"Great opportunity!"
The old man, in his delight, swiftly changed his Inner Breath, his Primordial Spirit Power and fists and palms becoming even more fierce, his moves faster.
The sound of "whoosh whoosh" imdiately surrounded Jiang Dali, akin to fists like spears, palms like knives, quick and fierce.
Yet in that instant, Jiang Dali’s long-held montum erupted completely like a volcano, his eyes like lightning in a clear sky unleashing the Spirit Cage. At the sa ti, he punched out, with a dragon’s roar exploding, the majestic and domineering Dragon Energy instantly surged wildly from his body, accompanied by the ferocious montum of a volcanic explosion, forming an extrely powerful destructive fist force that burst out!
Mighty God Fist!
The old man’s eyes instantly flashed with the extrely terrifying threat of death, but only for a mont, as his Primordial Spirit and spirit were already trapped in the Spirit Cage.
An uncontrollable fear rapidly spread throughout his body as a physiological reaction sensing danger, making his hair stand on end.
Seeing the fist about to strike his chest!
The fist suddenly stopped forcefully an inch before his chest, the fierce Fist Power and montum still not diminishing, blasting the old man away like a devastating force, crashing him hard against the courtyard wall behind him, making the wall crack with a "bang".
Jiang Dali looked at the old man who had been blasted away, a flash of realization and disdain in his eyes, as he slowly retracted his fist and carried it behind his back, saying, "It seems, old man, you still underestimated after all. You even showed rcy to during the battle just now? What is the point of that?"
"Cough cough... cough..."
The old man coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, struggling to get up from the dust-covered ground, hair disheveled, his eyelids wet with sweat, staring in shock and dread at Jiang Dali through the blurred sweat, blood staining his mouth as he said, "Cough, Brother Jiang, no need to be so polite, I already gave it my all just now, but I didn’t expect your strength... your strength and Martial Arts, to be far beyond my expectations."
"Really?"
Jiang Dali smiled and shook his head, "Maybe you’re just not familiar with my Martial Arts techniques. I actually used my full strength just now. In the vassal states, there are very few formidable enemies who can battle with to that extent. You truly are an expert from the Holy Dynasty."
The old man, hearing this, knew the other was just speaking to save his face. Even with a thick skin, he felt deeply embarrassed at heart at this mont.
Thinking about how he had just talked about giving the other a few pointers, limiting himself to thirty rounds to avoid hurting the other, now it all seed like a joke, making him unwilling to stay a mont longer, feeling a strong urge to hide in sha.
"Truly, heroes erge from the youth."
The old man, forcibly enduring internal injuries and sha, clasped his fists in salute to Jiang Dali, "Brother Jiang, you’ve only recently broken through to the Returning to Truth Realm, yet possess such astonishing strength. This is extrely rare even in our Holy Dynasty... I truly am not capable of advising you, making a fool of myself. The green mountains won’t change, the flowing water will go on, let’s part ways here. Should Brother Jiang wish to join Yuanting Pavilion of the Holy Dynasty in the future, I will seek your guidance then."
With those words, the old man, as if his rear was on fire, didn’t want to linger a second longer, gathering his energy and leaping over the courtyard wall, fleeing rapidly like a whirlwind.
Jiang Dali didn’t stop him, just recognizing from the old man’s final words that he was clearly too ashad to face it and wanted to seize a future opportunity to restore his dignity.
However, this didn’t an the two had beco enemies; it was just normal dueling among Martial World people, competing to be the strongest.
He sought an excuse to spar with the other to gauge the strength of this Holy Dynasty Yuanting Pavilion envoy and see how formidable the Returning to Truth Realm experts of the Holy Dynasty were.
But after this test, he was greatly disappointed.
In his view, the old man’s strength was just ordinary Returning to Truth Realm strength, conventional and orderly, apart from having a variety of formidable and peculiar Martial Arts that were sowhat troubleso, and rely possessing the Power of a Returning to Truth Realm Primordial Spirit.
He even suspected that if this man didn’t possess the Power of the Primordial Spirit, even Zhu Wushi, who hadn’t broken through to the Returning to Truth Realm, could defeat him, and Xie Xiaofeng at the Heavenly Sword Level could contend with him.
"The old man just said he hadn’t dueled with anyone for decades, perhaps owing to his lack of strength? I don’t even know what strength this person has in Yuanting Pavilion. Surely he’s not the strongest; I just don’t know if he’s mid-level. If so... then Yuanting Pavilion doesn’t seem too formidable."
"Moreover, the old guy even dared to engage with bare hands directly, showing comndable courage; I don’t know if he truly was unaware of my record or if he was exceptionally bold because of his skills. If it’s the forr, then the Holy Dynasty’s intelligence on vassal state experts is worriso."
Jiang Dali, rubbing his chin, pondered, then turned and walked towards the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber.
Just having fought the old man, he indeed exerted all his strength in Destruction State.
After all, the opponent was a Returning to Truth Realm expert, with the power of Essence Qi being many tis stronger in quality than True Qi, and the power of the Primordial Spirit being a significant threat.
But even with full power in Destruction State, he almost killed the old man.
This gave him so vague guesses about the strength of top experts among the Four Great Sects of the Holy Dynasty, putting his mind at ease.
...
A short while later.
Five miles away, the old man, moving swiftly with movent technique, suddenly stopped in front of a tree, clutching it and vomiting blood with a "wow", his face growing even paler, eyes full of shock and seriousness, his mind filled with the scene of the duel with Jiang Dali.
"This one... surely shouldn’t have just broken through recently; his Primordial Spirit Power is already on the sa level as mine, both in the Returning to Truth Level 2, how can soone who just broke through advance again in such a short ti?"
At this thought, he suddenly trembled all over, rembering a line in the intelligence about him, read hastily before coming, "Jiang Dali has extraordinary talent, advancing rapidly in strength, a once-in-a-generation talent, this being a remarkable aspect."
At the ti he saw this description, he didn’t take it seriously, as among the Four Sects of the Holy Dynasty’s recruited Returning to Truth Realm experts, descriptions of particularly talented individuals, although not common, were not rare either.
But now, in hindsight, the point he overlooked might be the key to the other’s successive breakthroughs.
And besides, thinking of that simple yet striking description: "Innate Divine Strength", "Fierce Combat Power", the more he thought about it, the darker his face beca. Feeling the bones in his hand still aching painfully from holding the tree, he wanted to scold the intelligence personnel in the pavilion.
Could the descriptions be any simpler?
Might as well not write them at all.
Many Martial World barbarians have Innate Divine Strength, but could that guy just now be called Innate Divine Strength?
That was the Monster Power that rubs the divine into the ground!
Could that still be called Fierce Combat Power? That was combat strength that nearly killed him with one punch.
"This recruiting task is too dangerous, if it ever falls to again, I wouldn’t co even if it killed . That kid’s strength just now, likely ranks in the top five within the pavilion, and I actually thought I could instruct him, what a grave mistake!"
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(The big Chapter update is complete! Today we hit the goal, with a total update of 10,200 words!)
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