Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1068 - 842: Evil Disciple, Why Haven’t You Stabbed Him Yet!? (Monthly Ticket Bonus)

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Chapter 1068: Chapter 842: Evil Disciple, Why Haven’t You Stabbed Him Yet!? (Monthly Ticket Bonus)

"Well fought!"

Just as everyone was stunned by Master Mie Jue’s sudden action to reprimand her own disciple, a loud cheer rang out unexpectedly.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Zhang Wuji clapped vigorously, smiling amidst Master Mie Jue’s cold demeanor and Zhou Zhiruo’s startled expression, "Master Mie Jue truly lives up to her name, capable of extinguishing emotion. You even dare to slap your beloved disciple in front of all the heroes here, impressive! Now since this disciple has helped me, the demon child, why not eradicate her for righteousness’ sake? Show me how you purge evil and uphold justice."

"You!"

Master Mie Jue and Zhou Zhiruo changed color simultaneously.

The former felt provoked and roared with anger, while the latter was shocked by Zhang Wuji’s unfamiliar ruthlessness at the moment, feeling gloomy inside, knowing he truly didn’t remember her face from that night.

"Hmph! A demon child’s offspring is indeed a demon child, even at a young age, their words are so provoking."

Master Mie Jue’s face turned frosty. She quickly calmed down from her anger, knowing that this brat of hers must have misunderstood.

This kid definitely doesn’t recognize Zhou Zhiruo, otherwise, he wouldn’t be clapping and celebrating like this. Moreover, Zhou Zhiruo has only been brought down the mountain recently, and this kid has been overseas until now. But being a strong-willed sect leader by nature, she wouldn’t show her error now and would compensate later.

At this moment, the infatuated Song Qingshu nearly crawled into the scene, begging Master Mie Jue to forgive Zhou Zhiruo.

This spineless behavior immediately made all the Wudang disciples, including his father Song Yuanqiao, look displeased, feeling embarrassed.

Master Mie Jue took the opportunity to ease the situation, coldly staring at Zhang Wuji, "Zhiruo is kind-hearted, she just reminded you to be careful, yet you, the demon child, do not know gratitude but repay kindness with hate. Just as the father so the mother, truly all from the same bunch."

"Shut up, you nun!"

Zhang Wuji hated people bringing up his parents and his master, who taught him to be a man of integrity. The nun before him spoke relentlessly against his master and even brought up his parents repeatedly, making him furious. He roared loudly, and his entire body turned a faint golden hue.

"Boom!"

His palm faced the wind, vigorous as if grinding a millstone, yet cunningly extending shadowy claw-like movements towards Master Mie Jue, fierce energies surged forth.

"This is... Golden Body Skill!"

"And Big Stone Breaking Hand... No, it seems somewhat like Second Brother’s Tiger Claw Extinction Hand."

"The ruthless Black Wind Village Chief was renowned for his Golden Body Skill, how could Zhang Wuji have learned it?"

"Golden Body Skill, though rare, is just mid-level cross-training martial art from the Western Vajra Sect, not unique to the Black Wind Village Chief."

The martial heroes in attendance recognized the origins of Zhang Wuji’s cross-training technique upon seeing the faint golden hue emitted from his body, sparking debate.

The Wudang heroes, in particular, were astonished at Zhang Wuji’s execution of the hand movements resembling Tiger Claw Extinction Hand, especially Yu Lianzhou who observed with glittering eyes, feeling perplexed by the skillful blend of ferocity and intensity from Tiger Claw alongside the raw power from Big Stone Breaking Hand.

This was undoubtedly the unique Secret Art from the Great Strength Vajra Claw taught by Jiang Dali.

However, among the Martial World people present, only a few like Master Mie Jue and Wudang heroes had seen Black Wind Village Chief in action.

Even those who had seen Black Wind Village Chief’s methods couldn’t clearly discern his techniques, Master Mie Jue had lost to him in a mere couple of moves, how could she recognize the origins of Great Strength Vajra Claw?

Just as the crowd was puzzled, Master Mie Jue engaged Zhang Wuji with a shout, "Bold!"

