Roars of Black Tigers echoed throughout the wilderness.
The Black Tiger General commanded the Black Tiger as he fought indecisively with four swordsmen.
The sounds of swords clashing and tigers roaring spread far and wide.
This attracted the attention of many Players and Martial World people who had not yet dispersed.
Jiang Dali, cloaked in a black cloak, arrived, having heard the news.
All the onlookers made way for him as they saw him approaching.
Noticing his arrival, the four swordsmen fighting the Black Tiger General showed a slight change in their expressions. One of them, a big man with a full beard, shouted loudly,
"I’m a guest elder of the Qin Family Village in Yunzhou. This is our Yunzhou Qin Family Village’s family affair. I ask that others please not meddle in our village’s business."
As he spoke, his gaze particularly fixed on Jiang Dali while his saber did not slow down, striking fiercely towards the Black Tiger General.
With the four of them attacking together, the saber light whirled furiously and the Saber Qi surged, pressuring the Black Tiger General to the brink of danger, and the Black Tiger itself had already sustained multiple injuries.
This was not because the Black Tiger General was too weak, but because the four attackers were indeed powerful.
Among them, two were experts of the Outer Qi Realm and the other two were experts of the Inner Qi Realm. Their saber skills were grandiose and ruthlessly ferocious, famously known in the Martial World as the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber.
Some Players who were watching the sudden occurrence also took note of the name of the Yunzhou Qin Family Village.
They did not expect the swordsmen from this mountain village to be so tough.
They even dared to directly attack the Black Tiger General, who had just joined Black Wind Village.
Many Players’ eyes fell on Jiang Dali, eager to see how he would react, their looks filled with anticipation and zeal.
"Yunzhou Qin Family Village, that’s the mountain village known for the ancestral Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber, rumor has it that this generation has lost five moves, and is gradually being surpassed by the Fan family’s Eighty-One Forms of the Five Tigers Blade."
Jiang Dali crossed his arms over his chest, his expression indifferent. He glanced at the four swordsmen who were attacking and walked straight towards the battlefield.
The swordsmen immediately showed a slight change in their expressions.
They hadn’t expected Jiang Dali to be so disrespectful and still intervene in the affairs of the Qin Family Village.
The bearded big man who had spoken earlier once again issued a warning,"Black Wind Village Chief, this is the Qin Family Village’s business. Please do not interfere. This person is a traitor of our Qin Family Village. By accepting him, you are opposing our Qin Family Village."
Jiang Dali kept walking, calm as he said, "So what if I am opposing? Black Tiger has already been taken in by me and is now a part of Black Wind Village. Whoever hits my people, I, Jiang Dali, will hit back fiercely, and it won’t be an exception even if your village chief comes."
The Black Tiger General, who had been silent until then, was visibly moved.
"Black Wind Village Chief, you are being unreasonable!"
The four Qin Family Village swordsmen were infuriated, increasing their attack intensity towards the Black Tiger General.
"Didn’t you hear me say to stop!?"
Jiang Dali’s eyes flashed with a fierce killing intent, and the air around him seemed to freeze into ice.
He moved swiftly, his body ghost-like as he darted forward using the Gecko Wall Climbing movement technique, reaching in front of the injured Black Tiger and the Black Tiger General in an instant.
The swordsmen were shocked and hastily prepared to defend themselves.
However, Jiang Dali grabbed both hands.
He immediately seized both the Black Tiger General and the Black Tiger.
Both the man and the tiger were startled, their minds going blank. Why had their chief grabbed them?
Jiang Dali roared as he swung his arms.
Two massive forces surged along his bulging arm muscles.
Both the man and the tiger were flung out of the fight circle by his direct toss, creating a scene that was bizarrely comical yet shocking.
To tear tigers and split leopards with one arm, what enormous strength was this?
The swordsmen were even more bewildered, astonished by the fearsome power of the Black Wind Village Chief and perplexed by his complete disregard for conventions.
"Black Wind Village Chief, we show you respect, but this traitor from our Qin Family Village must be taken back by us today!"
The bearded swordsman bellowed, suddenly darting forward with a deceptive move.
Seeing this, the other three also charged fiercely, their sabers emitting deadly qi.
The swordsmen of the Qin Family Village, always vigorous and preferring to shatter rather than bend, were able to cultivate the Five Tigers Breaking Gate Saber that could slice metal like it was air. Even in the face of the Black Wind Village Chief, they were ready to fight.
"A saber is not used ! You haven’t even grasped the essence of the Five Tigers Saber Intent!"
Jiang Dali shook his head, bellowed loudly, and his body suddenly turned a color of Green Gold. His diaphragm swelled, and his skin tensed.
Instantly, his muscles and tendons twisted like pythons and dragons, appearing incredibly vigorous and fierce.
It was as if his body was not made of flesh, but supported by steel bars, filled with elastic rubber and rigid cement.
He suddenly roared, his voice echoing like a tiger’s roar or a dragon’s chant, as if piercing through metal and stone, frightening the four swordsmen simultaneously.
His palm turned into a blade, his arm filled with rigid, deadly power.
An intense Sword Intent burst forth violently from his hand blade.
The four Qin Family Village swordsmen were utterly shocked and terrified.
A swordsman who has comprehended Sword Intent versus one who hasn’t could elevate their saber technique qualitatively.
Instantly, the Saber Qi surged wildly.
A series of intense, raging metal clashing sounds erupted as each blade of light collided with Jiang Dali’s hand, seemingly a real treasure sword, shattering upon impact.