Free Web NovelChapter 1671: Chapter 90: Clash! The Might of a First-grade
During the retreat, the sleeve of the Nine Layers Mountain Master’s right arm exploded, sending bits of cloth flying, revealing a muscular, burly arm.
The two stopped moving, met each other’s gaze, and saw a fleeting shock in their eyes.
Staring at Jiang Ning, a chill ran through his heart.
That punch, he hadn’t used his full power.
But who was he?
He was the Dragon Head of the Eighteen Dragon Heads.
A trip to the Royal Capital and the decades-long warrant of the Eighteen Dragon Heads was completely lifted.
His strength was impressive even among the ranks of First-Grade Powerhouses.
As the Dragon Head of the Eighteen, his physical body was exceptionally strong.
The punch just now, even without full strength, wasn’t one that a typical First-Grade could withstand.
Much less take it with only the physical body.
Moreover, Jiang Ning’s performance was even beyond his own in this direct confrontation.
How could this not shock him?
Compared to the Nine Layers Mountain Master at this moment, Jiang Ning was also secretly surprised.
Upon seeing the Nine Layers Mountain Master, he sensed the physical strength.
The punch confirmed his intuition.
He knew well of his strong physical strength.
Vajra Immortal Body had completed six breakthroughs on the basis of Perfection, and he also possessed the Great Sun Divine Body, with Black Dragon Swallowing Whale Skill having completed five breakthroughs.
The physical body was overwhelmingly strong.
Though he hadn’t unleashed all his strength in that punch.
He already had confidence that a typical First-Grade would be directly blasted away by him.
Facing the Nine Layers Mountain Master, it only made him retreat three steps.
"When did the world see such a powerhouse?" He felt some doubt.
"Good strength!" The Nine Layers Mountain Master exhaled, his voice like thunder.
His mouth under the black scarf seemed to smirk: "Again!"
His voice was bold, echoing through the mountain forest.
With the sound, the Nine Layers Mountain Master approached again like a fierce tiger pouncing on prey, launching dual fists, fist shadows like mountains, each strike carrying mountain-cracking force.
Jiang Ning also punched, with fists and palms interchanging, the hot gale and fierce energy continuously collided, shaking the entire canyon into ceaseless rumble.
Their movements were swift, exchanging dozens of rounds in an instant.
The sounds of fists and kicks clashing were like drumming huge drums, surging waves scraped deep scars on surrounding cliffs.
Chen Canghai and Jing Wuming had already retreated dozens of feet away, the powerful wind pressure still made them hard to breathe, their hearts full of shock.
This level of physical combat power had far surpassed the typical First-Grade range.
Especially Chen Canghai, he was immensely shocked.
He had been a Unity Realm powerhouse, had experience in battles with First-Grade powerhouses.
He knew very well, among the powerful he faced, none could match the two today.
Even at his peak, in such a clash, he would be instantly blasted like a sandbag, powerless to resist.
Yet these two, fought till now, still displaying purely the strength of their physical bodies.
The true strength of a First-Grade Martial Artist had yet to display.
"How old is the Marquis? To have such strength! Such a powerful body!! No wonder the Marquis hasn’t shown the effects of Curse Killing Skill!"
"Who’s the Nine Layers Mountain Master? Even supreme powers so-called top might be just like this!"
"When did the world see such a figure?!!"
Watching the storm-like physical combat ahead, countless thoughts flashed through Chen Canghai’s mind.
After several moves, the two separated once again.
Jiang Ning’s breath was steady, breathing smoothly.
The Nine Layers Mountain Master’s mouth seemed to smirk under the black scarf.
"Exhilarating!"
"Truly exhilarating!!"
"Haven’t had such an exhilarating fist and foot combat in a long time!!"
"Marquis can keep even with me, no wonder Curse Killing Skill hasn’t affected the Marquis."
After speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, tearing the black scarf off his face.
Revealing a sharp-featured, stiff-jawed face, a beard like a spear, and eyes like torches.
Seeing this unfamiliar face, Jiang Ning felt puzzled.
"Marquis, do you not recognize me?" The Nine Layers Mountain Master couldn’t help but ask.
"Do I need to recognize you?" Jiang Ning replied.
Nine Layers Mountain Master: "..."
Realizing Jiang Ning’s words seemed genuine, he felt a bit helpless and at a loss.
