Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Jiang Dali laughed.

The members of the Jingxiu Guild all expressed their understanding one after another.

It was a joke, if the great king followed them into the city, he might directly provoke an attack from the city’s soldiers.

Then they might all end up on the court’s wanted list.

Hua Zhezhi stepped forward, graciously bidding farewell with a smile as radiant as flowers, ”I hope our guild will have the opportunity to help Black Wind Village again in the future. The Martial World is vast, village chief, please take care.”

Jiang Dali looked at Hua Zhezhi, who had quite a beautiful appearance, with surprise and also freely cupped his hands, ”There will be opportunities, until we meet again!”

In his view, this type of speech and behavior from Hua Zhezhi marked the beginning of transitioning from the perspective of player characters to integrating into the native roles of the Mixed Martial Arts World, embracing the customs and people of the world.

This was often the start of maturity.

Most players treated the Mixed Martial Arts World as just another ordinary game.

Only those who enjoyed life or understood how to blend into the environment took the Mixed Martial Arts World seriously and were willing to change themselves for the environment.

And such people would undoubtedly be the ones to stand out among many players later on and make a name for themselves.

Not to mention, all natives had a very complex attitude towards the Abnormal People, not necessarily friendly.

But at that time, having an Abnormal Person among a group of Abnormal People who exhibited very proper speech, behavior, and etiquette, fitting their aesthetic standards and not seeming so strange, naturally drew more attention from the natives and secured an advantage.

After watching the players of the Jingxiu Guild escort the conscious Hua Zhezhi away,

Jiang Dali smirked and mounted the Demon Hawk, leisurely flying towards the direction of Qingyang City.

He looked down at the Master of the Tyrant Hall, who was in a state of unconsciousness.

The opponent had been carried by him for more than a day, occasionally waking up.

But each time, just as he was about to wake up, he was cruelly knocked unconscious again with a slap.

Over time, the opponent now showed no signs of waking for almost half a day and might have given up on healing, entering a logged-off state.

However, even if logged off, the bodies of players in this world did not just disappear abruptly.

Thus, the current state of the Master of the Tyrant Hall looked like someone in a vegetative state, or perhaps even less than that.

A vegetative person, at least, had some perception of the surroundings.

But a logged-off player’s body completely lost consciousness, with no perception whatsoever.

Jiang Dali reached out his hand, his two strong fingers pinching the chin of the Master of the Tyrant Hall.

He carefully examined the opponent’s beautiful and enchanting appearance, hardly resembling a man’s.

Yes.

Beautiful.

Even in Jiang Dali’s dictionary,

The Master of the Tyrant Hall could be considered beautiful, although it was odd to praise a man in such a way.

If considered as a woman with hair fallen down, the opponent’s look was that of a mature and fit beauty, with a high and clean forehead, a fine nose bridge, closed eyes with long eyelashes, cold yet carrying a hint of a heroic air, a rare beauty in the Martial World.

When regarded as a man, there were the bright and shiny forehead, a pointed nose, beautifully gorgeous, smooth skin, and rather large pectorals, enough to make even men question themselves.

”Such beauty is indeed not easy to imitate or counterfeit,”

Jiang Dali frowned.

He touched his rugged and robust cheeks and the stubble that was prickly to the touch.

He then drew out his Green Frost Sword, using it to shave off the stubble on his chin cleanly, and lightly trimmed his eyebrows.

Suddenly, his body moved, his bones crackling noisily, even the bones in his face shifting. Intense pain spread, causing his facial skin to undergo bizarre changes, turning soft and handsome, instantly resembling another person.

This was clearly the Bone Shrinking Skill learnt from the Nine Yang Scripture.

Even at its level 1 state, the Bone Shrinking Skill allowed him to greatly alter his facial appearance.

Only in terms of his overly robust physique, could the level 1 Bone Shrinking Skill not make major changes, only able to slightly reduce his height by about three centimeters.

But even so, Jiang Dali now appeared very much like another person – Master Ting Shui of the Tyrant Hall.

He looked at his reflection using the blade of the Green Frost Sword as a mirror.

Jiang Dali was quite satisfied with his current appearance.

Although he was still significantly taller and more robust than Master Tyrant, his face resembled him to a good extent, which was enough.

Using the enemy’s face to do deeds unseeable by the light, this was simply the expertise of a robber leader.

Having finished this disguise,

Jiang Dali changed out of his Black Wind Village Chief’s mountain bandit leader outfit on the back of the Demon Hawk, putting on a night-travel suit that intentionally only revealed his face, as if afraid others wouldn’t recognize it.

”Alright, with this disguise, later when I go to capture Hua Zhezhi, no one will know I am Jiang Dali, the Black Wind Village Chief.

What do I, Jiang Dali the Black Wind Village Chief, have to do with a daring jailbreak carried out by an Abnormal Person like the Master Tyrant?”

Jiang Dali smirked, also leaving the golden light knife on the back of the Demon Hawk.

His gaze turned towards Qingyang City below, his expression filled with anticipation.

Having been a mountain bandit for a few years, he had robbed many convoys, but this was his first time planning a jailbreak.

Even in his previous life, he had only heard of expert players performing such thrilling acts, later pursued by the Holy Dynasty Six Gates.

But at that time, some players were actually able to escape the pursuit several times and made a name for themselves.