Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 465 - 0377: How can the Outer Heaven Meteor Swordsmanship compare to a curved blade resembling a full moon? (Guaranteed update)

Chapter 465: 0377: How can the Outer Heaven Meteor Swordsmanship compare to a curved blade resembling a full moon? (Guaranteed update)

Martial World people are like rootless duckweeds, drifting wherever the currents take them, gathering wherever there’s excitement.

But there was one person who had monopolized the excitement of the Players for the past few months.

Almost wherever he went, something exciting would happen, drawing the attentions of countless Players.

This person was naturally the Black Wind Village Chief.

Players on the Jianghu Forum used to say, "Players are like flowing water, the Black Wind Village Chief is like iron."

Since the Players entered the Mixed Martial Arts World, the Black Wind Village Chief had never had a moment’s peace, always either causing trouble or on his way to cause trouble.

Just a few days ago, the Black Wind Village Chief had killed a top expert from Mongolia, Li Chimei, and had personally met with a group of traitors from various sects who had newly joined his mountain village.

But suddenly, he arrived at Moon Villa and was seen discussing and having tea with the Master of Moon Manor, Demonic Saber Ding Peng, looking as if he was on the verge of sparring with Ding Peng.

Naturally, this drew the attention of many nearby Players and native NPCs, all rushing over by horse or donkey to watch the excitement.

However, ordinary Players and native NPCs who came to the mountain where Moon Villa was located couldn’t even enter the gates; they could only stay in the outdoor courtyard designated for receiving guests outside the manor.

Those with good qinggong could fly onto some buildings or tree trunks.

Or some bold ones simply lay on the perimeter wall of the manor.

Only then could they barely catch a glimpse of Jiang Dali meeting with Ding Peng inside the villa.

This scene had already continued for half a day.

Moon Villa held a very special place in the Martial World.

It was like Ximen Chuixue’s Wanmei Manor or Sword God Xie Xiaofeng’s Divine Sword Manor, known in the Martial World solely because of its owner.

The fame of Moon Villa was given by Ding Peng and his Crescent Moon Saber.

Ding Peng’s early life was tragic.

But his later life was nothing short of spectacular.

Now, Ding Peng was in the latter half of his life.

His early life enemy, Liu Ruosong, had fallen into disgrace and even became his disciple; his goals had already been achieved.

Now, what he sought was not merely revenge, but to stand proud in the Martial Arts, surpassing all heroes to challenge the Sword God of Divine Sword Manor, Xie Xiaofeng.

This thought was undoubtedly crazy.

And for now, it was a secret to others.

But Jiang Dali, as someone who had experienced the past life, naturally knew.

So before Ding Peng’s challenge to Xie Xiaofeng, before following Dongfang Bubai to the Ming Country Palace, he had come to find Ding Peng in advance, wishing to see the gap between his current Emotional Blade Intent and the true Demon Blade.

In the eyes of many Players who came to watch the excitement,

after Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali entered Moon Villa, he only chatted and laughed over tea with Demonic Saber Ding Peng, like old friends casually chatting after a meeting, the atmosphere light and cloud-like, lacking any hint of tension, which made the expectant Players feel disappointed.

However, based on the past performances of the Black Wind Village Chief wherever he went, Players strongly believed that the Black Wind Village Chief would definitely not disappoint them and would certainly engage with Demonic Saber Ding Peng.

Jiang Dali indeed had thoughts of making a move against Ding Peng.

Even though he admitted that his saber skills might currently be inferior to Ding Peng’s.

But excellent saber skills are not self-taught; they are gradually refined through exchanges and clashes with powerful swordsmen.

And through the exchanges of this half-day, Jiang Dali had come to know Ding Peng’s formidability.

However, this made him even more wary, yet it also ignited an even stronger desire to challenge.

"After such a long conversation, we both must have a good measure of each other’s depths, so why the need for conflict?" Ding Peng saw the battle intent in Jiang Dali’s eyes and smiled faintly.

He looked very young, with rosy lips and white teeth, skin smooth as jade; seemingly plain in appearance, his features harmonized impeccably, radiating an aristocratic and unbeatable charm of a gentleman.

