Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 99: 0101: Reinforced Iron Man (First order of 3000 will add an extra half Chapter, asking for monthly tickets)

Mountain bandits heard the terrifying sound of impacts, like a storm, rise again.

They dared not waste another word and immediately turned to leave.

However, at that moment, a series of crisp clapping sounds suddenly and leisurely rang out.

”Clap clap—clap!—”

”Hmm?”

Jiang Dali smashed a wooden stake with a punch, his sharp gaze like lightning as he glanced towards the source of the clapping.

A veiled woman’s graceful figure appeared from the mountain path, gently clapping her hands.

Her appreciative eyes fell on Jiang Dali’s robust and strong body, with a hint of warmth in her gaze, she chuckled and said,

”Master Jiang truly is a heroic figure. Hero Lu said you have a very unique personality, and it seems he was quite right.

I have come uninvited, and I hope Master Jiang won’t take offense. I am Xu Wei from Qingyi Building; Hero Lu must have mentioned me to you.”

”Hero, ha, hero?” The term ’hero’ often implies cold-heartedness, cruelty, loneliness, heartlessness...”

Jiang Dali snorted with a laugh, his mountainous frame full of a commanding presence as he stepped out of the area with the broken stakes, and said indifferently to Xu Wei, ”So you’re the Xu Foreign Affairs from Qingyi Building?

Indeed, Lu Xiaofeng mentioned you to me. What’s the matter? Didn’t you meet up with him?”

Obviously, he was not unfamiliar with the woman before him.

Just a month ago, they had met and talked for a long time at the Qingyi Building base in the bamboo forest.

This person was the silver medal killer Xu Foreign Affairs of the Qingyi Building base.

She was also Xu Rong’s daughter, whom Lu Xiaofeng was looking for, the Tower Master of the 108th and 72nd floors.

But now that he was meeting this woman again, he was in the identity of the Black Wind Village Chief.

Naturally, he had to pretend not to recognize her.

Just do things and say things that fit the character.

”It’s me. I met with Lu Xiaofeng three days ago, but afterward, I had to separate from him to investigate and track someone.”

Xu Wei looked steadily at Jiang Dali, ”Lu Xiaofeng sent me to find you. He said that in Hui Prefecture, you are the only one who is trustworthy and capable of protecting me.”

”Protect you?”

Jiang Dali’s eyes narrowed slightly, his interface also having received the mission information at this time.

”Triggered mission ’Protect Qingyi Building’s Xu Foreign Affairs Xu Wei’

Mission Content: Xu Foreign Affairs Xu Wei from Qingyi Building seems to have attracted trouble, and at any moment there could be a mysterious martial arts expert who threatens her life.

Mission Requirements: Protect Xu Wei until Lu Xiaofeng appears to take her away.

Mission Rewards: Lu Xiaofeng’s favor +100, Xu Wei’s favor +200, cultivation points +1000, potential points +1000, a favor from Lu Xiaofeng.”

”A favor from Lu Xiaofeng...”

Jiang Dali’s heart was stirred, somewhat tempted.

But through such rewards, he immediately judged that this mission would probably be very difficult and high-risk.

Even if the mission information did not show difficulty due to the enemy’s mystery and unknown status, he knew the mission would definitely be hard.

This was a request from Lu Xiaofeng, and upon completion, he could gain a favor from this well-known hero,

A hero with friends all over the world.

Gaining his favor is like getting favors from many people.

It could even move the legendary Sword God, Ximen Chuixue.

Although he would not deliberately seek Lu Xiaofeng’s favor, when such an opportunity came knocking,

It would be foolish to refuse too easily.

However, Jiang Dali’s expression remained unmoved, ”Why should I protect you?

Even if Lu Xiaofeng is my friend, brothers should still settle their accounts clearly; I have no obligation to keep you, such trouble, around.”

Xu Wei nodded with a gentle smile, ”You’re absolutely right. Your friendship with Lu Xiaofeng is one thing, but friendship is not a transaction.

When one wants others to do something for them, they should first ask what they can do for the other party.

What do you think I can do for you?”

Xu Wei spoke while her beautiful eyes smiled, her chin slightly lowered in a demure appearance.

Jiang Dali’s gaze shifted, he paced and scrutinized Xu Wei carefully, waiting until she appeared even more bashful to say, ”Put away this pretend demure demeanor. I prefer the image of Qingyi Building’s female assassins, not the laughing courtesans from Yichun House.”

Xu Wei was taken aback, her demeanor changing to one of heroic grace, her eyes calm and icy, ”So you like this sort. That’s easy to say, I...”

Jiang Dali interrupted, ”You can stay for a while. With your skills, you’re barely qualified to spar with me and help me train and refine my mountain bandits.”

”Spar... spar with you?!”

Xu Wei was shocked and stammered, ”How... how do we spar?”

”Like this!”

