Free Web NovelChapter 1665: Chapter 1283-1284: Wuming’s Martial Arts Legend at Forty Percent Power! [Monthly Ticket Bonus]
Jiang Dali’s tiger-like eyes gleamed with brilliance as he stared unblinkingly at Wu Ming, calmly smiling, "Since befriending the senior, I have only witnessed the power of your hand, but have yet to personally experience the might of the Martial Arts Legend. I wonder if the senior’s forty percent of power could give me an eye-opener?"
Wu Ming also deeply gazed at Jiang Dali, and upon seeing the battle intent in his eyes, his thoughts drifted far away, seemingly returning to his youth, full of reckless attempts to challenge the world with his sword, eager to compete upon encountering experts.
However, days have passed since then.
The youthful fervor for fighting has long quieted down with fame and glory, no longer pursuing battles, reputation, or gains, instead seeking anonymous tranquility, but as long as one is in the Martial World, they are swept along. Even if he desires calm, Shakyamuni would certainly not let him be...
He gently breathed in, looking toward Jiang Dali.
"You specialize in a heavy and stable combat approach, falling short in agility and variations. If the strong you encounter are inferior to you, it’s fine; but if they are equal or surpass you, your heavy stability becomes a hindrance!"
As soon as he spoke, Wu Ming suddenly moved, his figure swift as Jifeng, arriving about ten feet to Jiang Dali’s right side, his fingers forming a sword, vibrating violently like a sword tip, wavering between thrusting and retreating.
His sudden action instantly made Po Jun, who had been eagerly anticipating Wu Ming’s move, brighten his eyes.
In a flash, Jiang Dali felt as if countless dense sword fingers appeared before him, covering the sky and earth, piercing toward him. Pain surged in the many key acupoints of the governor and conception vessels, feeling locked and sealed, unable to grasp Wu Ming’s sword path.
"Good!"
Jiang Dali shouted loudly, his arms suddenly bending, as the protective True Qi of the Divine Demon Golden Body was immediately raised from the Dantian, causing his muscles to swell violently, and his whole body’s Qi Force burst forth like a surging Golden Bell Qi Shield, facing the dense sword fingers.
Yet in that instant, the many sword fingers, initially undecided on thrusting or withdrawing, suddenly disappeared.
"This is... transformation!"
Wu Ming’s expression was calm, effortlessly using the skill of exchanging Powerful Energy for speed, one finger turning into two, two fingers generating four Sword Qi, targeting Jiang Dali’s key acupoints: Ren Ying, Shen Que, Qi Sea, and Jiuwei.
This sudden change of sword moves was indeed "using the environment," "teaching according to material," and magnificently demonstrated the superior eye power of Wu Ming, once a Martial Arts Legend.
Only because the transformation of this swordsmanship had reached a realm of responding to all changes with unchangeability.
Though seemingly proactive, it was actually not yet executed, inducing Jiang Dali to react first, and then responding with a sword technique to break the move based on his reaction, even more solitary than the Dugu Nine Swords created by the Dugu Sword Demon.
For when Jiang Dali entered the Divine Demon Golden Body State, not only did his body achieve Returning to Truth level 2 domineering body state, but also entered Returning to Truth level 1 Blood Lock, Strong Body, and the Not Attack title with defensive enhancements, akin to an unbreakable iron fortress.
Nevertheless, due to the low realm of his current Divine Demon Golden Body, his Martial Arts state effects have not reached their peak, allowing Wu Ming to pinpoint these "weak" spots in less than a thousandth of a breath, precisely striking the vital points.
"Bang! Clang! Clank! Dong!" Four distinct sounds suddenly exploded.
Wu Ming’s action was swift as wind and lightning, his speed too fast for Jiang Dali to react, only feeling the newly formed Protective Aura Shield suffering heavy blows.
The weak positions of the shield at Ren Ying, Qi Sea, and Jiuwei, impacted by the sword fingers, exploded with a sound akin to metal crashing, the shield dented and warped, as if each strike from Wu Ming’s fingers was like a heavy hammer pounding down hard...
At the fourth strike, the shield suddenly dented to its extreme and collapsed.
Wu Ming pointed a finger.
Jiang Dali felt a sudden pain at the Shen Que acupoint located at the navel, impacting his intercostal nerves, vibrating his intestines and bladder, making him experience a strong urge to urinate.
Yet his reaction was extremely swift, as he suddenly expanded his chest and inhaled, causing his abdomen to rapidly contract inward.
Crackle pop!!!——
His muscles and bones across his body, under intense suction, all tensed and contracted inward, tightly knotted like a highly precise, interlocking steel machine, the immense suction along with the surrounding purple light suddenly expanded from the embrace between his arms, forming a collapse-like suction field on the surrounding space!
Absorption Skill——Sea Accepts All Rivers!
Swoosh!——
Wu Ming’s long black hair involuntarily floated forward in disarray, and the sword fingers withdrawn but an inch momentarily stagnated, pulling irresistibly toward Jiang Dali, as if casting the entire body into a terrifying force field...
The most terrifying thing was even the ’spirit’ started being pulled, feeling like it was leaving the body, a chaotic mess, like a headless fly caught in a whirlwind, dizzy and unable to escape.
At this critical moment, Wu Ming’s response was rather the Sky Sword Sword Heart, calmly aligning, allowing the Essence Qi within to wildly flow toward Jiang Dali, his fingers moving, the Sword Intent again undergoing transformation, suddenly intertwining with sword shadows, and countless intersecting sword lights flashed across in the air.