What was most unforgettable were his brilliant eyes that shone like morning stars and his handsome, long eyebrows that reached into his temples.

Possibly, if he were to walk down a bustling street, nobody would think he was the famous Demonic Saber Ding Peng, but would assume he was a handsome young man from some affluent family.

This was undoubtedly a man who could make a woman’s heart race.

No wonder a beautiful woman like fox woman Qingqing decided to marry him upon seeing him for the first time, even teaching him the fox’s saber skills.

And only the non-human fox’s saber skills could have enabled him to succeed in just four years.

Now, he was confident enough to challenge the Sword God Xie Xiaofeng of Divine Sword Manor.

Jiang Dali put down his teacup, his eyes sparkling as he smiled, "One Night Listening to Spring Rain in a Small Tower, a Demon Blade appears and shocks the world. It’s exactly because I know your depth that I wish to experience more; if I come to Moon Villa and can’t experience Master Ding’s Crescent Moon Saber, it would be like a trip made in vain."

Ding Peng calmly said, "The Divine Saber is no longer in my hands. If you want to see the Crescent Moon Saber, I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed."

"Some people, even with a divine saber in hand, are still unable to become the god among sabers."

Jiang Dali said this, his words laden with deeper meaning as he glanced disdainfully at Liu Ruosong who cowered beside them.

Ding Peng sighed, "A long saber cannot be shortened, a short sword easily becomes sharp, sparring must rely on oneself, don’t dishonor the ancient style... Since you, Master Jiang, insist thus, Ding shall accompany you to the end."

"Master!"

At that moment, Liu Ruosong suddenly shouted as he rushed forward.

Addressing Ding Peng, his former enemy, as "Master" showed no awkwardness; on the contrary, it seemed very natural, with a shamelessness rarely seen in the world.

"Why does Master need to take action? Since Master Jiang seeks instruction, I, Liu Ruosong, can take Master’s place in battle."

Liu Ruosong bowed to Ding Peng, his expression obsequious, "Just pass me a move or half a technique of your divine saber skills temporarily; I believe I can also withstand some of Master Jiang’s sword strikes."

"You’re not yet a match for Master Jiang, even if your understanding of the Saber Dao isn’t perfect. Even if I taught you the same saber techniques as mine, you wouldn’t be able to beat him."

Ding Peng shook his head.

He was no fool; he took Liu Ruosong as a disciple mostly out of a desire for revenge.

Seeing the situation, he clearly understood Liu Ruosong’s intentions.

Liu Ruosong’s brow furrowed slightly at these words but quickly recovered.

However, at this moment, Jiang Dali looked towards Liu Ruosong and smiled faintly.

"I had long heard that Master Liu, in his early years, did not hesitate to use all sorts of tricks and despicable measures, and even betrayed his own wife, all to get the secret martial arts manual ’Outer Heaven Meteor’ passed down from Master Ding in his early years,"

"You!!"

Face-to-face, when Jiang Dali exposed him, Liu Ruosong’s face instantly turned a shade of red that reached his ears, and his hand clenched the sword handle tightly, his eyes nearly shooting fire.

Jiang Dali sneered, "So, now I really want to see, when Master Liu you use the ’Outer Heaven Meteor,’ just how powerful it is? Whether it lives up to your master, Master Ding’s expectations of you."

"You are going too far!"

Enraged, Liu Ruosong roared loudly, his feet slipping like a carp that was about to leap through the Dragon Gate, his Wudang Swordsmanship’s lightness, agility, mystery, and ingenuity instantly executed.

However, Jiang Dali still sat relaxed, his arms gently stretching out, seemingly slow but actually fast, and in a split second, his hand shot out, his fingers snapping like a bent bow.

With a clang, a loud explosion echoed.

The longsword trembled violently.

Liu Ruosong groaned miserably, the arm holding the sword as if struck by lightning.

It felt to him that the longsword in his hand, struck by Jiang Dali’s flick, was like a painfully writhing python, struggling frantically, nearly about to slip out of his grasp, and he couldn’t help but stagger backward.

Many players peeking from the walls or hanging from trees and watching from afar were instantly disappointed.

It felt like they had just started shouting "Fight, fight," when in the next moment, Jiang Dali flicked his enemy back disgracefully, giving the impression that the excitement was over before it even began.

