Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 301 - 251-252: Nan Dali, Beiqiao Feng, were all locked in the Black Prison (additional 6 - s for Lv Xin Feng)

As he saw the massive sound waves stir up a barrage of bricks and tiles, Jiang Dali’s heart shuddered, and he let out a thunderous roar.

The nearly tangible ripples of the sound waves rolled through the air, clashing against the reflected waves of the Star Shifting technique.

Instantly, a piercing cacophony emerged from the clash of sound waves, creating a landslide-like force that tumultuously erupted in the air.

Boom!

The ground was directly pitted by the sonic blast.

A ring-shaped shockwave spread out, uprooting branches and leaves within the courtyard and sending the surrounding walls rumbling.

Outside the courtyard, Deng Baichuan and the others, who were about to charge in, all changed their expressions and quickly retreated while channeling Qi to their ears for protection.

Some of the mountain bandits who couldn’t dodge in time screamed and fell to the ground, clutching their ears.

Many players also felt their Qi-Blood sharply drop and hurriedly scrambled to retreat.

Swoosh—

In the courtyard, in that instant, Murong Fu’s figure shot forward like lightning, his garments flapping with a whooshing sound, and he covered the distance of dozens of steps in a burst of speed.

Whoosh whoosh—

His fingers were like steel as he fiercely clawed at Jiang Dali’s face and temples.

Whoosh—

The air trembled like waves, suffocating anyone caught in their path.

The third ultimate move of the back mountain!

Jiang Dali was suddenly attacked but remained composed; his arms bent, and a madly wild and fierce momentum erupted from him. His muscles and bones let out a raging dragon’s roar and tiger’s growl as he unleashed his Palm Technique.

Within the roar of fury, a giant dragon radiating an intense aura of Qi Power formed between Jiang Dali’s arms in an instant, stunning countless mountain bandit players outside the courtyard!

—It was none other than the Dragon Fighting in the Wilderness from Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palms, blended with the killing technique created by the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!

"Is this his Palm Technique similar to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

Murong Fu’s pupils contracted, quickly infusing his hidden Qi Force into his palms.

Roar!!!!!

The dragon’s roar echoed loudly through the courtyard, and Jiang Dali’s momentum soared to a terrifying pitch, attracting the gaze of countless onlookers as he suddenly lunged forward.

Boom—

In the blink of an eye, the giant dragon and his claw strike took off simultaneously, creating a domineering and immense strength that formed claw shadows as massive as mountains, fiercely colliding with Murong Fu’s rapidly executed fingers!

Bang! Bang!

Both men’s bodies shook violently during the exchange of blows.

Murong Fu grunted, feeling severe pain in his arm as he was forcefully blown backward by the violent palm power. Midair, he quickly employed Star Shifting techniques to redirect and mitigate the force.

Jiang Dali, however, shook his legs and stamped directly into the soil.

But in that split second, he took a fierce breath from below.

A wildly surging power suddenly inflated several times over, his eyes flashing like electric torches, and he roared thunderously.

"Come again!"

Boom!

The ground trembled and collapsed.

Jiang Dali burst from the earth, roaring like a rampaging dragon ascending to the sky, his aura even more violently domineering. His arms swung with Left Rush and Right Burst, a wild and untamable momentum regathering and forming into a dragon-shaped vortex between his palms.

"Flying Dragon in the Sky? Even if it were Qiao Feng’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, I, Murong Fu, would dare to face it! Let alone you?"

As Jiang Dali took advantage of his triumph to press the attack, Murong Fu couldn’t help but furiously bellow, stomping his feet into the ground, forming two pits, then bending his knees before suddenly straightening them!

In that moment, the accumulated power burst forth like an erupting volcano.

Murong Fu did not retreat but surged forward, his arms performing the same Left Rush and Right Burst as Jiang Dali, gathering momentum.

Roar!!

A dragon’s roar explosively resounded through the sky, and a similar dragon-shaped vortex formed between his palms, suddenly turning into a distinct Golden Dragon that surged forward and struck fiercely.

"Break for me!"

Two figures!

Two palm strikes, both akin to dragon-shaped energy, crashed together with a thunderous bang.

Boom!!!

Amid the solid collision and the roaring blasts, a powerful surge of air lifted dust all around.

The two fierce dragon-shaped energies exploded!

"Not good!"

Murong Fu’s face suddenly changed, and he watched in horror as a massive figure barreled through and tore apart the energy with a ruthless punch.

The surprise attack, which had been completely unexpected, came at the very moment Murong Fu’s old strength had waned, and new strength had not yet formed.

He just had time to join his index and middle fingers on his right hand and swiftly strike at Jiang Dali’s wrist meridian.

The Acupoint Cutting technique he employed was both strange and formidable.

Bang!!

Jiang Dali felt a slight numbness in his wrist, causing his huge fist to veer off course.

The edge of his fist harshly grazed Murong Fu’s shoulder as he passed by, and his figure landed firmly on the ground like a rock.

Murong Fu, however, grunted painfully, feeling his shoulder in excruciating pain as if his bones were shattering, and a scorching Qi Force penetrated his body. Upon landing, he staggered backward several steps, and two trickles of blood seeped from the corners of his mouth.

"Ha ha ha, not bad, not bad, Murong Fu. But even though your Star Shifting can mimic my moves, unfortunately, your physique is too weak compared to mine, Laozi. Come again!"

Jiang Dali laughed wildly as he stomped, causing the ground to quake and crack, and in a flash, he rushed back to Murong Fu.

Huff!

His right hand clasped like a hook, he viciously clawed towards Murong Fu’s chest with both palm and fingers unleashed ruthlessly.

Murong Fu twisted his body sharply to dodge and instantly retreated eight feet, his face dark with anger.

The outcome of the day’s events had completely defied his expectations.

Not only had he failed to win over the Black Wind Village Chief unexpectedly, but he had also been played.

More than that, in his encounter with the Black Wind Village Chief, he had found himself at a disadvantage and was now seriously injured.