CHAPTER 923: CHAPTER 734: FIERCE BATTLE ON THE SEA, THE VILLAGE CHIEF’S SILHOUETTE

Swoosh of breaking wind—!

Dozens of long needles as thin as ox hair glimmered eerily, swiftly reflecting in Jiang Dali’s eyes.

His exterior suddenly manifested a thick and dignified Golden Bell Qi Shield as he flexed his arms.

Clang clang, a series of explosive sounds!

Most of the needles were blasted away by the Qi Shield, but two needles suddenly erupted with an "ing" sound that shook the spirit, piercing the Golden Bell Qi Shield and continued straight towards Jiang Dali’s eyes in an instant.

"Such powerful Breaking Gang Needle!!"

Jiang Dali suddenly bowed his head, his hard golden forehead directly "ding ding" knocked away the two needles.

At this moment, a sharp force akin to Coiling Silk Force filled the air, unusual movements lurking in the air, and the Fake Phoenix beneath emitted a frightened low chirp.

Jiang Dali let out a long roar, abruptly crossed his hands to form knife-like palms.

With a wave of his palms, two gigantic dragon-shaped Sword Aura rose whirling, stirring chaos with murderous intent charging skyward.

Roar!

Two golden dragon-like Saber Qi intertwine, slicing through the surrounding resolute threads as tough as steel and as sharp as swords with a moment’s tear.

But amid the dancing threads, a figure dashed like lightning to his side, a slender hand with red nails swiftly pressed against Jiang Dali’s solid back like a crane’s beak, sending Inner Strength surging into his body like waves.

So swift and unexpectedly, Jiang Dali had no choice but to let this palm hit him.

Clang!!—

The clothes on his back instantly shattered and exploded, revealing a well-defined tiger back. The spot where he was hit numbed, and using this impact, his tiger torso quickly separated from the Fake Phoenix, rushing towards the sea below.

"You struck too hard, that palm was at least eighty percent strength!"

Feeling the intense consumption of True Qi in his back, Jiang Dali flipped mid-air and shouted, employing the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms, spirals of Qi emerging from his limbs and body, defying logic with unbelievable ease of movement.

"Then I’ll add two more levels! Use one hundred percent strength!"

Whoosh!—

An exquisite face brimming with heroic spirit suddenly appeared above, the eyes revealing a charming yet majestic gaze that seemed to laugh while peering at Jiang Dali. With sleeves spread, ten fingers suddenly flicked open.

"ing!!"

Strong needle intent erupted, countless rain-like silver needles appeared in the air, spinning nimbly.

With fifteen meters of Heaven and Earth Power suddenly infused, they moved synchronously.

Dense piercing sounds accompanied by needle shadows like dots of light, surging like giant waves and devastating tides.

Instantly, the space before Jiang Dali fell into a field of light spots, and more soul-stirring was the solidifying, indestructible needle Qi accompanying the needle rain.

"Good!!"

Jiang Dali let out a wild shout, his accumulated True Qi suddenly surged fiercely, his distant palms cut horizontally and vertically, striking towards the core of the sky full of light spots.

Boom boom!—

Two sweeping eight-meter Saber Qi stretched across the long sky, tyrannically cutting and slicing vertically, like tearing through a curtain of rain to shatter the multitude of Breaking Gang Needle shadows.

Swoosh—!

Dongfang Bubai’s figure swiftly followed, two hands conjuring thousand-layered palm shadows, swinging arms like whips, wrapping attacks, immensely powerful, fist, palm, finger, claw—all come easily, engaging Jiang Dali in over thirty rapid exchanges. All fast against slow, not a shred of trickery.

Yet even though Jiang Dali was hit more than twenty times instantly, only a dozen strikes matched Dongfang Bubai’s speed.

In the Golden Bell Unbreakable Body State, he remained unharmed, whereas Dongfang Bubai, favoring light over heavy, took over ten of his hits, stirring his Qi-Blood fiercely.

Their fight grew more intense and faster, trading hard blows like mortal enemies, landing together on the sea surface.

Instantly, their fierce Qi Force impacted the sea, making the tides sink, air currents exploding with a thunderous roar, gigantic gusts wrapped with water droplets shooting in all directions, flying wildly, creating a disaster-like scene.

In the air, the Divine Phoenix and Fake Phoenix tangled and ripped at each other, starting a feather-plucking face-ripping mode, feathers flying all over and the birds constantly chirping.

Murong Qingqing wholly immersed herself in the surrounding battlefield, her slender hands fluttering like butterflies across the zither strings, plucking and pulling.

With each chord, the music formed, as if the Great Tide below were galloping like a thousand troops and horses, or a pack of hungry tigers and wolves, roaring forth.

Boom boom boom—

As dusk approached, amid the tides, two figures battled fiercely like surfers, back and forth.

Whenever Jiang Dali pushed with a palm, the waves stirred by the tide rose several meters high, like a wall, surging and mighty, breaking stones and splitting monuments.

And Dongfang Bubai’s figure danced like enchanting fairies on the tides, moving like ghostly smoke, constantly increasing speed, seemingly flying without touching the water.

