Chapter 53 of 100

Chapter 53

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The sky grew increasingly dark, and Lu Li sprinted for his life within the mountain range. His vision became increasingly poor, and his running became increasingly difficult. Several times, he fell into the mountain ravines.

However, while he found it difficult to travel, Zhao Rui and his group faced the same challenges. He was alone, but the other side had six or seven people, which was advantageous for him.

Zhao Rui, who had been chasing him all the way, noticed this problem. The mountain paths were hard to navigate, and he, who was used to a life of luxury, had been scratched by thorns in many places and had fallen several times, bruising his nose and face, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He thought for a moment and said, "Uncle Scar, we can't catch up with him this way. Why don't you go after him alone and kill this bastard?"

Uncle Scar raised his thick eyebrows and shook his head, saying, "No, my task is to protect Young Master, and I can't leave him for a moment. This is Cold Cloud Mountain. What if a powerful mystic beast appears?"

Zhao Rui said indifferently, "Precisely because this is Cold Cloud Mountain, there is no danger. How many lines of defense have the various family's experts formed? That little bastard hasn't run far. If you go all out, you can quickly kill him. We'll wait for you here and won't run around."

Uncle Scar was still hesitant. He didn't care whether he could kill Lu Li; what he cared about was Zhao Rui's safety. Zhao Rui, seeing this, became anxious and said with a stern face, "This time I came to hunt down Lu Li, and the young masters of several families know about it. If Lu Li successfully escapes back to the city, where will I put my face? It will also affect the prestige of the Zhao family. Uncle Scar, I beg you."

"Alright..."

Uncle Scar sighed helplessly, repeatedly instructed Zhao Rui and the others to stay put and not go anywhere, then his mystic power shimmered as he sped off at the fastest speed.

Although Uncle Scar and Zhao Rui were both at the early Divine Sea realm, their combat power was clearly very different. Uncle Scar ran through the mountain range like a giant ape, constantly leaping and running, never losing his footing and falling into the ravines.

He followed the direction Lu Li had fled, easily finding the traces of Lu Li's passage. His speed was twice as fast as Lu Li's, and in just three incense sticks' time, he faintly heard the sound of Lu Li's running ahead.

"Little brat, where are you running?"

He roared, and his speed increased even more. Lu Li, who was ahead, heard the roar like a thunderclap, his face instantly changed. Only a Divine Sea realm martial artist could catch up so quickly.

Divine Sea realm!

A Mystic Beast realm martial artist must open twelve meridians to form a Divine Sea. Among a million Mystic Beast realm tribal martial artists, no more than a thousand can successfully form a Divine Sea, showing how difficult it is to form one.

Once formed, a martial artist's strength will double, because the Divine Sea is very magical and can store a large amount of mystic power.

The mystic power that Lu Li cultivated could only be stored in his meridians. How much mystic power can meridians store? Moreover, the mystic power in the meridians easily dissipates into the bones and flesh.

The Divine Sea is different!

With a Divine Sea, a martial artist can store ten, even a hundred or a thousand times more mystic power. More importantly, the mystic power in the Divine Sea is refined, becoming more condensed and doubling in power.

In the Northern Desert, there is a saying: realm can crush people. A martial artist of a higher realm can easily suppress over a hundred lower-realm martial artists. Without any unexpected situations, it is impossible to challenge a higher realm.

Lu Li possessed divine strength, not weaker than an early Divine Sea realm martial artist, and might even be stronger. The problem was that combat wasn't just about strength; it also involved speed, reaction ability, mystic techniques, combat experience, and many other factors.

At this critical moment, Lu Li's heart sank. Listening to the howling sound behind him and feeling the powerful aura from Uncle Scar, a sense of despair welled up in his mind.

"I can't give up, even if I know I will die. If I die, my sister will not live alone."

At the brink of life and death, Lu Li thought of Lu Ling, and his heart gradually calmed down. His mind raced, searching for a way to defeat the enemy.

There were no mystic beasts nearby, so Xiao Bai was of no use. He also didn't see anyone, so he couldn't count on reinforcements. Lu Li thought for a moment and realized he could only rely on himself.

"Let's go all out!"

Lu Li gritted his teeth, stopped running, and threw his bag to the side. He held the life-taking crossbow in one hand and the Heavenly Lin Sword in the other, took a deep breath, and waited for the enemy to approach.

Since he couldn't escape, he might as well fight to the death, which might give him a glimmer of hope.

"Neigh~"

Xiao Bai actually poked his head out of the bag. Lu Li glanced at him and said seriously, "Xiao Bai, I'm about to fight a powerful enemy. If I die, you must immediately run away. If there is a next life, I will find you the best food in the world."

"Neigh~"

Xiao Bai's eyes showed a hint of anxiety. A figure was running toward them from a distance. Lu Li no longer paid attention to Xiao Bai and leaped onto a large rock, waiting quietly.

"Whoosh!"

Uncle Scar stood ten meters in front of Lu Li. He scanned the surroundings with cold eyes, confirming there was no ambush, and then sneered. The scar on his face twisted, making him look exceptionally fierce. He said in a deep voice, "Why aren't you running anymore? Kid, weren't you quite good at escaping?"

At this moment, Lu Li's heart was unusually calm. Knowing he was certain to die, he had nothing to lose. He said coldly, "You are at the Divine Sea realm, I am at the Mystic Beast realm, and you are over ten years older than me. How could I possibly escape? Are all the people of your Zhao family as shameless as you? Can't Zhao Rui fight me himself?"

Lu Ling had warned Lu Li to use his mind, not just rely on bravery. So Lu Li tried to provoke him. He had used this tactic before when fighting wild beasts, and by thoroughly angering them, he could find a weakness to exploit.

However, his method was clearly too naive. Uncle Scar's lips twisted, and he was unmoved, instead mocking, "Kid, I joined the Zhao family at thirteen and have been living on the edge of a knife for over twenty years. Don't use such a petty trick on me. Will you come with me to see Young Master Rui, or shall I carry your corpse back?"

"Come with you?" Lu Li frowned, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "If I go with you to see Young Master Rui, can I live?"

"I don't know!" Uncle Scar said expressionlessly. "But if you don't come with me, you will die now. You choose."

Lu Li pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and asked again, "I am just a guest in the Liu family. If... I leave the Liu family and join your Zhao family, will you kill me?"

"I don't know!" Uncle Scar replied with three cold words, then added, "Whether you live or die depends on Young Master Rui's mood."

Lu Li fell silent again. When Uncle Scar lost patience, he showed a hint of determination and nodded, "Alright, I'll go with you to see Young Master Rui. You are at the Divine Sea realm, and fighting you will surely mean my death."

Lu Li leaped off the rock, picked up his bag, and sheathed the Heavenly Lin Sword on the strap on his back. He walked toward Uncle Scar, looking dejected and helpless.

"You know when to be reasonable."

Uncle Scar sneered and said sarcastically, "You still think you can win me? If I attack, I can kill you in one move. Walk in front of me, and don't make any sudden moves, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Is that so?"

At this moment, Lu Li lifted his head and threw the bag at Uncle Scar with all his might. The life-taking crossbow hidden in his sleeve shot out. At the same time, he drew the Heavenly Lin Sword with his other hand, channeling mystic power and slashing at Uncle Scar with all his strength.

From the beginning, Lu Li never intended to surrender. Di Ba was an elder of the Zhao family, and he had killed over ten people from the Zhao family. How could the Zhao family possibly tolerate him?

His only way out was to kill this scar-faced man!

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