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"Master Ximen is joking. There are countless swordsmen in the world. My little skill is not worth mentioning."
brush!
With his powerful sword intent clashing with Li Chengqian's, Ximen Chuixue's sword intent became even more terrifying.
"You think I'm not worthy to be your opponent?"
Li Chengqian remained calm and composed, gently waving his folding fan.
"Ping An Inn is not involved in the martial arts world, so I, Li, will not compare myself with anyone."
"Although you, Ximen Chuixue, have unparalleled swordsmanship, you have not yet reached the peak. There are many sword masters in the martial world who surpass you."
"Instead of coming to me, someone outside the martial arts world, you might as well go to them."
"Your swordsmanship has never been among the top five; it's too early for you to come to me now."
Chapter 185 The Great Ming Sword God Ranking is Released, Dongfang Bubai's Killing Intent is Aroused
Li Chengqian's words made everyone gasp.
Ximen Chuixue's swordsmanship is superb, but now Mr. Li says he's not in the top five, which is quite surprising.
Seeing this, Lu Xiaofeng quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Fubuki, Mr. Li himself said that your swordsmanship is not yet among the top five in the world."
"Come see Mr. Li again when you've made it into the top three, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to him."
Lu Xiaofeng's original intention was to dissuade Ximen Chuixue from the idea of a sword duel.
Although he never doubted the sword in Ximen Chuixue's hand, Mr. Li's strength was undeniable.
The late stage of the Grandmaster realm is an insurmountable gap.
Ximen Chuixue might be able to kill some weaker Grandmasters, but he is definitely no match for Mr. Li.
Mr. Li is not only a master swordsman, but he also possesses the terrifying strength of a late-stage Grandmaster!
"Ugh!"
"Young Master Lu, please don't misunderstand what I mean."
"I said Ximen Chuixue is not in the top five, and this is only within the scope of the Jianghu of the Ming Dynasty."
"If we're talking about the world, he's still 27 points short of making the list."
Lu Xiaofeng: ""
Mr. Li, could you please stop exaggerating? This guy's eyes are practically gleaming.
"I want to know the ranking of the sword masters of the Ming Dynasty!"
Ximen Chuixue stared intently at Li Chengqian.
Li Chengqian smiled, turned around, flew down from the high platform, and walked towards the back.
At the same time, Li Chengqian's voice also reached everyone's ears.
"In the next installment of our miscellaneous talk, we'll discuss two topics: the Ming Dynasty Rouge Ranking and the whereabouts of the two legendary books, Nine Yin Manual."
"Three stories about the sword masters of the Ming Dynasty."
"If you are all interested, please come here on time in five days!"
After saying that, Li Chengqian's figure completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
After Li Chengqian left, the people in the inn had different expressions.
The reason is simple: Mr. Li actually wanted to reveal the whereabouts of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang.
Although people may not be very clear about the power of the Nine Yang Manual, they do know about the Nine Yin Manual!
When the Nine Yin Manual appeared in the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty, the martial arts world fought bloody battles for this manual.
Finally, the martial arts world of the Song Dynasty gathered at Mount Hua to compete in a sword contest, hoping to determine the greatest master in the land.
The Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty were also established at this time.
However, since the death of Wang Chongyang, the greatest martial artist in the world, the Nine Yin Manual has been missing.
Now, Mr. Li not only wants to know the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Manual, but also the whereabouts of the Nine Yang Manual.
This is a secret manual that Master Zhang has practiced!
If I were to cultivate the Nine Yang Manual, would I be able to reach the level of Master Zhang?
The wandering travelers in the inn gradually dispersed, and at the same time, the major booksellers sent out today's news along with the "Legend of Sword and Fairy" storybook.
A small courtyard in a bamboo grove.
Zhang Sanfeng brought Zhang Wuji here, even though Li Chengqian had already agreed to treat Zhang Wuji.
