"This is the true spirit of living at the edge, fighting it out when paths cross, without hiding or holding back, and not indulging anyone," he said. "You’ve suffered a loss, so just take it as a lesson."
These various voices quickly amplified.
Many Black Wind Village Players were also stirred up and joined in the forum threads, mocking those who posted complaints and curses as fools who couldn’t read the room.
Instantly, two factions were quarreling incessantly on the Jianghu Forum.
However, many onlookers also gained a lot from the spectacle and were filled with emotion.
This, this is what the Martial World ans.
A life of carefree feuds and ard conflict, where life can be precious, yet at tis disregarded as worthless.
Most of the passerby Players slain by the Black Wind Village Chief likely once admired and supported him, but to be suddenly killed by the man himself was hard to accept, and adoration quickly turned to hatred.
But in fact, the Black Wind Village Chief, Jiang Dali, always did things his own way, never altering himself for others’ opinions.
Just because you were once his admirer, now that you’ve angered him, didn’t an he could hold back from punishing you.
This was the true nature of the Black Wind Village Chief.
When it was ti to act, he never hesitated.
Jiang Dali didn’t know that a fierce debate about him had erupted on the Jianghu Forum, and perhaps even if he knew, he would simply laugh it off and not take it to heart.
At this mont, he was fully focused and conserving his energy.
Making the final preparations for the upcoming battle with Qiao Feng.
There was no denying that his move to subdue Qiao Feng involved so maneuvering.
But the only way to truly conquer an expert has always been real strength!
Nothing but strength would do!
A long, long ti ago, he had also thought of sharing a drink and making rry with this hero (Chapter 18), rely because, within the Mixed Martial Arts World, there were very few people who, in terms of Spirit, breadth of mind, and natural talent, could make Jiang Dali genuinely admire them and want to recruit them.
Duan Yu didn’t make the cut, Lu Xiaofeng didn’t, Chu Liu Xiang didn’t, and Jiumozhi even less so!
And if it were just a matter of admiration, Jiang Dali actually wouldn’t be so proactive in recruiting.
But this ti was different.
This ti, it was a tragic character’s mont of crisis.
Should he overco it, then a dazzling star would ascend in the Mixed Martial Arts World.
If he failed, then in truth, the hero would have died today.
"So it’s said, for those among us with great ambitions, won are actually the greatest demonic distraction," Jiang Dali said to himself. "I, Jiang Dali, before reaching the peak of this life and solving the mystery of rebirth, will absolutely not fall into this trap!"
Jiang Dali slowly exhaled.
Boom!—
A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the dull roar of thunder grew louder. It seed like it wanted to break free from the binding clouds, tear apart the cloud layer, and liberate itself, as the dazzling blue light of the lightning raced through the sky.
Jiang Dali and Qiao Feng suddenly beca aware and looked towards a figure approaching along the path of Little Mirror Lake.
Clad in a wide robe and moving slowly, it was indeed Duan Zhengchun.
So Players watching from afar were startled.
"Wasn’t Duan Zhengchun captured by the Black Wind Village Chief? How has he co out now?"
"Could there be so sche of the Black Wind Village Chief behind this?"
"Now is our chance, we should risk rushing over to warn Qiao Feng, we might just expose the Black Wind Village Chief’s plot."
"Just afraid we won’t be able to get close."
"We can try, the Black Wind Village Chief’s Lion Roar Skill has less lethality beyond eighty ters, and his other thods can’t strike from such a distance. If we can get within a hundred ters and shout, with Qiao Feng’s hearing he should be able to hear us clearly."
A group of surviving Players spoke and imdiately so beca determined to prepare to take action.
Just then, Azhu, disguised as Duan Zhengchun, had also walked up to Qingshi Bridge, carrying on a conversation with Qiao Feng.
Qiao Feng’s expression was cold with a tinge of anger, and his words were vehent.
At that mont, another rumble of thunder sounded, and large drops of rain started splashing down.
Seven or eight Players had already quietly approached from three different directions.
Jiang Dali’s eyes flickered, and with a snicker, he casually scooped up a handful of pebbles from the ground.
Those seven or eight Players, getting close to a hundred ters and about to shout, could barely get their voices out when Jiang Dali’s arms vibrated, his wrist flicking continuously.
