"Heh heh, Li Feiyu!
I didn't expect you to be so self-aware and know to come out to receive your death. "Dao Ba pointed at Han Li's nose and shouted sternly.
Han Li walked out of the house unhurriedly, as if he did not hear Dao Ba's words, and stopped in front of Du Long.
"Humph!
You were lucky a few days ago that Boss Du Long was injured due to the competition, which allowed you to live until now. Now that Boss has recovered from his injuries, why don't you immediately kowtow and contribute all your Xuan Points? Maybe if Boss is in a good mood, he will spare your little life. "Seeing this, Dao Ba's voice became somewhat angry.
Han Li glanced at Dao Ba who was jumping up and down, a light seemed to flash in his eyes before he shifted his gaze and quietly looked at Du Long.
His calm appearance caused the surrounding onlookers to be startled at first, and their laughter stopped abruptly.
Seeing that Han Li was ignoring him, Dao Ba's expression stiffened and anger flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to open his mouth to say something, Du Long fiercely glared at him.
Dao Ba resentfully smiled at Du Long and tactfully retreated to the side.
"Very good, it's been a long time since I've met a guy with backbone. Do you know what I like the most?
That is to crush all the bones of a guy like you, one by one! "Du Long said expressionlessly as he clasped his hands in front of his chest, cracking sounds could be heard.
"You don't have to say these words to try and shake my mind.
Say it, do you plan to do it here or find another place. "Han Li shook his head and said calmly.
"You've got guts.
Then let's meet in the Xuan Arena. "
Du Long's pupils suddenly shrank as he looked deeply at Han Li. After saying that, he turned around and walked outside.
Han Li did not say a word as he lifted his leg and walked forward. The two of them walked side by side towards the outside.
When the nearby crowd saw this scene, they all revealed looks of surprise. Obviously, they did not expect that Han Li would have such a reaction. Then, someone shouted "Let's go, let's follow and take a look!"
Everyone followed suit.
Scar gave a cold snort and quickly followed.
Han Li and Du Long soon arrived at the Redemption Hall. Many people from other regions had also gathered here one after another, as though they were watching a good show.
The huge Exchange Hall was almost filled with people at this moment.
The aura emitted by the three people at the front was immense, and none of them were weaker than Du Long. They looked at Han Li and Du Long with great interest.
"Daoist Gu, Daoist Tu, Daoist Sun, what brings you here today?" Du Long stopped in his tracks, looked at the three of them, and smiled.
Han Li also looked at the three of them.
The person in the middle was a woman in a yellow robe. Her skin was fair like jade, and her appearance was quite beautiful.
Most importantly, this woman emanated a composed bearing from inside out, and she seemed to be aloof from the outside world, causing her to constantly give others the feeling of being like a crane amongst chickens.
This woman was Gu Qianxun, and the purple-robed woman from before was standing by her side.
The person on Gu Qianxun's left was a man in a black robe. His skin was dark and glossy, and he was much shorter than Du Long. He was even shorter than Han Li, but his limbs were abnormally thick. His arms were as thick as Han Li's thighs, and his thighs were equivalent to Han Li's waist.
His short height and thick limbs made this man in a black robe look very incongruous, but his entire body was filled with explosive power.
The person on Gu Qianxun's right was a Youth with blue skin. He was rather handsome, but his skin was covered with earthworm-like patterns, emitting a chilling aura.
"It's Gu Qianxun from the first region. She actually came to watch the show."
"The top Mystic Gladiator of the fourth region, Tu Gang, and the Ice Imperial Fist of the sixth region, Sun Binghe. They actually came as well."
The Mystic Gladiators of the ninth region saw the three of them and started discussing.
Han Li glanced at the other two before turning his gaze back to Gu Qianxun.
Gu Qianxun looked over as well, and when their gazes met, Han Li's heart skipped a beat. He felt as though there was a strange power seeping into him from Gu Qianxun's gaze.
His Spirit Cultivation Art circulated automatically, and the powerful divine sense in his mind rumbled. That strange feeling instantly disappeared without a trace, as though it had been washed away.
Gu Qianxun's eyes seemed to flash for a moment before she shifted her gaze and looked at Du Long.
"Fellow Du Long, you are the top Mystic Gladiator of the first region. Why must you be so serious with a newcomer?" Gu Qianxun said indifferently.
"If there was a newcomer who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth and offended Fellow Gu's dignity, would Fellow Gu still be so calm?" Du Long's expression turned cold as he slowly retorted.
Gu Qianxun gave a noncommittal smile and did not speak any further.
"Fellow Daoists, I'll take my leave first.
I'll come and catch up with the three of you after I twist this brat's head off. "Du Long cupped his hands towards the three of them, and his words showed that he did not put Han Li in his eyes at all.
As his voice fell, he took large strides towards the direction of the Black Battle Arena below.
Han Li's expression was as calm as ever, as though he did not hear Du Long's words. He nodded his head slightly at Gu Qianxun, as a form of thanks for her kind intentions of wanting to help him resolve the grudge between him and Du Long. He then walked down the arena.
"Wait a moment." Gu Qianxun suddenly called out to Han Li.
Han Li stopped in his tracks and looked over.
Gu Qianxun glanced at the purple-robed girl beside her. The purple-robed girl looked a little unwilling, but she still walked in front of Han Li.
