Chapter 1116

Lei Li suddenly stopped his attack, a strange expression on his face.

He opened his mouth but could not speak for a moment.

In the end,

had they misunderstood?!.

"This!"

"Did we misunderstand him?"

Lei Li was left speechless.

So all along…

was this whole fight pointless?

Is the Fist Demon not a slave trader?

But rather a savior who freed the captives?

Therefore,

from the very beginning, they had mistaken each other's identities.

had his injuries been suffered for nothing?

For a moment,

Lei Li looked at Lu En with an embarrassed expression.

Lu En's body was streaked with blood,

all from Lei Li's sword.

Of course.

Fighting Lu En, even someone as strong as Lei Li could not remain unscathed.

At a glance,

Lu En appeared to have suffered the worst injuries.

But in truth, most were merely superficial wounds.

With Lu En's formidable physique, these superficial wounds would heal on their own in a few days without treatment.

Lei Li's injuries, however, were mostly internal.

Such as,

his broken ribs.

And damage to his internal organs.

If not for Lei Li's robust vitality, any ordinary person with such injuries would be dead or permanently crippled.

Yet Lei Li remained energetic and completely disregarded his wounds.

This was only natural.

After all…

Lei Li was a legendary sea pirate.

To a battle-hardened man like him, these injuries were like scratches.

"Cough! Cough!"

Lei Li cleared his throat and sheathed his sword, its surface coated in Armament Haki.

He looked up,

and with an embarrassed expression, said to Lu En: "Sorry, sorry. At first, I thought you were with that group of slave traders."

"So…"

"I attacked you."

Without any inquiry,

I suddenly chose to strike and kill.

Lei Li was deeply ashamed.

Reckless!

Too reckless!

Now,

he realized the man was not a slave trader, but a great benefactor who had rescued those kidnapped by slave traders!

Feeling the sharp pain coursing through his body, Lei Li was utterly helpless.

In the end…

he had taken all these injuries.

And for nothing!

Moreover,

the injuries suffered by the Fist Demon, Lu En, were caused by his own recklessness.

After thinking it over,

Lei Li could barely face Lu En before him.

"Misunderstanding?"

Lu En's eyes narrowed slightly as he gazed deeply at Lei Li.

Did he take me for a slave trader?

That means…

Lei Li wasn't here to avenge Red Hair?

Is it purely to rescue these slaves?

Had he also misunderstood the other party?

At first,

Lu En had thought so.

Lei Li had come here specifically to confront him.

But upon closer thought,

that made no sense.

It was completely illogical.

Who would have thought,

that Lei Li had come here to rescue the slaves.

Now, everything made sense.

"It seems…"

"This battle can't go on."

"I thought we'd have to fight to the death."

Lu En couldn't help shaking his head, feeling a touch of melancholy and waning interest.

He had always been warlike by nature,

and today's clash with Lei Li had nearly ignited all the blood in his body.

Unfortunately,

now,

Lei Li had learned the truth, so naturally he would no longer continue fighting.

And Lu En could no longer keep battling Lei Li endlessly.

"Forget it."

"Though we didn't determine a winner…"

"after the exchange just now, I've roughly gauged Lei Li's level of strength."

"No wonder he's the legendary King of the Underworld, Lei Li—even when I gave my all, I didn't fall a single inch behind."

"At my current strength, if I unleashed everything, I'd have about a fifty percent chance of winning against Lei Li in a three-day, three-night battle—perhaps only around forty percent."

Lu En calmly analyzed in his mind.