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Chapter 556 - 520: Do You Dare to Take the Sword?

Chapter 556: Chapter 520: Do You Dare to Take the Sword?

On November 20, five days after the announcement from the fifteen branches of the American Hongmen, "Le Yuan" remained quiet, but Wu Li had received an invitation—a Green Gang invitation.

As the saying goes, Hongmen spans a large area while Green Gang moves like a single line. As an organization with a history as long as Hongmen, Green Gang’s status among Chinese societies has always been ethereal.

Unassuming, yet absolutely not to be underestimated.

On November 21, Wu Li quietly made his way to the United States alone, arriving in Los Angeles on the 23rd.

At 9 p.m. on the 24th, in a restaurant in Los Angeles, Wu Li walked in, accompanied by several middle-aged men.

There were no idle people in the building; it had been cleared in advance. The group went up to the second floor and came to the outside of a private room.

The moment he entered, the ambiance immediately changed.

The room was large, with rosewood bookshelves arranged against the wall, and next to them, a screen inlaid with marble landscape patterns made of red sandalwood—everything exuded an ancient charm.

There were two dark red peach wood tables in the room, each seating seven or eight people. One table was entirely occupied by elderly men dressed in simple clothing, some with completely white hair and beards, yet all brimming with vitality.

At the other table sat several middle-aged men along with two young people.

When Wu Li entered the private room, everyone at both tables stopped talking and turned their eyes toward him.

"Haha, Master Wu, we’ve finally coaxed you here. Come, please take a seat over here."

An elderly man was the first to stand up, walking toward Wu Li with the aid of a walking stick.

After the elderly man stood up, the rest also rose to their feet.

"Elder Zhang."

Wu Li stepped forward with a smile and greeted the man with a clasped fist.

He had learned about the present leaders of Green Gang, including the elderly man with the walking stick, Elder Zhang Rui, the Supreme Elder of the Green Gang and its actual helmsman, through information provided by Qian Kun before coming here.

"Master Wu, I’ve long admired your great reputation!"

Zhang Rui courteously returned the greeting. It was known that his seniority was higher than that of the sixth elder of the Hongmen Zhiyuan Hall; he was one of the few remaining elders in the entire Chinese Martial Arts Circle.

"Hardly, Elder Zhang is too kind," said Wu Li with a laugh.

"Haha, I’m not being polite at all. Just for wiping out the Dark Clown and killing Riley, we old folks ought to thank you properly!" Zhang Rui said solemnly.

As his words landed, the others standing around clasped their fists and paid respects to Wu Li.

The Dark Clown had been rampant in the underworld for more than a decade, having once kidnapped two of Green Gang’s crucial senior leaders. Afterwards, Green Gang offered a high reward, and they managed to rank seventh on that most-wanted list, much of that due to Green Gang’s contribution. And Grim Reaper’s Eye Riley—several of Green Gang’s experts had died under his gun, and Green Gang had been unable to retaliate.

Now that Wu Li had not only annihilated the Dark Clown but had also killed Riley, Zhang Rui’s words carried this weight because Wu Li indeed deserves the respect of Green Gang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please, your courtesy is not needed."

Wu Li also solemnly returned the gesture and noticed the admiring and yearning looks in the eyes of the two young people at one of the tables.

"Come, Master Wu, please take the seat of honor."

Zhang Rui led Wu Li to the table occupied by the elderly and invited him to sit at the central main seat.

Wu Li, seeing this, did not hesitate and sat down directly.

After sitting down, Wu Li faintly heard some sighs and sentiments.

You should know that the people at Wu Li’s table were all high-ranking members of Green Gang, sovereigns of one side of the underworld; hence, not just anyone could sit in that main seat, much less dare to.

Yet, Wu Li did not show any hesitation and sat unhesitatingly, presenting a boldness that left many feeling quite inferior.

"Master Wu."

Just as Wu Li had sat down, a middle-aged man from the other table stood up.

"My name is Yang Yu. I’ve long heard of Master Wu’s Kung Fu prowess. The entire American Hongmen acknowledges you as the best, so I wish to seek guidance from Master Wu."

Conventionally, it would be considered premature to propose a sparring match as soon as someone sat down, yet after Yang Yu finished speaking, everyone present fell silent, all eyes on Wu Li.

Wu Li nodded. He knew the purpose of Green Gang’s invitation today: his statement issued to the American Hongmen signified that he was prepared to confront ’Le Yuan’ alone. Consequently, if he could represent the American Hongmen, he could naturally represent other Chinese societies.

Green Gang had similarly been threatened and tempted by ’Le Yuan’ before and weren’t sure they could confront ’Le Yuan’, so they wanted to leave this matter to Wu Li to handle, hence the banquet today.

However, before making a public statement, Green Gang would certainly want to weigh Wu Li’s strength for themselves, as they hadn’t come into contact with him before. Although Wu Li had defeated Hongmen’s number one master, he had not yet sparred with any of Green Gang’s masters—a process that was naturally unavoidable.

Wu Li looked at Yang Yu, who had a lean build, especially the fingers, slender and strong, with an aura like an unsheathed sword, profound and restrained.

"Master Yang practices swordsmanship, doesn’t he?" Wu Li asked.

Although he had already seen through the system detection that the man was a Sword Master, even without the system detection, Wu Li, after exchanging for the Divine Realm, could feel it.

A gleam of sharpness flashed in Yang Yu’s eyes, and he nodded, "Good observation. I do practice swordsmanship. I wonder if Master Wu would dare to face my three strikes with bare hands?"

Barehanded against a weapon, this was how Green Gang had chosen to measure Wu Li’s prowess today!

Wu Li had scanned the room as soon as he entered, and although there were many experts present today, not a single one was at the Grandmaster Level, and Green Gang was well aware of this fact, having no underestimation of Wu Li’s ability. Thus, the method they came up with today was to have Wu Li face a weapon without using one.

Yang Yu, being a Sword Master with a sword in hand, feared no one. Even if faced with a grandmaster-level expert, if they were barehanded against his sword, he had absolute confidence in victory!

Both tables were now looking at Wu Li, awaiting his response.

Within the Martial Arts World, there’s an agreement that even if you are one realm above your opponent, defeating them barehanded against a weapon is not a certainty. Wu Li’s realm was undoubtedly higher than Yang Yu’s, but just how much higher and whether he could defeat Yang Yu’s sword barehanded was unknown.

"Alright."

Wu Li agreed without hesitation, nodding promptly.

He had accepted!

The people at Yang Yu’s table, especially the two young men, were visibly moved, their breath quickening.

"Yang Yu of Chasing Light Sword, his swordsmanship has reached the Divine."

This judgment wasn’t by the others, but spoken by the Supreme Elder of Green Gang, Zhang Rui himself.

Yang Yu’s swordsmanship could be said to be the pride of the entire Green Gang, and now someone was going to face his sword with bare hands!

The idea was astounding.