Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 484 - 0392: Once famous in the Martial World, now the mischievous child is gone from the Ninth Floor (Guaranteed update for monthly tickets)

Chapter 484: 0392: Once famous in the Martial World, now the mischievous child is gone from the Ninth Floor (Guaranteed update for monthly tickets)

"All three of you, get in there and entertain our guest in this cell, but don’t kill him.

He’s quite cocky, but he’s been force-fed a whole bottle of Ten Fragrance Soft Muscle Powder and a jug of Knockout Drug, even an ox would be out of steam by now.

Give him a bit of a stir, make him understand the rules of the Heavenly Prison.

If you behave, I’ll let you three have a drink next time."

The voice of the prison guard echoed through the empty seventh floor of the Heavenly Prison, falling into the ears of three disheveled prisoners with fierce eyes.

Following the sounds of mechanisms, there came several heavy thuds.

All three sturdy doors of the seventh floor of the Heavenly Prison slammed shut.

In an instant, the ground trembled.

The light inside the whole prison abruptly dimmed.

At the same time, another set of mechanical noises began.

The steel door of Jiang Dali’s cell suddenly lifted to reveal an entrance.

Immediately, heavy breathing sounds emitted from the three passages.

Three glowing eyes in the dark fixated on the bound Jiang Dali and, instantly, a rumbling noise like the sound of wind and thunder burst forth.

The shackles jingled and clattered.

Three disheveled figures scrambled over each other to squeeze through the entrance into the cell.

There was a clang.

The cell door shut violently once more.

A variety of mocking, malevolent, twisted, and vigilant gazes descended upon Jiang Dali’s body, which, like iron, was muscled and ridged, and his young, clean face.

"Hehehe... After so many years, this person is the only one locked up on the seventh floor of the Heavenly Prison, and he’s so young, having taken Ten Fragrance Soft Muscle Powder and all that Knockout Drug. Is this kid really that formidable?"

One of the gaunt-faced disheveled figures said.

"It seems the Martial World outside must not have much in the way of formidable people anymore, this kid looks strong, but only good for intimidating people.

The lot that have been brought in here over the years are almost all softies; I’ve grown tired of them. I hope this one lasts a little longer, hehehe!"

Another figure with a horse-like face and cloudy eyes, resembling a blind man, sneered.

"I’m afraid it’s not that simple, we three were only locked up on the sixth floor of the Heavenly Prison, but this kid ended up on the seventh floor, surely he must have some special ability. I’d really like to see it now,"

the third prisoner, an unkempt old man with hair tied into a skyward braid, laughed loudly.

Suddenly, he leaped forward, like a locust, arriving in front of the bound Jiang Dali and slamming his palm down.

In an instant, the air seemed to whoosh as if compressed, and a gust of wind howled.

A thump!

The palm struck Jiang Dali’s sturdy body.

A "-213!" damage number appeared above Jiang Dali’s head.

However, Jiang Dali remained immovable, not even opening his eyelids, as if completely unfazed by pain or impact.

This bizarre scene left the unkempt old man stunned and surprised.

He immediately followed up with three consecutive palms.

The blows caused Jiang Dali’s bound body to sway, with three damage numbers frequently appearing above his head.

"-139!"

"-201!"

"-187!"

Having been struck by three palms, Jiang Dali still didn’t move or open his eyes.

Such an odd scene.

Even the unkempt old man, who had struck continuously,

and the other two prisoners, who had been vigilantly watching, couldn’t help but be stunned, staring at the bound Jiang Dali.

"Could this be a dead man?"

the unkempt old man said, perplexed.

Though that was said,

he could clearly feel Jiang Dali’s strong heartbeat.

This even made him want to forego the reward of wine and pull out the man’s heart to see if he would still have no reaction.

"If he’s not dead, then he’s either an idiot or someone seeking his own death,"

another disheveled strongman said.

"Or perhaps... he’s already despaired upon seeing the three of us and has given up resistance,"

the third disheveled prisoner said.

"You three are prattling on here, do you think you’re being funny?"

Just then, a low voice emerged from Jiang Dali’s mouth.

The three were startled, and the unkempt old man burst out laughing, "I thought you were dead, but it turns out you can still respond. Tell me, what’s your name? What’s the world like outside now? And why don’t you react at all when you’re hit?"

"You ask too many questions."

Jiang Dali opened his eyes calmly, looking at the three foul prisoners in front of him and then at the unkempt old man with disdain, "And that, you call hitting? You didn’t put any strength into it at all. Have you become useless with age?"

"You scoundrel, what did you say!?"

The unkempt old man was infuriated, jumping up in rage.

The other two disheveled prisoners burst out laughing to tears,

"Hahaha, to think that Mang Mountain Ghost, who was once so renowned in the Martial World, could be so belittled."

"Old ghost, if I were you, I’d just slit my own throat and be done with it."

The unkempt old man, bursting with fury, glared at Jiang Dali and roared, "Just now, I didn’t use my full strength, but I’ll let you see my worth right now!"

Jiang Dali replied indifferently, "Actually, what I said just now was also a mistake. It’s not that you’re not formidable!"

Hearing this, the unkempt old man sneered, "It’s too late for regrets now. Even though I dare not kill you for the sake of wine, I can still make you beg for death."

Jiang Dali spoke dispassionately, "I’m not regretting anything. Besides, I’m tied up right now. No matter how formidable you might be, it wouldn’t be a fair victory."

"Do you really think we three will unlock your chains and shackles for you? Hahaha, are you dreaming? Do you think after decades of being locked up here we’ve become fools?"

The scruffy old man mocked and laughed loudly.

"No! I didn’t mean to say that you won without skill."

