Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

”Chief, as soon as you open your mouth to order me to release someone, wouldn’t I, Jiang Dali, become a laughing stock? How can I explain this to my brothers?”

Jiang Dali watched Dou Dajin approaching furiously and couldn’t help but laugh in silence, still seated in his chair and scoffing, ”Our Black Wind Village also opens its doors to do business and is a friendly mountain village.

When your Dragon Gate Escort Agency passed through before, I personally went up to ask for some tolls but was met with someone acting blind and pretending to be a beggar.

So, I robbed a shipment from your Dragon Gate Escort Agency, which was all according to the rules.

Yet you, Chief Dou, actually sent people to stealthily kill my men and even had someone sneak up the mountain to shoot hidden weapons; that’s not playing by the rules now, is it?”

Dou Dajin watched Jiang Dali with a cold gaze, but he couldn’t help but laugh out of extreme anger, ”It seems that today, Lord Jiang has made up his mind to twist right and wrong and pick a fight with my Dragon Gate Escort Agency?

I’m well aware of the original cause of the incident.

Our Dragon Gate Escort Agency has been wandering the Martial World for over twenty years and is well aware of the rules of the Martial World.

When my juniors gave your Black Wind Village their dues, it wasn’t a small amount, right? Yet you still laid hands on our shipment; is that considered following the rules?”

”Hahaha.”

Jiang Dali suddenly stood up, his mountain-like sturdy body filled with an oppressive force as he coldly said, ”A mere fifty taels of silver is not even enough for this village chief to spend on a drink; I wonder if Chief Dou is looking down on your Dragon Gate Escort Agency or looking down on me, Jiang Dali?”

”Exactly, are you looking down on our village chief?”

”What is the Dragon Gate Escort Agency, to so look down on our Black Wind Village?”

Many mountain bandits were stirred by Jiang Dali’s domineering and powerful response, boiling with fervor, and all the simple and hot-blooded ones stood up, roaring and yelling in anger.

The players looked at each other, not knowing what to do, but also joined in the shouting, while feverishly flattering Jiang Dali.

With hundreds of people gathering and shouting so loudly, it immediately created a mighty momentum on the mountain, similar to a mountain’s mighty cry and a tsunami’s roar.

And Jiang Dali, surrounded by the crowd in the center, indeed had the momentum of a leader who, with a single call, has followers like clouds around him.

A group of bodyguards and tangzi hands from Dragon Gate Escort Agency saw this and grabbed their weapons nervously.

Suddenly.

The atmosphere turned tense as if swords were drawn and bows stretched.

Dou Dajin let out a cold snort that suppressed all the voices, his face iron-hard as he glanced at Tong Niu not far away and said with narrowed eyes, ”Young man, you need to be careful with your words. You can’t make a name for yourself in the Martial World just by being reckless. If you release my people now, I can give you a way out alive.”

”Hehehehehe.” Jiang Dali’s eyelids slightly lifted with a light chuckle, ”Chief, why don’t we make a bet?”

Dou Dajin, ”What do you want to bet on?”

Jiang Dali spoke calmly, ”I’ve long heard that Chief Dou is a senior in the Martial World, having studied under Shaolin’s Zen Master Yuan Ye for twelve years, mastering both Shaolin’s Absolute Skills for internal and external cultivation.

I, merely the leader of some Green Forest bandits, have never learned any Absolute Skills.

If today I can force you, Chief Dou, to use your Shaolin Ultimate Skill, then the feud between you and Black Wind Village will be erased with one stroke, and you will stay at Black Wind Village for two days, drinking with the junior and exchanging a few moves. How about it?”

Dou Dajin replied with a heavy voice and an angry laugh, ”Are you afraid that I’ll easily take care of you with my Shaolin Ultimate Skill, so you are deliberately provoking me?”

Jiang Dali sneered, ”It’s true that all martial arts under the sky come from Shaolin; saying I’m not afraid would be a lie, but Chief Dou, having roamed the Martial World for so many years, you have only made a name with your Linked Steel Darts, and not with your Shaolin Ultimate Skill.

I’m really curious, is it that you, Chief Dou, haven’t mastered your art well and are reluctant to show it, or are you too powerful, and no one has been able to force out your ultimate skill? I would like to try.”

”Hahaha. Such an arrogant leader of Black Wind Village, if you can’t bring out my Shaolin Ultimate Skill, what then?” Dou Dajin laughed coldly.

