Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 353 - 0291: Divine Power Showdown! Who is the Leader, after all? (Added - 12 for monthly tickets)

Chapter 353: 0291: Divine Power Showdown! Who is the Leader, after all? (Added Chapter 12 for monthly tickets)

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

Each palm was more powerful than the last, a continuous stream of palm power destroying everything in front of it.

Especially the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that Qiao Feng had improved himself was all about advancing without retreating, growing stronger against the strong and even fiercer against the fierce.

With the momentum stacking, the further he went, the more powerful his combat strength became.

This palm technique was undoubtedly designed for those with exceptionally strong foundations and innate divine strength, who could then unleash its enormous might.

As a Qidan person known for valor and a love for battle, Qiao Feng—whose father Xiao Yuanshan was a noble among Qidan people—was naturally endowed with an extremely strong constitution and a towering physique.

Many heroes of the Martial World had their limbs broken when they tried to exchange palms with him, and there were few who could withstand even three of his punches or two of his kicks.

But this time, Qiao Feng encountered Jiang Dali, meeting a true match with an equally strong opponent.

The fiercer they fought, the more intense and exciting the scene got, scattering the wind and clouds, and breaking open the veil of rain—an awe-inspiring sight.

The wind whipped up sand and dust obscuring vision, thunder startled tigers and leopards into hiding, and lightning made birds scatter in frenzied flight.

The ground seemed to turn over, and rocks jumped up; some trees big enough to hug were knocked down like drunken men as the two strong men passed by, unable to stand up after falling.

Boom!!—

Who knew how many times they had collided?

Fist against fist, bones singing in unison.

The sound of battling muscles accompanied by the wild Qi as fierce as a tempest transmitted the pure contest of muscular strength and the resilience of bones.

As the fight reached its climax.

Qiao Feng suddenly let out a long howl, holding nothing back, his palms rising and falling with "Left Rush" and "Right Burst," unleashing more than ten successive, ferociously powerful strikes with layered momentum.

Roaring!!!

A majestic golden Qi in the form of a crazy, fearsome giant dragon, accompanied by a thunderous dragon roar, descended ferociously upon Jiang Dali, charging and colliding with him.

As it neared its target, the giant dragon suddenly split into eighteen dragon shadows, engulfing Jiang Dali’s magnificent figure like dragons devouring the earth, bombarding him with frenzy.

"Strength!!!"

Jiang Dali had also reached his limit, suddenly bellowing loudly as he flexed his arms; an ancient, golden bell materialized and spun around him as he gathered his Qi.

His body color momentarily changed—a mix of green gold and black. With every move he made, bones clanged like metal, and his palms struck hard and fast, as swift as lightning.

Together with his strikes, the golden bell spun faster, its surface erupting with palm powers like Dragon Claws, the fists of the Immortal of Colossal Spirit, or thunderous raging flames. These collided violently with the eighteen Golden Dragons that came bombarding in, creating earth-shattering booms.

Bang bang bang!—

Suddenly.

The ground shook violently, the collision of Golden Dragon Qi and the Golden Bell Shield causing destructive waves that tore up the earth and scattered it everywhere.

Large swaths of grass and dirt were overturned, and not far off, branches and leaves of trees snapped and danced wildly in the air.

Roaring!!!

A crazed and enormous dragon head accompanied by Qiao Feng’s figure fiercely charged.

"Come!!"

Laughing loudly, Jiang Dali assumed the stance of an archer, his arms encircling and then straightening out, standing palms clasped together as if a child were worshipping Buddha, his face solemn, slicing down with powerful palm!

On the surface of the Golden Bell Shield emerged a huge Buddha palm, which collided fiercely with the diving dragon head!

Boom!!!

The two palms met, erupting with a deafening noise. The strong Gang Qi stirred up the air, whipping the dried leaves and dust on the ground into a swirling dance.

Qiao Feng’s arms trembled, his body rolling backward, he stumbled and fell, retreating seven or eight steps. He barely steadied himself only to feel his arms in excruciating pain. It was as if his bones were hammered brutally with iron mallets, almost to the point of splitting, his face turning pale.

On the other side, Jiang Dali also landed forcefully, retreating in quick succession, finally stomping a deep pit in the ground to steady himself. His Iron Nail Bracelet was unable to withstand the force and burst open, and a disorder in Qi coursed through his body.

His entire skeleton sounded like a string of firecrackers exploding, addressing the muscle strains and misaligned joints from the previous collisions. Unable to suppress it any longer, his face flushed red, and he was forced to exit his Destruction State.

"Amazing! Amazing!! Ha ha ha ha!!"

Jiang Dali grinned, a trickle of blood seeping between his teeth. He looked at Qiao Feng across from him and let out a roar of laughter. The sound shook the droplets from the surrounding trees to fall in a rain, the audacity astonishing.

Qiao Feng noticed the fall in his energy, clearly exiting that terrifying secret skill state, and he couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief. He wiped the trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand with a clear laugh, "A true hero indeed! We have exchanged more than two hundred moves just now, with no victor between us. Why not call this a draw? If we continue to fight, afraid neither of us will be able to enjoy a drink after."

After saying this, Qiao Feng also felt incredulous, feeling a sense of admiration and kinship with the formidable man opposite him.

In the Martial World, other than Li Chenzhou, the Gang Leader of the Power Gang who had battled with him six or seven years ago, he had never encountered anyone at such an age who could stand toe-to-toe in such an intense fight without sustaining serious injury. The strength and physical power were indeed rarely seen in the world.

"Ha ha ha! You’re right. If we keep fighting, neither of us will be able to enjoy that drink."

Jiang Dali looked at Qiao Feng and laughed loudly, feeling extremely satisfied with the battle.

However, deep inside, Jiang Dali found Qiao Feng’s fighting strength unbelievable.

Unlike himself, who had cultivated many Divine Skills, Qiao Feng’s martial arts consisted of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, Shaolin Demon-suppressing Palm, and others worth mentioning, yet the Inner Strength he cultivated was just ordinary.

But to be able to manifest such extraordinary strength from ordinary Inner Strength, to fight against his various Divine Skills to this extent, was a clear testament to his prowess.

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