She glanced sideways at Han Li and snorted. With a flip of her hand, she took out a white jade bottle and handed it over.
"Even though the grudge between you and Du Long has nothing to do with me, Du Long's strength is much stronger than yours. The bottle contains an Ascending Dragon Pill, which can raise the strength of your physical body for a short period of time and close the gap between you and Du Long.
Of course, there will be side effects as well. You'll be fine after spending a month or two to recover, "Gu Qianxun said.
"An Ascending Dragon Pill. Fellow Daoist Gu sure is generous." Tu Gang chuckled and said.
Sun Binghe did not speak, but a trace of shock flashed across his face.
Han Li's brows twitched. Looking at the reactions of the two, this Ascending Dragon Pill seemed to be no small matter. The effects of this pill were similar to the Blood Tide Pill that Shi Pokong had given them, but he did not know which one was better.
"Hmph!
You're clearly so weak. I really don't know what my sister sees in you, to actually take out an Ascending Dragon Pill for you. Hurry up and accept it! "The purple-robed girl seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with giving the Ascending Dragon Pill to Han Li as she ordered.
Han Li's eyes flickered with coldness. He turned around and said to Gu Qianxun, "Thank you for your kind intentions, Fellow Daoist Gu. However, since Fellow Du Long and I have decided to settle our grudge through a competition, we should do it fairly. If I accept your gift, it will be unfair and I do not dare to accept it."
After finishing his sentence, he walked forward, completely ignoring the purple-robed girl.
"You don't know how to appreciate favors. Without the Ascending Dragon Pill, I'm afraid you won't even be able to take a single move from Du Long." The purple-robed girl's face was filled with shame and anger as she shouted at the back of Han Li.
Han Li's footsteps did not stop at all, as if he did not hear the purple-robed girl's words. His figure quickly disappeared down the tunnel.
When the purple-robed girl saw this, the anger on her face deepened. She fiercely stomped her feet and turned around to walk back.
Tu Gang withdrew his gaze from Han Li's back and glanced at Gu Qianxun with a chuckle, "Hehe, this Fellow Daoist Li is quite an interesting person. I just don't know how tough his life is."
Gu Qianxun's eyes flickered, but there was no joy or anger on her face. No one knew what she was thinking about.
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Han Li followed the tunnel and quickly arrived at the dark hall below.
Du Long and the single-horned man stood side by side and seemed to be discussing something. When they saw Han Li appear, the latter raised his head.
"I have heard about the matter between you and Du Long. I can arrange for the two of you to settle your grudge on the stage. However, you will have to wait for a while. Right now, all three stages are in use," the single-horned man said to Han Li.
Han Li nodded his head and walked to the side of the dark hall to sit down. He closed his eyes and did not look at Du Long at all.
When Du Long saw how calm Han Li was, his brows furrowed slightly. He then laughed coldly to himself and sat down at another place.
After an hour, one of the fights on the stage finally came to an end.
Han Li and Du Long stood up at almost the same time. Under the single-horned man's arrangement, they ascended the stage.
When he announced the start of the fight, the single-horned man did not conceal anything and announced the situation of Han Li and Du Long resolving their personal grudge through a duel.
Du Long and Han Li were both famous figures in the Xuan Arena. Du Long was the boss of the ninth district's Xuan fighters in name. Even though Han Li was a newcomer, he seemed to have won every single battle and was in the limelight.
The two of them resolving their personal grudges on the stage caused the nearby spectators to be even more excited as they shouted Du Long and Li Feiyu's names.
In an instant, the entire arena was boiling with clamorous cheers.
At this moment, the betting odds of the two of them were announced on the duel stage. It was 1: 2.
"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be so popular.
Enjoy the atmosphere, you won't be able to feel it very soon. "Du Long revealed a playful smile as he listened to the cheers around him.
Han Li stood silently over a dozen feet away. He lowered his eyelids and did not speak, as though he was in a trance.
He was not pretending. From the moment he stepped onto the stage, Du Long's body emitted a huge killing intent that constantly pressured him.
This killing intent was incomparably intense, like a monstrous wave. He could vaguely see the blood-red ground behind Du Long and the mountains formed by countless white bones.
Blood dyed the mountains and rivers, and the heavens and earth were all red.
Han Li had killed countless enemies, but his killing intent paled in comparison to the current Du Long. The other party was indeed the ninth district's top Xuan fighter. It was obvious that he had fought for countless years to reach this level.
He focused his mind and tried his best not to be affected by the other party's killing intent.
When Du Long saw that Han Li did not seem to be affected by him, a trace of astonishment flashed across the depths of his eyes.
At the entrance of the Exchange Hall, Gu Qianxun, Tu Gang, Sun Binghe and the rest were all gathered there, looking down at the duel stage.
There were fewer people around the three of them as most of the Xuan fighters had rushed to the duel stage.
"From the looks of it, this Li Feiyu is rather determined. He is actually not the least bit afraid of Du Long's' Asura Killing Realm '." Tu Gang raised his eyebrows as a light flashed across his eyes.
Gu Qianxun's expression was indifferent and she did not speak, but the lady in purple beside her snorted in disdain.
Sun Binghe looked down at the duel stage coldly and did not speak either.