Chapter 59: Gentleman's Sword

Just as Chen Hao was absorbing the energy within the Pen Spirit,

Whoosh!

A sound of something piercing the air came.

Chen Hao used a teleportation to leave his spot.

Just as he was preparing to check the attacker,

a sharp sword thrust toward him again.

Chen Hao dodged again.

Seeing this, the opponent pursued relentlessly.

"Damn it!"

Chen Hao cursed, held his Nepalese military knife, and met the opponent.

Clang!

The weapons of both sides collided.

Chen Hao felt a powerful force strike him.

He was sent flying backward.

After flying a distance in the air, Chen Hao quickly adjusted his posture and landed on the ground.

He looked toward the opposite side.

He saw a man with long silver hair, holding a long sword, walking slowly toward him.

"You evil cultivator, I didn't expect you to have such strength."

"General-level Tier 2, SS-level ability—[Gentleman's Sword], right?"

Chen Hao didn't expect to encounter a General-level expert here.

The opponent even possessed an SS-level ability.

"What are you doing?"

"Yeah, are you sick? Why are you attacking our Brother Hao?"

Just then, Lu Xiaoji and Lu Xiaobu ran over.

"Oh? Two more came."

The silver-haired man narrowed his eyes, his gaze full of killing intent.

"That's perfect, I'll send you all on your way together!"

Whoosh!

The silver-haired man lunged toward Chen Hao and the others.

He intended to finish them off.

"You two, get out of the way!"

Chen Hao transformed into a werewolf, held his Nepalese military knife, and used his [Strength Enhancement] ability.

He slashed toward the opponent.

Clang!

Both sides collided.

After the collision, Chen Hao was sent flying backward again.

He looked at his right hand and found that his Nepalese military knife had a huge notch in it.

His right hand was trembling continuously due to the impact force generated by the collision.

"What should I do?"

Just as Chen Hao was pondering, the opponent rushed over again.

The long sword in his hand thrust out.

The sharp long sword flickered with a cold, chilling light under the moonlight.

Clang!

Just as the man was about to get close to Chen Hao, a figure appeared.

The dagger in his hand directly deflected the silver-haired man's long sword.

"Liu Xiaodao, what are you doing?"

The silver-haired man recognized Liu Xiaodao.

Liu Xiaodao gave a wicked smile.

"What am I doing?"

"Screw your mother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Xiaodao rushed out.

He and the opponent started fighting.

The silver-haired man's speed was fast, but Liu Xiaodao's speed was even faster.

This was a battle between an assassin and a swordsman.

Liu Xiaodao's knife was a killer's knife, with every strike aimed at the opponent's vital points.

The opponent was beaten into a state of desperate defense.

Clang!

After another collision,

the two pulled apart.

"Liu Xiaodao, I didn't expect you to have broken through too?"

Liu Bai said with some surprise.

"If you can break through, why can't I?"

"Hmph!"

Liu Bai snorted coldly upon hearing this.

Then he said, "I don't care if you broke through or not, I just want to ask you one thing now."

"Why are you protecting that evil cultivator?"

"Evil cultivator? What are you talking about? That guy is my disciple, how could he be an evil cultivator?"

Hearing Liu Xiaodao's words, Liu Bai was a bit confused.

"Your disciple?"

Liu Bai's brow furrowed.

"Then your disciple is an evil cultivator, do you know that?"

Liu Xiaodao showed disdain for Liu Bai's words.

"You keep saying he's an evil cultivator, do you have any evidence?"

"I saw him devour a supernatural entity with my own eyes, could that be fake?"

"This..."

For a moment, Liu Xiaodao didn't know what to say.

"Who said that devouring a supernatural entity makes one an evil cultivator?"

Just then, a guy walked over.

He was wearing a peaked cap, his hands tucked into his trouser pockets.

"According to your logic, am I an evil cultivator too?"

"Deng Ruifeng, it's you!"

Seeing Deng Ruifeng, Liu Bai was stunned.

He didn't expect Deng Ruifeng to be here too.

"Another guy came."

Chen Hao looked toward the man in the peaked cap.

"General-level Tier 5, S-level ability—[Undead Devourer]."

"Old Deng, you're here!"

Seeing Deng Ruifeng, Liu Xiaodao was a bit excited.

Although Liu Xiaodao and Liu Bai were both General-level Tier 2 ability users,

Liu Bai's ability was stronger than Liu Xiaodao's.

If the two continued to fight, the one who would lose would definitely be Liu Xiaodao.

But Deng Ruifeng was different.

He was a General-level Tier 5 expert.

"Is it appropriate for you to shield an evil cultivator like this?"

"Evil cultivator? Where is there an evil cultivator?"

"Are you talking about him?"

Deng Ruifeng pointed his hand at Chen Hao.

"That's right, it's him."

"What if I say he isn't an evil cultivator?"

"Then produce the evidence!"

"Evidence?"

Deng Ruifeng laughed.

"This kid possesses the [Mimicry] ability; he [mimicked] my [Undead Devourer]."

"Mimicry?"

Hearing Deng Ruifeng's words, Liu Bai was skeptical.

Lu Xiaoji on the side said, "That's right, our boss has the [Mimicry] ability and can [mimic] other people's abilities."

"Exactly, our boss is super awesome!"

Lu Xiaobu chimed in.

"I hope what you're saying is true!"

After saying this, Liu Bai returned his long sword to its scabbard and turned to leave.

Seeing Liu Bai leave,

Chen Hao couldn't help but ask Liu Xiaodao, "Master Xiaodao, who was that guy just now?"

"Someone from the Shangchu City Supernatural Bureau, a stuck-up guy."

Hearing this, Chen Hao was a bit puzzled.

"Someone from the Shangchu City Supernatural Bureau, why did he come here?"

"What else could it be? Our boss is collaborating with them on something."

"To deal with the Scorpion Brigade."

Hearing this, Chen Hao's eyes lit up.

If the Scorpion Brigade was involved, it meant there were abilities to be freeloaded.

"So did you guys handle it? How many did you kill?"

"None!"

"None?"

"Yeah, the other side seemed to have received news in advance and ran away directly."

"So you guys made a wasted trip?"

"Yeah."

Liu Xiaodao nodded.

He yawned, "Oh my, really, it interrupted my movie watching."

"No, no, I have to make up for it when I go back tonight."

"Right."

Liu Xiaodao looked at Deng Ruifeng and said with a smile, "Old Deng, thanks, consider that I owe you a favor."

"It's nothing, just a small effort!"

"Is he that good disciple you were talking about?"