Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1387 - 1064~1065: Clash with the Holy Dynasty Envoy! What a Sin! (Monthly Ticket Bonus - 7)_2
Now that the other side dares to question the strength of the Yuanting Pavilion, if he were to retreat, wouldn’t he be laughed at upon returning?
The old man smiled faintly, "Since Brother Jiang is so eager to test his skills, even though I haven’t sparred with anyone for decades, it doesn’t hurt to give you some pointers, so you can understand the profound power of the various Martial Arts I’ve learned in the Holy Dynasty."
"Oh?"
This was the first time Jiang Dali encountered someone so boastful. Even Wudang Zhang Sanfeng had never offered him pointers. It wasn’t that the latter lacked skill, but because Master Zhang was humble and reserved, whereas this old man, despite appearing kind, might not be genuine.
"Alright! Since you are so spirited, I, Jiang Dali, shall experience the might of the Holy Dynasty Martial Arts. Let’s fight with bare hands; I won’t take advantage of weapons."
Jiang Dali gave a hearty laugh, moved his palm, and the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber instantly flew from his grip through the wind and embedded itself into the stone pillar opposite.
"You’ve barely broken through to the Returning to Truth Realm, I won’t take advantage of you, either. Let’s spar for thirty rounds. Please!"
The old man smiled faintly and suddenly moved his feet as if shrinking the ground like a divine figure, instantly crossing a fifteen-meter range. Suddenly making a move, his double claws crafted terrifying vortices in the air, forming two Tornado Dragon Qi Forces, gripping Jiang Dali’s "Jianzhen acupoint" with the right and "Shenfeng acupoint" with the left.
"This is..."
Jiang Dali’s gaze sharpened, he recognized from the old man’s imposing move and technique that the opponent’s claw skill bore a striking resemblance to the Dragon Capturing Skill.
In a flash, without much thought, his arm muscles swelled, and instead of evading, he swung a reverse palm strike.
The broad and sturdy palm immediately exuded a blistering, fierce aura, instantly forming a dragon’s head, unleashing a strong wave of Primordial Spirit, clashing violently with the old man’s claw power in a crash.
Bang!——
With just this simple palm strike, the old man suddenly changed his expression. At the moment the Qi Forces collided, his entire robe flared violently, his body resonated greatly, his Primordial Spirit shook, sending him flying backward in shock.
Wasn’t this Black Wind Village Chief recently breakthrough to the Returning to Truth Realm, and yet his Inner Strength Primordial Spirit is so strong, his Martial Arts so domineering, it’s astonishingly fierce?
"Again!"
Jiang Dali shouted loudly, swiftly caught up, and launched another punch, like a calm ocean abruptly erupting with earth-shattering power, the Fist Power friction in the air condensed into a column of Qi, surging forward.
The old man felt his mind reel and heart tremor, retreating rapidly. As the scenery blurred by, he spun mid-air, landing gracefully on one foot, his reddened face flushing even more like blood.
"Ha!!"
He suddenly swung out a palm. Initially, nothing seemed amiss, but halfway through, the second palm followed closely, the force and speed of the first immediately accelerated and multiplied over tenfold. His fingers hooked like eagle claws, accompanied by the Primordial Spirit Power spreading from his brow, as if in the blink of an eye, a ferocious eagle and tiger charged forth one after another.
Though narratively slow, these events transpired in an instant.
Jiang Dali appeared to advance with a punch, while the old man retreated, twisting his form to meet with both palms.
In the blink of an eye, the two’s fists and palms collided!
With a "bang" sound, Jiang Dali’s robust body barely wavered.
While the old man’s bones in both hands cracked audibly, he swiftly retreated over a dozen steps, shaking his arms to relieve force continuously and only then with a "crack" found his ankle embedded deep into the stone brick, his face drastically changing, saying, "What a strong punch!"
"With only this level of strength?"
Jiang Dali slightly frowned, thinking to himself, but outwardly gave a cold shout, charging again, "Show your full strength, otherwise, you might not withstand thirty rounds!"
"Rascal! Watch as the old man displays the Closing the Door Beating the Dog technique!"
The old man, trembling with rage, shouted, flipping his hands backward. The robe waved down on Jiang Dali like steel plates under the immense force, stirring Heaven and Earth Power to form dense Qi Force pressing down.
Jiang Dali suddenly felt darkness in front of him as an unmatched power pressed down, causing his feet to sink into the shattered tiles.
At that moment, within the dark shroud, countless powerful handprints fiercely struck toward him.
The old man’s previously thin and dry hands were now red, having swollen twice their size, surprisingly revealing a Dharma from the Esoteric Great Handprint.
"Good timing!"
Jiang Dali responded with strength against strength, finally finding a hint of interest facing the terrifying palm power coming from all sides, shouting without dodging, bending his arms. His arms immediately doubled in size, his palms swelled, and an indomitable Qi Force surged throughout his body, glowing golden, transforming into explosive yellow Qi Force!
Clang!!!
The dense and ferocious handprints struck the suddenly manifested golden giant bell, causing a series of deafening bell sounds to ring out.
The old man felt his arms numb after a dozen continuous palm strikes, yet he still hadn’t completely broken the protective giant bell around Jiang Dali’s body. In astonishment, he once again cultivated Primordial Spirit Power, crafting lightning-like strikes from both eyes.
His two palms came together as a hammer, using the Nine Arcs Shaking the Sun martial arts, dissolving the opposing protective recoil strength with nine force variations, followed by nine consecutive Inner Strength attacks, shattering the opponent mercilessly.
Clang clang clang!——!
The Golden Bell Qi Shield shook violently, Jiang Dali’s solid stance deeply ingrained into the ground, sending smoke and dust flying as the protective Golden Bell Qi Shield around him finally shattered with a boom.