Swish, swish, swish—
Stone projectiles tore through the rain curtain and instantly hit all players who approached within a hundred ters.
"Ah—!"
Screams erupted suddenly.
Seven or eight players transford into white light and disappeared, directly killed in an instant.
Qiao Feng, who was talking with Duan Zhengchun, frowned and looked towards Jiang Dali, although he knew that provoking this man would affect his revenge, he still couldn’t help but ask, "Why did you kill these Abnormal People without any reason?"
Jiang Dali crossed his arms and chuckled, "These Abnormal People each have their own motives and rely on their Undying Bodies to disrupt our upcoming great battle. My warnings were useless, of course I had to show them how formidable I am."
Qiao Feng was speechless, then rembered that the Abnormal People indeed could not die. Their sneaking around now indeed was quite odd.
He imdiately stopped paying attention, raised his palm, and glared at Duan Zhengchun, "As a descendant, I must avenge the great injustices done to my parents and teachers. You killed my father, foster father, foster mother, and ntor—five people in total. I will hit you with five palms. After you take my five palms, whether you live or die, our grudge will be settled."
Duan Zhengchun gave a bitter smile, "My life for one palm, the retribution seems too light, I am deeply touched by your generosity."
Qiao Feng shouted coldly, "Then, take the palm."
He circled with his left hand, and with a whoosh, his right palm struck out.
Boom!—
Lightning flashed in the sky, as if another peal of thunder exploded, thunder bolstering the Palm Force. Qiao Feng’s palm turned into a Purple Lightning Golden Dragon, fiercely striking towards Duan Zhengchun.
However, Duan Zhengchun wore a smile on his face, suddenly opened his arms, not blocking but rather as if he was eager for death.
Qiao Feng was startled by this sight.
Just then, an ear-shattering laughter overpowered the thunderous rain curtain, and a bold silhouette suddenly flashed from beside, bending his arms in mont Golden Qi Force violently recoiled, transforming into an ancient Golden Bell Shield, which suddenly swelled.
"This palm, let take it!!"
Clang!—!
The Purple Lightning Golden Dragon furiously bombarded the expanding and rotating Golden Bell Shield around Jiang Dali’s body, emitting a thunderous roar.
The Sun and Moon Golden Bell Shield was imdiately indented deeply and almost collapsed and exploded by the palm.
Yet, that Golden Dragon Palm Force also dissipated in an instant.
Jiang Dali’s brawny body slightly swayed, unmoved; however, the green bricks under his feet cracked and shattered, his expression one of surprise as he looked toward the equally shocked and enraged Qiao Feng.
"Madman, why are you obstructing my revenge?"
Qiao Feng roared furiously.
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, "Indeed, what a fierce Palm Force, Qiao Feng, do you know who I am?"
Qiao Feng glared with rage, "No matter who you are, if you obstruct my vengeance at this mont, you are my sworn enemy in life and death!"
Jiang Dali roared with laughter, sensing the change on his panel. He spread his arms, and the Black Cloak whirled up, shattering the rain curtain, and he announced loudly, "Let tell you, I am the one nicknad Black Wind Village Chief. My underlings all call Leader. The Leader you’ve been seeking day and night, I am he!"
"What!?"
Qiao Feng’s heart trembled wildly, feeling incredulous and that sothing was amiss.
However, before he could think further.
He saw Jiang Dali suddenly roar, his montum climbing to the peak, and he swiftly executed a Palm Technique he was extrely familiar with, using both palms, Left Rush and Right Burst.
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Laozi knows them too! Take this palm!"
Roar!!!
A vast, tyrannical dragon’s chant suddenly erged from the sinews of Jiang Dali.
Up shake, down roar.
The trendous current of air madly converged in Jiang Dali’s hands.
Qiao Feng’s pupils constricted, and he shouted sharply, not hesitating to strike with his palm.
Roar!!!!!!!
The two dragons’ roars echoed across the sky, two vast Golden Dragons accompanying two figures charging out, tearing through the rain curtain and shockingly colliding under the gaze of countless astonished spectators.
"Brother Qiao!"
Azhu, who was disguised as Duan Zhengchun, couldn’t help but shout out...
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