But Zhang Sanfeng, who had lived for over a hundred years, naturally understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch.
Given Li Chengqian's status, he didn't necessarily have to be on good terms with Wudang, much less give him face.
Besides Zhang Sanfeng, another person came to the bamboo grove courtyard.
That is the perseverance of Wan Sanqian.
"Thanks to Mr. Li's help, Wuji will be entrusted to you from now on."
Zhang Sanfeng exchanged a few pleasantries with Li Chengqian, and then told Zhang Wuji that he must listen to Li Chengqian.
"Mr. Li, I still have some matters to attend to at Wudang, so I will return first."
"I have recently gained some insights. When I see Mr. Li again, we will definitely exchange a few moves."
Upon hearing Zhang Sanfeng's words, Li Chengqian's lips began to curl upwards.
Gee!
Zhang Sanfeng is Zhang Sanfeng; talking to such a senior master is effortless.
Trading the Nine Yang Manual for Tai Chi is a perfectly worthwhile deal.
After seeing Zhang Sanfeng off, Li Chengqian looked at Wan Sanqian, who had been staring at him, and his face instantly turned cold.
"Wan Sanqian, you keep pestering me. Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
"Hehehe!"
"Mr. Li could easily kill me, but I doubt he could kill everyone in the world."
“There are quite a few people in the world who have benefited from Wan’s kindness.”
"Even if Mr. Li is safe and sound, your Ping An Inn probably won't be able to stay open."
brush!
No sooner had Wan Sanqian finished speaking than a cold light flashed by.
The four ghosts of Xiangxi stepped forward to stop them, but they were no match for the cold light.
Tick tock!
A drop of blood fell, leaving a tiny wound on Wan Sanqian's face.
Four embroidery needles were nailed to the joints of the hands and feet of the four ghosts of western Hunan.
"You overestimate yourself and underestimate everyone else."
"The martial world is not something a mere merchant like you can control, and it's not impossible to kill everyone in the world."
Dongfang Bubai toyed with the teacup in his hand, not even glancing at Wan Sanqian.
An overwhelming aura of dominance permeated the entire room.
The richest man in the Ming Dynasty was just a joke to her.
Seeing this, Li Chengqian shook his head helplessly.
"Wan Sanqian, you are a businessman, and a successful businessman."
"But you must understand that the martial arts world and the imperial court are not as simple as you think."
"Money can certainly do a lot of things, but it's not omnipotent."
"Besides, if you want to take Miss Haitang away, you should ask her yourself, not me."
"Furthermore, although Li does not like killing, it does not mean he cannot kill."
"If I want to kill someone, let alone your 13,000 benevolent descendants, even if the 500,000 border troops of the Ming Dynasty came together, they still couldn't protect you."
Li Chengqian's tone was extremely calm, but every word he uttered was as unquestionable as the rules governing the world.
After saying that, Li Chengqian waved his hand to signal Wan Sanqian to leave, and Shangguan Haitang quickly pulled Wan Sanqian out as well.
Mr. Li has already decided to kill him; if Wan Sanqian continues to stay here, he will surely die.
After Wan Sanqian left, Li Chengqian picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
"Master Dongfang, do you still remember the rules I set for you?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bubai's lips curled into a smile.
"Remember 89, get 96 three times." (460)
"Just remember."
Li Chengqian replied indifferently, then put down his teacup and walked out.
"What if I don't follow the rules?"
Dongfang Bubai smiled, seemingly deliberately provoking Li Chengqian.
But Li Chengqian did not stop for a moment, leaving only one sentence echoing in the living room.
"Everyone must abide by the rules of Ping An Inn; no one is exempt."
Seeing that there was nothing to see, Yaoyue left with Lianxing.
A strand of black hair swirled between Dongfang Bubai's fingertips, while a faint smile remained on his face.
Nobody knows what she's thinking.
After a while, Dongfang Bubai also left, leaving Zhang Wuji standing alone in the same spot.