Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Everyone on the Jianghu Forum was venting, resolving to capture and torture more players from Tyrant Hall given the chance.

At the same time, their hearts were filled with trepidation and doubt.

Would the village chief actually come to rescue them?

If the village chief got the message, maybe he really might come.

But in this world, transportation and communication are inconvenient.

By the time the village chief got the message and really hurried over, how much later would it be?

Some of the female players’ babies wouldn’t all have been born by then, would they?

A group of Black Wind Village players hanging out on Diao Mountain Peak let their thoughts run wild, eagerly awaiting with bated breath, as they stared blankly at the Heavenly Vault in the distance.

The terrain in the Western Regions was vast, and autumn there felt even more desolate.

The expansive sky seemed veiled by a layer of gray curtain.

Oppressive, gloomy.

One could see clusters of dark clouds, like a group of scolding women, taking advantage of the wind to race chaotically across the troubled sky.

High above the sky, a hundred miles from Hu Mountain, Jiang Dali rode the Demon Hawk at breakneck speed, his eyes flickering with a cold gleam, but slowly a curve formed at the corner of his mouth.

”Who would’ve thought, really, who would’ve thought.

I originally assumed that the players’ campaign this time was almost a sure win, and I would only need to come at the last moment to back them up.

But now, at this time, a big fish like this appears.

Master of Tyrant Hall, you finally couldn’t hold back and showed up, eh! And it seems like your strength now isn’t as terrifying as I imagined.

This is going to be interesting.

It looks like the Marriage Dress Divine Skill isn’t quite mastered yet.

What an interesting affair it would be if I captured this guy, forced out the secrets of the Marriage Dress Divine Skill, or transferred all his power into me?”

Jiang Dali chuckled, his eyes squinting into narrow slits, like a dangerous tiger eyeing its prey.

From the moment he was reborn in this world, he had been constantly searching for traces of the members of the official Family Consortiums.

But unfortunately, at that time, he had to adapt to this world after his rebirth, without the aid of other players.

He also lacked the ability to travel far in this dangerous world as a mountain bandit or an assassin from Qingyi Building, to gather much information.

Not until the internal test began did he rapidly prepare.

Deliberately creating distinctions from his own interests, he made an effort to attract the attention of the most tyrannical and domineering Master Tyrant, to expose himself in front of the vast number of players, stirring their attention and collective hatred.

Although he also knew that for top guilds, which extremely soberly pursued interests,

the fairness of the Family Consortiums’ actions was not important.

What mattered most was whether there were interests to be had.

But for ordinary players, who could easily become emotional, perhaps interests came second, with emotions taking the lead.

Therefore, as long as he controlled the players’ emotions and utilized their sentiments, it wasn’t difficult to strike against consortiums with a tyrannical and domineering style like Tyrant Hall.

And it was only by suppressing the consortiums early on could he modestly contain the consortium members’ development.

Contain their degree of research and control over the Mixed Martial Arts World and secure opportunities for himself.

Now, under his provocation and enticement, Tyrant Hall had taken the bait, exposing much of their power.

Even the Master of Tyrant Hall, a person who had always been so mysterious in his previous life, had shown up so quickly.

This was tantamount to causing a small change in the trajectory of history’s development in this life.

Jiang Dali saw this as an opportunity, a chance to take down the Master of Tyrant Hall.

The Family Consortiums were not unbeatable.

They always styled themselves as official.

But in actuality, to the Mixed Martial Arts World, they were nothing more than invaders from outside.

What counted as official?

Thus, taking down the Master of Tyrant Hall, a top expert who was fully nurtured by one of the Family Consortiums, might allow him to peek into the true power of the Family Consortiums and gain more information about the families.

And the Master of Tyrant Hall himself was an extremely valuable expert.

With this thought in mind, Jiang Dali swiftly approached Hu Mountain on the back of a soaring eagle.

...

The Western Sky gradually darkened, and dusk crept in with light steps.

On Hu Mountain.

Ting Shui stood quietly at the edge of the cliff on the mountain summit, his body still cloaked in a black cape to conceal his figure, his eyes slightly closed.

Beneath the mask concealing his face, his expression was calm, in a state of meditation for the Divine Thought Striking Skill.

He was an utterly fanatic cultivator.

Since entering the Mixed Martial Arts World, except for the initial few months of acclimatization, he delved completely into the comprehension and cultivation of Martial Arts.

Experts are always lonely.

Although he was the Master of Tyrant Hall, most of the time, he was without followers doting on him, living reclusively and dedicating himself to cultivation.

Common pleasures for ordinary people might be romantic affairs or traveling the world.

His joy was cultivation, cultivation, cultivation!

And then to defeat, to defeat every expert in the Martial World whom he acknowledged.

How long had it been since he last left his seclusion...

Ting Shui felt he had almost forgotten.

This emergence from seclusion was completely unexpected for him.

Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali.

This mountain bandit leader wasn’t originally within the range of opponents he acknowledged.

However, the defeat of Feng Ying, the capture of Little Knife, and the premature exposure of Tyrant Hall which led to an awkward situation, all necessitated his immediate intervention to solve the problems.

Though Ting Shui did not enjoy stepping forward to resolve such troubles,

the Family Consortium had indeed given him a lot of help, and his identity made it obligatory for him to solve these problems for the consortium.

Moreover... Little Knife was still someone he valued highly for their potential.