performs in this match!"

  The law enforcement elder's eyes scanned and found that Li Ke's opponent was a disciple with some reputation in the inner gate, and he secretly pondered in his heart.

  Just as the law enforcement elder was thinking, Li Ke had already boarded the trial platform.

  Under the trial platform, there were countless inner disciples everywhere. Li Ke's performance in the previous six trials was truly stunning and had already gained some fame among the inner disciples of the Double Blade Sect. In the Iron Horse Hall, his reputation was even more impressive. Moreover, Li Ke's opponent, Zhang Lie, also had a certain reputation among the inner disciples, so at this moment, hundreds of inner disciples gathered under the platform.

  Soon, Zhang Lie, dressed in golden clothes, appeared under the platform, looked up at Li Ke on the platform and smiled coldly.

  Stepping onto the dueling platform, Zhang Lie's cold smile never faltered.

  "Li Ke!"

  Zhang Lie just went on stage and coldly called out Li Ke's name.

  Seeing his opponent's eyes full of malice, Li Ke's voice also turned cold, "What brings you here?"

  "Heh heh!"

  Zhang Lie let out a sinister laugh and said: "The inner door trial is ruthless, the soldier's soul has no emotions. Be careful, Li Ke, my junior brother!"

  Zhang Lie's words seemed to be reminding Li Ke, but between the lines, there was a deep sense of threat.

  Li Ke's eyes locked onto Zhang Lie, his body slightly shifted to the side, assuming a combat stance, and in a low voice said: "Iron Horse House disciple Li Ke, please instruct me!"

  "I must instruct you, and at the same time, I will also ask after your well-being on behalf of my friend Wu Lang!" Zhang Lie's eyes suddenly turned cold, staring at Li Ke, his voice stern: "Disciple of Dan Medicine Shop, Zhang Lie!"

  "Wu Lang!"

  When Zhang Lie said "Wu Lang" from his mouth, Li Ke didn't have the slightest reaction, and even his face didn't change a bit, which made Zhang Lie somewhat disappointed.

  "What's it to you, anyway? I'll personally go and pay my respects to Wu Lang! And as for the three-move agreement, I haven't forgotten!"

  "Perhaps it won't even take three moves!"

  Li Ke smiled lightly, with a hint of gentle breeze and light cloud.

  "Oh oh...... Come on, Li Ke!"

  "Advance into the inner gate and rank among the disciples, and raise the prestige of our Iron Horse House!"

  "Come on, Zhang Lie, take him down! Beat this show-off!"

  "Let him turn over and fall!"

  The numerous inner disciples on the platform exclaimed one after another, and although Li Ke and Zhang Lie's conversation was very polite, the intense killing intent between their words had already permeated the Shenwu Platform, and all the disciples could hear it.

  Li Ke and Wu Lang's three-move appointment, all inner disciples of the Double Blade Sect knew, but now, in front of Wu Lang's younger brother Zhang Lie, Li Ke actually said such words, for a moment, making many inner disciples extremely excited.

  Cries of surprise rose and fell in waves.

  "Want to compete with my brother? First, you have to beat me!"

  Li Kefeng's light and airy words made Zhang Lie unstoppable with anger, what kind of skill does Li Kefeng have, he just advanced to the inner door disciple for only three short months, and dared to say such big words.

  "Beat you, no pressure!"

  Li Ke gazed at Zhang Lie, his voice still calm, but the tone of his words was even more gentle and carefree than before.

  "It's up to you whether you have this skill now!"

  Zhang's eyelid twitched, Li Ke's words were really infuriating, his fists clenched and crackled with rage, his eyes gleaming like a wolf's as he stared fixedly at Li Ke.

  At this moment, Zhang Lie wanted to kill Li Ke with a single sword on the trial platform.