Jiang Dali gestured with one hand, ”If today I can’t force out your Shaolin Ultimate Skill, not only will I release people, but I will also take my own life as an apology.”

”Hmm?” Dou Dajin was taken aback, his eyes flashing sharply, ”Good, very good! Naive and ignorant of how high the sky and how deep the earth, then bring it on!”

Whoosh—

He suddenly swung his arm, pulling out two steel darts, and with a flick of his wrist, they flew out. Although the two Flying Shuttles were launched at the same time, their trajectories were quite different: the right dart screamed through the air, moving with exceptional force, while the left dart dived diagonally downwards, with a slightly slower forward momentum.

At the same time as firing the two darts, Dou Dajin also charged forward, punching fiercely and directly at Jiang Dali.

However, Jiang Dali simultaneously flicked his wrists, and the Willow Leaf Blades flew out like venomous wasps, whistling through the air. For a moment, the cold gleam flickered chaotically, and the sound of slicing the air was loud.

Clink! Clank! Two of the steel darts Dou Dajin had shot out were deflected off course by a pair of the Willow Leaf Blades.

The remaining Willow Leaf Blades continued their relentless trajectory, attacking Dou Dajin from various angles.

”So, you’re also skilled in the art of Hidden Weapons.”

Dou Dajin’s expression changed as he suddenly shifted his stance, spreading his fingers as if to strum a lute and swept his sleeve.

The several Willow Leaf Blades were instantly diverted by his motion, flying towards different locations.

He roared like a horse leaping over Tanxi and rushed to Jiang Dali’s side, his fists twisting and turning, exploding out like cannonballs, and a deep sound of fist wind’s Qi Force blasted out of thin air, relentlessly bombarding the unflinching Jiang Dali.

Bang! There was a loud explosion!

The ground beneath Jiang Dali seemed to shake, and in that instant, his whole body seemed to transform into a demonic specter. His muscles grotesquely doubled in size, bulging veins nearly bursting, and his coiled musculature turned a ghastly blue-black as though cast from steel.

Dou Dajin felt as though his fists had struck solid steel, his knuckles aching and changing color as he murmured in shock, ”Hard Skill Iron Cloth Shirt?”

”Not bad, your punch is not bad. It’s just that the power is somewhat lacking. It almost hurt me,” Jiang Dali nodded in approval.

”Impossible, you’ve cultivated the Iron Cloth Shirt to this level?”

Dou Dajin knew the power of his own punch; it could crack a wall, and a person’s bones would surely shatter under such a blow. Yet Jiang Dali seemingly felt no pain.

”There’s nothing impossible about it. Now, try taking one of my punches!”

Jiang Dali slightly shifted his stance, his tendons and bones letting out a thunderous crack as his limbs and spine, like a taut bow, readied for action. Instinctively, his left fist swung out,

A simple Four Directions Fist, empowered by the fortification of the Iron Cloth Shirt, was like a Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain, with a terrifying fist wind.

Dou Dajin’s face paled; he felt as if the surrounding air was forcefully squeezed away, confronting a suffocating oppressive force.

Refusing to show weakness, he let out a roar and mobilized his Inner Qi, throwing a punch in retaliation.

Boom!

The two fists collided with enormous force.

The solid earth beneath their feet violently split apart.

”I...”

Dou Dajin’s face turned beet red, his body trembling lightly, but he inhaled sharply to suppress it, continuing the exchange of blows.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In no time, the two exchanged a flurry of punches and palms, attacking each other in over a dozen rounds - like two Barbaric Beasts plowing through the earth, leaving the ground around them splattered and burst open, causing a change of color in the observers.

Dou Dajin grew more shocked and enraged as the fight went on.

Jiang Dali, bolstered by the Iron Cloth Shirt, seemed even harder and more enduring than a wooden dummy; tough-skinned, strong-fleshed, with overpowering defense and extraordinary strength.

He was unable to affect Jiang Dali despite over a dozen exchanges, and the vibrations caused his Qi-Blood to churn, and his fists to throb as though the bones were about to split.

This situation was clearly not sustainable.

At the same time, he also realized Jiang Dali’s strategy.

Clearly, the opponent wanted to force him to employ the Shaolin Ultimate Skill, Demon-suppressing Palm.

This palm technique is known for its exceedingly soft and subtle force, almost nonexistent, diverging towards a soft approach; it is famously known as the Soft Palm technique.

Such techniques are especially designed to break hard skills.

If he were to use the Demon-suppressing Palm now, he could certainly turn the situation around.

But by doing so, he would actually be admitting defeat...