Zhang Sanfeng, observing Zhang Wuji’s display of power and skill, felt reassured, intending to see his child Wuji’s martial background, hence did not intervene immediately.

In a flash, the two had already engaged in three rounds of battle with Gang Qi Realm strength.

Many spectators inside the hall were astonished, watching the bare-handed Zhang Wuji fight Master Mie Jue to a standstill, beyond expectation and doubtlessly capable.

Despite Master Mie Jue’s decline in power after losing the Heavenly Sword, she remained at the peak of Gang Qi, her martial arts expertise was at an exceptional level, far from ordinary.

Amidst the crowd’s amazement, a ferocious energy erupted from the scene.

As the two figures intertwined, Master Mie Jue’s sword danced with countless shadows, sweeping towards Zhang Wuji like liquid mercury.

Zhang Wuji bellowed, shaking himself, using the Iron Plate Bridge, his body tilted backward avoiding the sword energy effortlessly, then twisted his waist and legs, drawing back and pushing forth, leveraging the strength from ten toes, propelling himself up like a cannonball, abruptly striking towards Master Mie Jue’s chest.

"Boom!!"

The impact sent wild energy rushing forth.

Master Mie Jue’s complexion turned white upon previously experiencing the profound unmatched Inner Strength of Zhang Wuji, even though unbelievable, she realized her Inner Strength was inferior and resisted was futile.

In haste, she shouted, swiftly attacking with the sword hilt instead to meet Zhang Wuji’s fist head-on.

The sword hilt’s short-range might was swiftly executed with exceptional battle experience, the observing crowd yelled in admiration.

"Clang" with a loud shock!

Suddenly separated, Master Mie Jue’s sword-holding hand felt numbed, nearly letting go of the sword, flipping backward. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Zhang Wuji roared angrily pursuing, suddenly throwing a punch wielding the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the fiercely blazing Nine Yang True Qi exploded, smashing into Master Mie Jue’s right shoulder.

Boom!

He felt the powerful punch land on Master Mie Jue’s shoulder’s thick muscles sensing her shoulder tremble, as if having sentience resisting twisting, the fist inadvertently slipped aside only partially impacting.

Even so, the Nine Yang True Qi invaded her meridians, causing Master Mie Jue to stumble, spitting blood as her longsword dropped from her hand, the shoulder crunching with pain, nearly dislocating, the struck area led to severe pain extending downward, the right side numbed, her inner Qi-Blood churned.

Her martial arts heavily relied on her swordsmanship, while her Inner Strength although robust, couldn’t match Zhang Wuji’s Nine Yang True Qi which was attained through Jiang Dali’s personal infusion of Primordial Essence with the Breaking Realm Pearl.

The hall erupted in astonishment.

The disciples from various sects didn’t foresee Master Mie Jue’s rapid defeat and embarrassing plight, Zhang Wuji had far exceeded their expectations.

Even Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, not because of Zhang Wuji defeating Master Mie Jue, but the Inner Strength Zhang Wuji burst forth, unmistakably the Nine Yang Divine Skill!

"Nine Yang Divine Skill!? You actually know the Nine Yang Divine Skill!?"

At this moment, Master Mie Jue also realized, blood at the corners of her mouth, glaring at Zhang Wuji in shock and wrath, "Thief! What is your relationship with that old crook!?"

"Master!"

Now, Zhou Zhiruo and the Emei disciples, startled, rushed over to support Master Mie Jue.

Zhou Zhiruo drew her sword with a clang in front of Master Mie Jue, sorrowful eyes focusing on Zhang Wuji, she cried, "Do you really not recognize me? That day outside Luoyang City in the broken temple..."

Zhang Wuji looked perplexed, his gaze fixating on Zhou Zhiruo, sniffing the faint familiar fragrance emitting from her, suddenly awakening, "It’s you!?"

Master Mie Jue’s expression changed suddenly, glaring at Zhou Zhiruo yelling, "Evil Disciple! Why haven’t you stabbed that thief yet!?"

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