A group of Players nearby also appeared almost expressively animated, never having expected their village chief to speak in such a "cultured and affable" manner that it could almost make soone explode on the spot with anger.
"Damn Black Wind Village Chief, you’ve gone too far! The young master may endure it, but I cannot, I’ll fight it out with you."
Feng Boe was suddenly enraged, glaring at Jiang Dali with his hand gripping the scabbard, ready to draw his sword and burst forth.
"Stop!"
Murong Fu shouted angrily, his hand swiftly pulling back Feng Boe who had just taken a step forward.
"Young Master!!"
Feng Boe and the other Three Great House Guards looked towards Murong Fu, their anger barely contained.
Yet Murong Fu was still able to smile. He nodded gracefully towards Jiang Dali and said with a light laugh, "You’ve seen sothing laughable, Master Jiang. I know you are a magnanimous man with the true spirit of a grand hero, surely you would not trouble my little cousin, such a frail young lady. Moreover, I trust my cousin a great deal."
At these words, Wang Yuyan called out "Cousin" in a daze and broke into a tearful smile.
Feeling that Murong Fu trusted her this much made all her previous sorrow and grievances seem insignificant, because her cousin still cared about her.
The Four Great House Generals, hearing Murong Fu speak like this and seeing Wang Yuyan’s switch from tears to smiles, also had their anger subside significantly.
They realized that the Black Wind Village Chief had intentionally provoked them to anger.
But the young master wasn’t taken in by it, and with just a few words, he had defused the awkward situation. They couldn’t help but greatly admire him and felt simultaneously ashad.
"What a clever talker this Murong Fu is."
Jiang Dali took note of the situation and felt a shiver in his heart, further resolving to take Murong Fu by surprise later on and then thoroughly trounce him.
People like Murong Fu, who not only had high emotional intelligence but also could endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, were like silent dogs, dangerous and likely to bite when least expected.
"Report!"
"Village Chief! The Wudang Three Heroes from Wudang Sect, Hua Mountain Sect Leader Yue Buqun and his wife, and Shennong Gang Leader Sikong Xuan are all paying their respects at the foot of the mountain and requesting to see you, Village Chief."
Just then, a lookout bandit hurriedly ca and knelt down to report.
Jiang Dali montarily repressed his confrontational thoughts towards Murong Fu and waved his hand, instructing, "Since the sect leaders and gang leader from Wudang, Hua Mountain, and Shennong Gang all wish to see , let them co up. Lead them to Yiqi Hall, I will et with them personally later!"
"Yes!"
The bandit disciple imdiately withdrew.
Witnessing this scene, many of the bandit Players felt their village chief had imasurable prowess, exhibiting the air of a great hero.
Not to ntion the Black Wind Village Chief.
How many mountain bandit leaders in the world could face so many heads of famous sects without flinching, not just remaining calm but also with such a lofty attitude, receiving these leaders as if he were the host? This instantly elevated the stature of Black Wind Village several levels.
In the future, when the Black Wind Village bandits road the Martial World and encountered disciples from great sects like Wudang or Hua Mountain, they would no longer feel inferior.
Instead, they could boast proudly, "Your sect leader or so-and-so was so great, but didn’t they also wait to be received by our village chief?"
This was what the bandit Players believed.
Murong Fu, who had been observing Jiang Dali in secret since his appearance, was feeling even more pleased.
He thought that if he could recruit such a fierce man, the Murong Family’s supporters would gain a powerful general, giving hope to the revival of their great cause.
He imdiately approached with a smile and flattery, "They say heroes erge from among the common folk, and Master Jiang truly lives up to the title. Since my arrival, the Wudang Three Heroes and Hua Mountain Sect Leader have co in person to seek an audience with you, which speaks volus of your renown."
Jiang Dali chuckled darkly, holding tightly onto the struggling Wang Yuyan, and responded to Murong Fu, "I fear these people seeking out might not co with genuine intentions, much like you, Mr. Murong. I wonder, are the many lavish gifts you brought to our village chief truly heartfelt?"
Murong Fu laughed heartily, "I dare not speak for others, but since I, Murong Fu, have brought so many valuable gifts, it is naturally because I understand what kind of person you are, Master Jiang, and thus wish to make your acquaintance. I only hope these valuable gifts can compensate for the offense caused by Brother Feng and Brother Bao as well as Brother Deng the other day."
Upon hearing this, Feng Boe and the others inevitably appeared frustrated, but rembering not to disrupt their young master’s important matters, they endured.
Jiang Dali snorted coldly, squinting at Murong Fu, "Considering the substantial gifts you brought, I am not averse to forgiving the offenses of the Murong Family dogs like Feng Boe. But I feel sothing is still a bit lacking. Why don’t you also offer your lovely cousin to , then I think the remaining deficit will be well accounted for."