Among the world’s powerhouses, none don’t know him.
But thinking about Jiang Ning’s age, he also felt relieved.
"I am the Dragon Head of the Eighteen Dragon Heads."
"Dragon Head?!" Jiang Ning’s eyes sharpened.
"Xingyun, Xiao Feng, you all take your masks off!" Dragon Head spoke to the six behind him.
Once he finished speaking.
The six behind Dragon Head removed their masks.
In an instant, Jiang Ning recognized three of them.
The ones he had met several times in Dongling City like Long Xingyun.
The ones he had dealings with in Yang Lake Grotto Heaven like Long Xiaofeng.
And the Nine River Dragon, Wang Wenzong.
Wang Wenzong looked at Jiang Ning, his eyes awkwardly moved aside.
At Zhuge Manor, facing Ji Mingzhou, Wang Wenzong retreated without fighting, leaving Jiang Ning and others to face Ji Mingzhou of Cross Immortal Gate.
At this moment, looking at Jiang Ning, he felt unnatural.
It always lingered as he breached the agreement.
Jiang Ning’s gaze swept over them and then fell on the Dragon Head ahead.
His doubts were instantly resolved.
He was puzzled about when the world quietly produced such a master.
Now he understood, the man before him was the renowned Dragon Head of the Eighteen Dragon Heads.
He had heard this title numerous times before.
He already knew.
Among the Eighteen Dragon Heads, the Dragon Head was the only one who entered Martial Arts First Grade.
He hadn’t understood what it meant at first.
Later, having some understanding of Martial Arts First Grade, he knew how incredible the Dragon Head was.
Because the Eighteen Dragon Heads, each had overly strong physical bodies.
Excessively strong physical bodies inevitably lead to strong Qi-blood.
With Qi-blood too strong, the Essence, Qi, and Spirit couldn’t balance, hence couldn’t step into First Grade.
The Dragon Head in this condition stepping into First Grade was enough to prove the greatness.
This encounter made him truly feel the strength of the Eighteen Dragon Heads.
In the recent confrontation, he hadn’t used full strength.
However, the Dragon Head clearly hadn’t used full strength either.
The real power level of this Dragon Head, he wasn’t sure.
This was his second confrontation with a Martial Arts First-Grade powerhouse.
The last one was the old servant of Prince Pingjian who he considered even as half a foe.
Old age and physical decline, dwindling Qi-blood, nearing end of life.
His prowess was long past its peak.
Facing this Eighteen Dragon Head, regarded as his first real battle with a Martial Arts First Grade.
At this moment, Dragon Head locked eyes with Jiang Ning.
"Marquis, I honestly have no intention to become your enemy."
He paused, continued: "This interception of your Guangning Prefecture convoy was commissioned by a Cave Heaven Blessed Land. They asked me to test if the curse killing skill was affecting you. Marquis’ belongings are intact on the mountain, and will be brought to you shortly."
"Although I accepted the commission from that Cave Heaven Blessed Land, I actually have no desire to be an enemy of Marquis, I kept postponing these days. This time’s robbery of Marquis’ goods couldn’t be postponed any longer."
"Now I’m confessing truthfully, hoping Marquis won’t hold past grudges."
With that, Dragon Head cupped his hands towards Jiang Ning, expressing apology.
"Which Cave Heaven Blessed Land commissioned you?" Jiang Ning asked.
"I don’t know!" Dragon Head shook his head, continued: "They met with me without revealing their true selves."
"You injure my subordinates, and with just these few words, you want to settle this?" Jiang Ning said calmly.
Seeing Jiang Ning’s gaze, Dragon Head gritted his teeth secretly.
Then in his hand, light flashed, white light flickered, a brocade box appeared in his hand.
"Marquis, inside is a five-hundred-year-old Mystic Heart Fruit, as apology, hoping Marquis won’t hold past grudges."
He spoke, tossing the brocade box toward Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning raised his hand to catch it, then opened the box to take a look.
Inside lay a red-orange, translucent fruit.
"Not enough!" He said.
Then closed the brocade box in his hand.
Upon hearing, Dragon Head gritted his teeth again.
He knew, without shedding more blood, Jiang Ning wouldn’t agree.
He had no intention of being an enemy of Jiang Ning now.