Jiang Dali looked at the three calmly and said indifferently, "Being bound here makes me already fair enough for you three.

Otherwise, once I break free from these chains and shackles, all three of you will have to kneel down and kowtow, begging me to spare you!"

"Scoundrels!!"

"You’re really courting death!"

"Do you really think we three don’t dare to kill you?"

All three shabby criminals shouted in anger, each with malicious and murderous glints in their eyes, their faces seething with rage.

"Don’t be angry, I’m just stating a fact.

I always persuade with reason, and I speak with sound logic."

Jiang Dali continued in an indifferent tone, "I don’t know who you are, but that old man’s attack just now was like tickling me, yet you two seem to hold him in high regard. So maybe I was wrong in what I just said, all three of you... are probably trash, right?"

By the end, the corner of Jiang Dali’s mouth was already lifted in a mocking curve.

When had these three disheveled prisoners ever suffered such humiliation and mockery?

Almost the moment Jiang Dali’s words ended, all three cried out wildly, displaying their best skills as they angrily attacked Jiang Dali.

"I’ll kill you today for sure!"

"I don’t even need my fine wine to make you understand what regret means!"

"Grandpa here will tear your filthy mouth apart today, to show you how powerful I am!"

The three men roared in unison as they launched their attacks.

The scruffy strong man unleashed his palm technique, instantly bursting forth an overwhelming, suffocating invisible pressure, like Mount Tai bearing down on his opponent with astonishing vibrational power. It was indeed the Bodhi Divine Palm of the Shaolin Sect.

The scruffy old man’s palm force was even more terrifying and fierce than before, with a chilling, compelling aura that spiraled, like a rotating blade wheel designed to break True Qi and injure the internal organs. It was the infamously known Ghost Axe Palm from the past Martial World.

With a flick of his fingers, the scruffy emaciated old man’s fingernails suddenly stretched out straight and firm, shining bright, like the edge of a blade, emitting strands of sharp wind, full of force. It was the Finger Blade Divine Skill, aiming to shred Jiang Dali’s mouth.

Once these three men made their moves, they were using well-known martial arts from the past Martial World, and all three were formerly quite famous in that world.

Thinking that in the next moment they would definitely beat the robust youth in front of them to death to relieve their hatred, they struck with rage.

However, at the next moment, Jiang Dali laughed loudly, and suddenly an extremely powerful golden Qi Force burst from his robust body, forming a Golden Bell protective Qi Force that exploded.

"This kid has already neutralized the Ten Fragrance Soft Muscle Powder and the Knockout Drug?!"

The three men were shocked!

But in the split second, with lightning-fast reflexes, they had to attack with even more force.

Bang!

Three almost simultaneous explosions suddenly rang out.

Even the Golden Bell Shield protection couldn’t withstand the simultaneous ferocious attacks from the three experts. The protective body was directly shattered into an explosion of Qi Force.

All three men felt their arms numbing, their bones aching faintly, but in that split second, they still managed to hit Jiang Dali’s body with ruthless hearts.

However, with a few puffs.

The complexions of the three men changed simultaneously.

They all felt as though what they hit wasn’t a human body, but more like a deeply indented sponge under pressure, extremely soft. The Qi Force from all directions held their palms stuck in place, each of their faces immediately turned pale.

All tried to retract their hands, sensing something bad.

However, at this moment, Jiang Dali simply smiled.

Simultaneously, all three of them felt a terrifying absorption force transferring from the opponent’s body to their own arms.

Instantly, the force traveled down to their Dantian.

All of them screamed in horror, feeling their Inner Qi uncontrollably escaping frantically, rapidly flowing into the body of the young man opposite them.

Instantly pale, the three men desperately tried to pull their arms back while trembling from the effort, their faces twisted with fright, their skin shaking as if blown by a fierce wind.

Suddenly, the entire prison seemed engulfed by a roaring wind.

At the storm’s core was Jiang Dali.

"Are you the... the old monster from the ninth floor?"

"No, no mercy! Please... spare my life!"

"Stop, stop it, ahhh!"

Their eyes bulging, the three men looked at Jiang Dali in sheer terror, trembling and screaming hysterically.

"Thank you for your Power, really quite comfortable."

Jiang Dali looked at the three men with a relaxed smile, as if he saw the devil himself.

"Though you’re somewhat rubbish, your pure Power is not bad, perfect for strengthening my body and restoring my True Qi, quite satisfactory indeed."

At this moment, "Qi-Blood +100!" light prompts continuously appeared above Jiang Dali’s head.

With the Inner Qi nourishment from these three prisoners, his internal injuries had already been half-healed, rapidly recovering even without the need for thousand-year-old yellow ginseng juice.

The three disheveled prisoners nearly wept, straining their voices to beg for mercy, hoping to attract the attention of the prison guards.

However.

The prison guards, after watching the three attacking Jiang Dali together for a while, had already left satisfied.

Even if they hadn’t left, it’s likely they too would have been sucked dry.

Just when the three were about to lose control of their bladder and bowels and were about to cry out.

Jiang Dali suddenly shook his body, the force of the Great Absorption Technique retracted.

The three men let out a scream and immediately retreated several steps before simultaneously collapsing to the ground, drained.

All of their faces were so weak and pale they had no hint of color, even their faces were marred with veins, a terrifying sight as they stared at the satisfied Jiang Dali.

Jiang Dali cracked a smile, his gaze in the darkness like a ghostly fire as he stared at the three men, "I spared you not without reason, I still have questions for you three. Not sure if your heads have the answers I’m interested in?"

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(Wrote this until the early morning, whew! I’ll add more updates during the day, I’m off to sleep for now, as per usual asking for a wave of recommendation tickets and monthly tickets!)