As he spoke, Jiang Dali looked towards Wang Yuyan, whose face had turned pale, his lips curling into a cruel smile.
"How dare you!"
"You’re being insolent!"
"Black Wind Village Chief, I’ve been putting up with your crap for far too long, ah, I can’t stand it anymore!"
Feng Boe, Bao Butong, and others were all roaring in fury. Among them, Gongye Qian, dressed in a dark scholarly robe looking like a middle-aged scholar, was the first to leap forward, bellowing as he aid a powerful palm strike at Jiang Dali.
"Black Wind scoundrel, I, Gongye Qian, the manor owner of Red Cloud Manor, am here to take you on!!"
Murong Fu had just wanted to stop him, but his motions were seemingly a fraction too slow as he watched, eyes wide open, as Gongye Qian charged at Jiang Dali and struck out with a palm.
The other three Great House Generals also, in a tacit understanding, chose this mont to suddenly stand in front of Murong Fu to block his way, preventing him from intervening.
In an instant, Gongye Qian’s palm descended towards the crown of Jiang Dali’s head.
Although he appeared refined, the palm that he unleashed was swift and fierce as Gang Wind assaulted the face, suffocating and expanding in size, descending from the air as heavy as a mountain.
Jiang Dali’s face bore a faint cold smile as his robust arm reached out.
With a casual strike of his palm.
Suddenly, the palm turned the color of Green Gold, and within it, a wildly vigorous and scorching True Qi gathered but did not release, striking out abruptly.
BANG!!
Their palms t solidly.
With a crack, Gongye Qian imdiately felt as if his palm had struck red-hot iron, and that iron seed to burst with lightning, causing great pain and numbness in both palm and arm, as a powerful force shook his body, forcing him to swiftly duck and roll back.
"You!"
Gongye Qian’s eyes, which had been previously squinted as if he were drunk, suddenly widened, shooting out an intimidating brilliance, like sharp swords piercing Jiang Dali, his expression astonished.
"Alien True Qi, huh..."
Murong Fu watched, his expression shifting subtly.
Although the three Great House Generals had long known Gongye Qian was no match for Jiang Dali, seeing Jiang Dali so casually release a palm that forced Gongye Qian to retreat violently, they all felt shock and alarm.
The group of mountain bandits and Players burst into cheers, while at the sa ti, jeering at Gongye Qian with a chorus of boos and ridicule from the Players.
"Simpering thing? Your master, Murong Fu, faced our village chief and it was an even match, and yet you, this little dog, dare to bark?"
"Brother, keep your words precise. What do you an by even match? Murong Fu is no match for our Boss!"
"Hmph!"
With a slam, Murong Fu threw his folding fan down in his hand, about to call Gongye Qian back.
However, Jiang Dali simply nodded with a smile at Gongye Qian, "Not bad, just now I used only thirty percent of my strength in that palm, and you were not injured. It seems claiming to have the second-best palm power in the south is not just for show."
Gongye Qian flew into a rage, rolling up his sleeves, "You co at with full strength, and we’ll see if I can’t take that palm of yours."
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, "You might not know what they call ? If I were to use all my strength and slapped you to death with one palm, would your young master co after for a fight?
I’ve heard that the first in palm power in the south is Murong Fu, and you, the second, supposedly survived three palms from Qiao Feng without dying, true or false?
At least from what I see, that energy of yours probably couldn’t withstand three palms from Qiao Feng!"
"Ah, this is too much! Take another palm from !!"
Gongye Qian roared furiously, his Qi Force condensed in rage as he rushed forward, his palms turning slightly outward, his body leaning forward. In a split second, his palms turned the color of deep jade, carrying fierce power as he struck at Jiang Dali.
SWISH SWISH—
With a move of "Outer Heaven Giant Stone," he aid a palm at the chest and "Divide Flower Split Tree" targeting Jiang Dali’s abdon.
Jiang Dali let out a cold laugh and a light hum, pushing Wang Yuyan to the side with his left hand, while his right palm suddenly emitted scorching high temperatures, swiftly striking out with a palm like lightning.
A ring of golden-yellow Qi whirlwind instantly condensed in his palm, erupting with a clang.
BOOM!
In an instant, a palm powerful energy whirlwind exploded like an Ancient Bell, fiercely blasting through!
With a clang, the sound of explosion rang out.
Gongye Qian’s palms landed simultaneously on this rapidly spinning palm that was like an Ancient Bell, and instantly, his arm bones emitted a cracking sound of being overwheld, the whole person’s physique, as if struck by lightning, went pale with a dramatic change of color, as a mouthful of Reverse Blood reached his throat in an instant.
"Second Brother Gong!"
Murong Fu’s face changed, and with preparedness, he suddenly launched a long-distance palm, emitting an aura of profound mystery.
Star Shifting!
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