However, just then, Liu Ruosong’s forehead sweating profusely, suddenly bellowed in shame and fury and thrust his sword out again.

Swoosh—

In that instant, his sword changed, as if suddenly transforming into a brilliant meteor!

A meteor flying in from the heavens.

Unfathomable, irresistible, just appeared and suddenly escaped.

An astonishing burst of immense Sword Intent, accompanied by this sword’s Qi and speed, in the eyes of many spectators, seemed almost like sudden Extreme Light, blinding everyone’s eyes.

Outer Heaven Meteor!

With a sizzling noise,

Jiang Dali’s palm snapped up, like a cow’s tongue curling up grass, his thumb and index finger effortlessly withstood Liu Ruosong’s meteor-fast sword.

His hand exerted a slight force, and his fingers twisted.

"Ah!—"

Instantly, Liu Ruosong cried out as the longsword in his hand was twisted into a twist by the immense force of Jiang Dali’s palm.

His arm felt an overwhelming force, unable to control the longsword, which escaped his grasp with a clanging sound and was easily snatched away.

Such a scene, not to mention the players who had just been shocked by the sword light, even Liu Ruosong himself was startled, staring dumbfounded at the longsword in Jiang Dali’s hand that originally belonged to him, his face turning pale.

Jiang Dali looked at Liu Ruosong with a mocking sneer, "Some swordsmanship, in the hands of some people, turns into a divine sword, but in the hands of others, it is just junk.

What suits one best is truly the best. Liu Ruosong, wouldn’t you agree?"

Liu Ruosong clenched his teeth with a crunch, but clenched his fists and lowered his head, not daring to retort, as he was always such a spineless, opportunistic coward.

Now that he had tested Jiang Dali’s mettle, how could he dare to provoke further?

However, Ding Peng did not care much for his cheap disciple Liu Ruosong but instead looked at Jiang Dali approvingly and nodded, "Master Jiang, your martial prowess in fist and foot skills is indeed very robust. Although I surpass you in swordsmanship, you surpass me far too much in fist and foot skills."

"The great Dao is boundless, ultimately all paths lead to the same destination. Master Ding, you are being too modest."

Jiang Dali spoke calmly, then suddenly stood up and said, "Now there is no need for us to flatter each other. Even if today I am not your match in swordsmanship, I still hope to experience the power of your divine saber. Only then will my trip here be without regrets."

A good opponent is hard to find.

He had been chatting with Ding Peng for most of the day and felt that he gained more from this than from a bloody battle with other experts like Wuya Zi or Li Chimei. His understanding of the Sword Dao deepened, and the Emotional Blade Dao became clearer.

This was a spiritual feeling and an accumulation of the depth of the Sword Dao, which cannot be understood without reaching this realm.

Seeing this, Ding Peng could no longer refuse.

He certainly knew this feeling because he too now wanted to challenge Xie Xiaofeng of Divine Sword Manor.

But he felt he was not yet ready.

Thus, seeing Jiang Dali now, he saw himself.

The path of utmost sincerity always foretells the future.

To pursue higher achievements, some actions are unavoidable.

Ding Peng’s saber was already in his hand.

It looked like a very ordinary saber, but its blade was curved, its edge was curved, and its handle was curved.

However, Jiang Dali could tell at a glance that this was not a Crescent Moon Saber but a similar saber forged by Ding Peng.

This saber had no demon nature.

But the man holding the saber was filled with a divinity that transcended demon nature.

Jiang Dali’s eyes suddenly narrowed, and at that moment, he stretched out his broad thick hand and grabbed the golden knife deeply embedded in the ground beside the table.

Hum—

Hum—

Both sabers were now in the hands of two swordsmen.

The atmosphere inside the venue suddenly shifted.

The crowd outside, eager for excitement, felt the air became stifling, their spirits oppressed to the point of being unable to breathe, and no one could utter the words they had wanted to shout earlier.

This was a pure spiritual oppression.

In the courtyard of the Mountain Villa, the two swordsmen, the moment they grasped their sabers, their lives intensely elevated, their auras expanded, and their Sword Dao and Sword Qi began to condense, silently clashing...

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