Whenever Sunflower True Qi condensed water into ice needles, they densely pierced Jiang Dali, or evaporated water vapor like the blazing sun, causing a large mist that concealed the figure within.

One moved faster than lightning, the other with Qi Force like a mountain.

One is like a rock in the sea, unmovable by any winds, whether from the east, south, west, or north.

The other transforms into wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, as if turning into hundreds of entities, with an attack that is fast and incredibly dense.

A massive amount of True Qi is rapidly being consumed.

This rate of consumption nearly matches the time when Jiang Dali fought Jue Wushen.

Dongfang Bubai, a "three-high expert" with high mobility, high attack, and high speed, indeed restrains Jiang Dali, a hexagonal warrior with massive muscles, in a normal state.

Just the kite-flying tactic makes him extremely passive, and even using the Sky Dragon Seven Steps to pursue merely matches the opponent’s speed.

But... it’s just the conventional...

Boom!!——

A huge wave suddenly explodes ten meters high in the fierce Qi Force collision.

A stalwart figure and a tall figure intersect.

Jiang Dali enters the Destruction State, his form accelerating suddenly, Dragon Energy bursting from his face, the brilliance from his eyes seemingly piercing through the water curtain to lock onto Dongfang Bubai, who was passing like a ghost, his palm saber breaking through the water curtain, slicing towards Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai remains calm in the face of danger, Dragon Energy also appearing on his face, countering the intimidation. His red finger flicks, a light embroidery needle gracefully hooks backward, precisely sweeping the edge of Jiang Dali’s palm saber.

"Dang!" it rang.

The two pass by each other in the exploding wave.

Jiang Dali descends with a graceful leap, taking three steps as if descending an invisible staircase from the sky, arriving at the center of the swirling tide like a heavenly god descending to earth.

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan in mid-air is entranced, her eyes glinting with admiration as she repeatedly exclaimed "Great!"

Dongfang Bubai twists his waist sharply, his movements both graceful and elevated. His hands strike, one above and one below, left Yin and right Yang.

Boom!!

Sunflower True Qi bursts like the sun, a vast water curtain shakes open, water droplets detach and elongate like needles, spinning into spirals, ferociously piercing towards Jiang Dali.

"Hah!!"

Without turning back, Jiang Dali’s left hand wrapped the cloak into a Douluo Qi whirlwind, while his right hand slashed the palm saber, targeting Dongfang Bubai’s front chest.

"Shhh" it sounded.

The cloak shattered completely.

"Boom!"

Qi Force intersected, the palm saber and Dongfang Bubai’s swelling sleeves collided and separated.

The sleeves shattered.

Jiang Dali’s left hand was also numbed by the relentless needle force, his body shaken in the domineering body state, causing his legs to sink into the sea.

Dongfeng Bubai too skims over the water like a light feather, suddenly stepping onto the water surface, causing sky-high waves to rise, his face turning red with blood rushing, and in mid-air, he unfolds his folding fan and gently spins down.

In the sky, the zither sound timely transitions from the clangor of weapons to a soothing rhythm, subtly akin to the rhythmic beats against the beach during tide rise or fall, akin to a poetic water song of the tune.

Dongfang Bubai spins down, his feet touching the sea, making the water surface seem compressed into a depression, and "bang," his shoes couldn’t bear it and exploded, revealing a pair of fair feet.

He spat some blood, stabilizing the surging qi-blood, frowned, and looked at Jiang Dali who emerged from the water after exiting the Golden Bell Unbreakable Body state, with astonishment in his eyes.

"You’ve grown much stronger, yet you haven’t used your full strength."

"And you haven’t either!"

Jiang Dali let out a breath of impure qi, looked down at his tattered clothes full of needle holes like a sieve, then at the Iron Nail Bracelet with several needles stuck, shaking his head with a light smile, "Your speed may restrain me, but my Vajra Body equally restrains your sharp needle technique, however... the poison of Orochi is indeed not simple."

Dongfang Bubai snorted, looking at his entirely lost sleeve and said, "No need to comfort me, the poison of Orochi may be fierce, yet it can’t pose a fatal threat to you. But if you enter your final battle state, I can only flee."

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, "In this world, there are few in the same realm who can fight the village chief to this state. Those who can defeat the village chief, there’s none.

Dongfang, you should be satisfied. I didn’t expect your strength to always keep up with the chief’s shadow."

"Stop saying these insulting words. You merely have a higher martial arts talent than me."

Dongfang Bubai sneered, his feet tapping the water surface, his form flying back like a kite with the wind, like a wisp of smoke, crossing several tens of meters in just one lift, heading towards the beach.

"Great Qinggong!"

Jiang Dali smiled, executing the Heavenly Dragon Seven Forms, like a sea dragon emerging, causing giant waves and trenches on the sea, rushing towards the beach.

At that moment, young Zhang Wuji and others on the island, including some players, heard the commotion and came running, seeing Jiang Dali’s mighty and majestic figure leap onto the beach, all exclaimed in excitement and joy, enthusiastically rushing forward...

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