Potential Points had reached an astounding total of 23,112.
Jiang Dali pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing slightly, and then he directly consumed 4,000 Cultivation Points and 3,240 Potential Points.
He raised his "Golden Body Skill," which was at the 5th Realm, and "Thirteen Grand Protectors Horizontal Training Skill," which was at the 4th Realm, to the 6th and 5th Realms, respectively.
Because he had made some progress in these two skills through actual combat and self-cultivation,
he was able to consume fewer Potential Points than usual, but the Cultivation Points were indispensable.
At the moment when the realms of these two skills were raised,
Jiang Dali felt his understanding and insight into both skills deepen.
Many techniques related to body tempering and the skills required for initiating and circulating force flooded into his mind, enabling him to better understand and grasp his own body and to have a clearer understanding of Cross Training Martial Arts.
This kind of martial understanding was something he had never experienced in his previous life as a player.
As a player, when Martial Arts progressed, they simply progressed.
At best, some messages would appear in the mind, indicating the feelings experienced at the time of the progression.
For example, "You have comprehended Iron Cloth Shirt Skill. The training method for the Iron Cloth Shirt Skill is as follows: first, wrap the chest and back with soft cloth for several rounds, then rub and massage with force, and frequently bend and stretch the elbows and arms, making the chest expand and contract. At night, it is advisable to use a hard wooden board as a bed, so that the bones are often in contact with hard objects, and over time, become more solid. The initial practice is quite painful, but over time, the muscles and bones become more resilient..." and so on.
Such messages would linger in the mind for a while and then fade away on their own.
At first, the players might find it interesting and even take note, practicing it.
But as time went on and they saw little effect, naturally, they wouldn’t continue practicing.
Moreover, regarding Martial Arts Skills, the spoken formula is one thing, the method of practice another, and fighting yet another matter entirely.
Thus, in his previous life, although Jiang Dali was a disciple of Hua Mountain, because he was also merely a player, he had not truly delved into Martial Arts, and upon rebirth, did not inherit any Martial Arts.
But in this life, as he researched more deeply, he felt as if he had opened the door to a whole new world.
At least now, every time he improved in various Martial Arts, he would earnestly study and understand the techniques, the key points, and the profound meanings.
Then he would find ways to make them his own, deepening his impression of Martial Arts.
As a result, he could now integrate some of the skills from Dragon Subduing Twenty-Eight Palm into the Giant Spirit Divine Palm, expressing his own ideas.
At this moment, as new insights emerged and his Martial Arts Realm improved, Jiang Dali felt his body also benefiting from the adjustments.
His Qi-Blood increased by another 200, bringing his maximum Qi-Blood to a total of 8,300 points.
The hidden defensive power displayed on the panel also reached over 20, and with just his body’s terrifying defense alone, he had surpassed First-grade Armor; with the addition of Inner Strength, he would be even stronger.
Without any further hesitation, Jiang Dali surmised that Ren Woxing and others must have already gone to Secret Valley by now. He pressed the eagle’s head, driving the Demon Hawk to fly once more towards the top of Heimu Cliff.
a black eagle swept across the top of Heimu Cliff.
Having already scoped out the situation, Jiang Dali’s figure executed a flip in the air and landed steadily in the courtyard where the great battle had erupted before.
At this moment, the courtyard was littered with corpses, with a multitude of Sun and Moon Divine Sect disciples’ bodies strewn about, the stench of blood overpowering, a scene of extreme carnage.
Jiang Dali narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked toward the depths of the hall.
With a flourish of his cloak, he strode towards the interior like a dragon.
Left turns, right turns.
After passing through the hall, he finally arrived at a rockery and pavilion in an inner courtyard.
Jiang Dali’s eyes narrowed, his gaze falling upon a man-made cave entrance in the rockery.
Just then, a leisurely applause came from behind the rockery.
A young man with a handsome appearance walked out from behind the rockery. He was dressed in purple Strong Clothes and carried a calm and gentle demeanor. At first glance, he seemed like a well-educated scholar, devoid of the rough temperament of a warrior, with clear and bright eyes smiling at Jiang Dali.
"Black Wind Village Chief, I’ve been awaiting your esteemed arrival for quite some time."
The cold corners of Jiang Dali’s mouth under his mask also lifted into a smile, "Just with you?"
At that moment, a cold snort sounded like thunderstorm in the courtyard, and suddenly a figure appeared, landing and standing beside the young man.
"If we add me, Qin Weibang, to the mix, how about it? Taking down a mere robber leader like yourself, wouldn’t that suffice?"
Jiang Dali was at first taken aback upon seeing the man dressed in black and belted in yellow, but upon hearing his name, Qin Weibang, he couldn’t help but smile coldly and mockingly.
"I wondered who it was, dressed in the elder’s garb of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect. It turns out it’s you, the loyal dog Qin Weibang.
I wonder if your power surpasses Tong Baixiong, or is it that you’re better at fawning over others than Tong Baixiong? After all, he’s just a Wind Thunder Hall Master, and yet you can be an elder?"
(Today’s update is 8,800 characters, asking for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets, I will try to write more and update in the wee hours.)