Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 143 - 132~133: The Blood Has Cooled, Martial World’s Number One Divine Skill (Guaranteed Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)_3

Chapter 143: 132~133: The Blood Has Cooled, Martial World’s Number One Divine Skill (Guaranteed Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets)_3

"These issues do not require your concern."

Jiang Dali gave a cold smile and with a shake of his palm, his robust Inner Qi directly knocked out the listener he held in hand.

His brows then gradually furrowed again.

Although he didn’t want to admit it,

the words spoken by the Master of Tyrant Hall were indeed not without basis.

Though there might have been an element of trickery,

simply capturing this man and locking him in the Mountain Village Black Prison was clearly not secure.

Even if the Family Consortium behind Tyrant Hall had no experts, rallying Feng Ying and other players to attack strongly could still pose a threat to the Mountain Village.

And the Family Consortium was not just one entity.

Among the other families, there might well be individuals as formidable as Ting Shui.

If the Family Consortium behind Tyrant Hall made any concessions to incite these Family Consortia to unite and attack the Mountain Village, even if he could escape unscathed, the others would certainly suffer heavy casualties and deaths.

Moreover, he could not always stay in the Mountain Village and never go anywhere else.

Therefore, although the Master of Tyrant Hall had been captured, how to imprison and handle him, or how to extract the greatest benefit from him, was yet another tricky issue.

"Just bring him back for now. From the moment I was reborn, I was determined to stop the Family Consortium from researching and controlling this world, to elucidate the true connection between this world and reality before them, and to return successfully.

So this goal won’t change just because of a trivial difficulty. If I can’t handle even a Master of Tyrant Hall, how can I talk about contending against the Four Great Families, let alone reaching the peak of Mixed Martial Arts?"

Jiang Dali mentally steeled himself, then looked up again at the Demon Hawk in the Heavenly Vault.

The Demon Hawk was circling at low altitude; with some blood and feathers falling, it flew oddly askew, looking as though it might land at any moment, already somewhat abnormal.

Upon closer examination, it was indeed seriously injured.

He called down the Demon Hawk, only to see that many of its iron-like feathers were pierced with numerous needle-like holes, and its flesh too had been penetrated.

Some of the wounds had congealed into Blood Pearls, still bleeding continuously, a sight to inspire shock.

In such a condition, it clearly could no longer be ridden.

Jiang Dali was internally alarmed.

Thankfully, his quick reaction had successfully prevented the Master of Tyrant Hall from escaping, otherwise he might really have been unable to handle his opponent.

Though his Qinggong was formidable, judging from the desperate speed of the Master of Tyrant Hall, it was certainly not something he could easily catch up to.

It was possible that the opponent’s Qinggong and Realm were not inferior to his.

Originally riding the Demon Hawk in the sky, regardless of any formidable Qinggong the opponent possessed, escape was decidedly impossible.

But the opponent still had a sharp Hidden Weapon up his sleeve, capable of directly injuring the Demon Hawk, obviously a strategy the opponent had calculated in advance.

Jiang Dali pressed down with a palm, and the Nine Yang Inner Power forcibly expelled the long Hidden Weapon needles from the Demon Hawk’s body.

They were needle-like, as thin as cow’s hair and looked disturbing.

"The Tang Sect’s Life-locking Needle of the ’Deadly Three Thousand’. He managed to get his hands on these. The Family Consortium really does have an extraordinary background."

Jiang Dali’s pupils contracted slightly; pinching a long needle, he jabbed his own arm and felt a sting, as if a little more force would puncture his flesh.

However, it would only pierce the flesh, not necessarily injure his bones in the Cross Training State.

He looked down at his abdomen where a few Poison Needles had penetrated the surface of his flesh.

A shock from the Nine Yang Inner Qi expelled the Poison Needles along with some green Poison Blood, and the slow bleeding was thus alleviated.

It was also fortunate he had cultivated Cross Training up to this point, as his defensive power was extraordinary.

Otherwise, if the Poison Needles had penetrated deeper into his organs, given that his Nine Yang Divine Skill had yet to reach Great Success, the toxin wouldn’t have been so easy to expel, and that would have been troublesome.

"What an impressive person indeed. Just now, he fought me head-on for so long, nearly knocking out two point five percent of my health; truly remarkable."

"Unfortunately, he was just a bit short of actually causing me pain; he tried his best..."

Jiang Dali looked at the Master of Tyrant Hall he held in his hand, sighed, took out a Jade Dew Pill to consume, then touched the wound on his forehead, tch-tch shaking his head.

Such minor external injuries, if a bit more forceful, might actually have hurt him.

He still somewhat admired the opponent’s ability to flexibly and decisively react.

Although the opponent seemed unrivaled, when it was time to cower, he immediately did so.

The assertive phrases spoken could be disregarded as mere flatulence.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, he escaped faster than a rabbit, without the slightest hesitation to fight.

Such a "life-valuing" player was completely opposite to normal players.

This was understandable.

After all, the opponent’s Martial Arts and reputation were hard-earned.

If he had indeed been captured and taken to the Mountain Village, it would undoubtedly have been a huge blow and disgrace for the Family Consortium, so of course, he valued his life highly.

Thus, it was said that truly perfecting one’s skills in the Martial World; the number one Divine Skill is the skill of escaping.

Master this Divine Skill, and there’s nowhere in the world you can’t go.

"First deal with these scum of the Bloodthirsty Guild, then I will take proper care of this guy back home... Marriage Dress Divine Skill..."

Jiang Dali looked forward with expectation.

His gaze then coldly swept over the numerous players hiding far away, enjoying the spectacle, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Immediately, he let the slightly recovered Demon Hawk fly, holding Ting Shui and turning around to rush back toward the top of Hu Mountain...

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