Jiang Dali raised his huge, vein-bulging fist and grinned, ”Of course, it’s the kind of sparring that involves fists to flesh!”

Xu Wei’s face twitched slightly, ”...”

Suddenly, she began to regret a little.

Was it a mistake to agree to Lu Xiaofeng’s request to seek shelter with this Black Wind Village Chief?

...

In the days that followed, Xu Wei came to understand what was meant by sparring.

The mountain bandits of Black Wind Four Villages had also come to understand what Qingyi Building-style devil training entailed.

Xu Wei’s arrival certainly gave Jiang Dali some relief.

This assassin from Green Clothes, with the strength of the Outer Qi Realm, had earned her position as a stronghold manager through some capability.

Not only was she skilled in training others, she was equally adept at sparring.

Not like the common frail woman, who would cry in pain for a long time after receiving a punch.

Xu Wei had an innate personality of resilience, a stubbornness that refused to be defeated.

Therefore, even if she was pained and bruised from sparring, at most, she would grunt a few times.

Crying was out of the question, in this she resembled Wu Yunhong quite a bit.

Hence, these past few days with Xu Wei as his sparring partner, Jiang Dali finally found an outlet for his Iron Fist.

Basic fist and foot skills like Six Paths Leg and Eight-direction Palm were all fiercely applied to her, and as a result, his realm saw some improvements.

Meanwhile, the players of Black Wind Village truly witnessed the ferocity of their village chief during these days.

They loved to death and feared to death.

At first, the players were simply under Xu Wei’s training instruction.

After voluntarily joining the devilish training, despite rapidly improving mastery in martial arts and practical experience, they found the process painful and dull.

Players come to Mixed Martial Arts World for entertainment.

It is rare for someone to practice like Heartbroken Little Knife, completely engrossed in martial arts.

Overall, in Black Wind Village, only a handful of people, like Yanbei Thirteen Riders, were truly dedicated.

Thus, while Xu Wei’s devil-style training was very effective for improving one’s Martial Arts Realm, after persevering for a day or two, most players started to struggle.

If it weren’t for the option for the players to use an auto-training feature during mundane exercises like long-distance running, rock climbing, standing in a horse stance, etc.

Even more would have been unable to bear it.

As a result, the majority of players developed some psychological resistance towards Xu Wei, the new cold and beautiful NPC coach.

They couldn’t help but want to take out all the suffering endured during training on her at any opportunity.

However, such wishful thinking had not been acted upon by a single player.

Instead, it was completely executed by their village chief, Jiang Dali.

How could that not excite and exhilarate the players, who both love and fear this village chief capable of things they could not do?

Every day, the sight of Jiang Dali pulling Xu Wei to practice fists and tormenting her was not missed by any player in Black Wind Village.

All watched eagerly and recorded with the hope that chaos would ensue.

They enjoyed the sight of a proud and beautiful female instructor being bashed and embarrassed by the muscular Great Village Chief.

Some players, in a teasing spirit, even edited the footage into various short videos.

Titles like ”Proud Instructor”, ”Black Wind Village Chief”, and ”Fist-to-Flesh” were extremely suggestive and attracted countless viewers on Jianghu Forum, drawing crowds to watch.

Such aggressive actions, naturally, provoked intense opposition from feminist groups.

Yet they also gained a sizable following of iron sisters who perhaps had peculiar tastes and dared to love and to hate with passion.

Jiang Dali, though aware of these developments, didn’t pay them too much attention.

Xu Wei came to seek his protection, and in turn, he extracted value from her.

It was a transaction.

Naturally, he wouldn’t go easy on her just because she was a woman; a woman could not influence the speed or power of his punch.

However, after three days had passed, everything was calm.

Jiang Dali hadn’t encountered any sign of the danger that could threaten Xu Wei.

Even the Li Family of Hui Prefecture, who had been on the lookout, seemed to opt for peace, showing no further activity.

The calmer it was, the more Jiang Dali felt the foreboding and abnormal atmosphere of an impending storm.

An eerie sense of danger and undercurrents began to lurk in his mind.

...

On this day, the sky was overcast.

The cloud masses, dense as iron blocks, melded with the steep mountains, trapping the hills in a cage, so oppressive that not a whisper of wind could be felt.

Jiang Dali stood in the courtyard, frowning as he looked at the dense black clouds filling the sky.

”It looks like... a storm is coming.”

Flap flap—

A white pigeon struggled under the thick clouds as if exhausting all its strength before attempting to land.

Suddenly, a huge shadow swept past.

An eagle’s claw, cold as a hook, easily snatched the pigeon, its wings stirring a violent wind carrying a bloody stench as it descended in front of Jiang Dali, its talons effortlessly carving deep grooves into the firm ground.

Jiang Dali calmly regarded the sight before him.

The white pigeon in the eagle’s clutches was dead.

Its eyes, blood-red and haunting.

A small bamboo tube dangled from its claws...

...

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