This is precisely because Jiang Dali relied on sheer brute strength as well as the eye power he had just exercised to forcefully Break the Array.
Most people, even if they had eye power like his, would struggle to have such terrifyingly powerful and vigorous palm strikes, capable of breaking open a boulder and causing the Array to suffer collateral damage and reveal flaws.
That flaw appeared only for an instant.
Jiang Dali saw the Purple-clothed woman flash by and suddenly his neck veins bulged as he fiercely placed his palms on Wang Yuyan’s ears, caught off guard, squeezing the flesh on either side of her face towards the center into one mass, and his mouth opened wide.
The deep and majestic roar, filled with madness, exploded in the air in an instant, sounding like a huge bell and causing echoes throughout the mountains, spreading like a terrifying wave of sound.
Immediately, a stifled scream from a woman came from outside.
The surrounding bamboo forest scene abruptly stilled; the vague changing scenery also came to a halt, and the endless bamboo forest in front of their eyes was nothing more than seven or eight bamboo shadows and huge boulders.
The sound waves rolled past like ripples of a tide.
Instantly, the bamboos trembled and exploded into pieces, bamboo leaves scattered, and the boulders let out a thunderous noise as stone dust was furiously sprinkled around.
The several Players in the woods immediately cried out in agony, all collapsing to the ground, their blood bars plummeting.
At that moment, several who could not endure it cried out loud.
"Aaahhh!!! Black Wind King, we are loyal servants! We’re not traitors!"
"Stop yelling, I’m about to burst ahhhh!!!"
Jiang Dali snorted coldly and shut his mouth, completely ignoring the angry look from Wang Yuyan in his arms who was almost jumping up to hit someone. With a loosen of his hands, he leapt down from the Demon Hawk, his form as fast as lightning quickly arrived before the Purple-clothed woman, Xiao Chacha, and reached out to grab her directly.
Xiao Chacha uttered a low shout, suddenly flicking her wrist, and the bright sword light flashed like a glimpse of a startled swan, a sword stroke as elegant and indifferent as an ink painting, stabbing towards Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali coldly shouted, directly hooking his fingers and reaching out, easily and accurately grasping the sword blade with a flick of his hand.
Xiao Chacha’s expression changed, the sword immediately flew out of her hand, and her arm was almost dislocated by the shock.
The next moment a palm directly swooped in, tapping her on the chest and shoulder twice.
Xiao Chacha let out a stifled groan, and suddenly her entire body including her arms felt numb, only her legs had a bit of strength left, and she stood stiffly on the spot, staring coldly at Jiang Dali.
Jiang Dali withdrew his hand with a smile, "Miss Xiao, you are a smart person. I know you are passionate and that you still have a Poison Pill in your mouth, but I think you wouldn’t just commit suicide so easily, right?"
Xiao Chacha blinked, her tone gentle, "Are you after the South Sea Strange Book?"
Jiang Dali nodded slightly, his tone mocking and curious, "I have long heard of the three great skills of palm, fist, and sword from the South Sea Sect; renowned for their wondrous Martial Arts. The South Sea Strange Book even contradicts the Martial Arts of the Central Plains, belittling them as worthless. If such Martial Arts exist, I really do want to see for myself whether they truly stand above those from Central Plains, leading alone in splendor, or if it’s all just a grandiose reputation. Afterwards, you may leave in peace. Nary a soul, including the Sea God Dragon, can lay a finger on you."
Xiao Chacha’s gaze fixed on Jiang Dali’s face, with a slight smile.
Her smile was extraordinarily different from others’, as every nuanced facial expression seemed controlled—her eyes, eyebrows, cherry lips, and the deep dimples on her jade cheeks all combined into one, like a myriad of differently colored flowers blooming together, forming an incomparable charm that was truly city-topping, heart-stealing, and brimming with allure.
The power to entice and captivate seemed to be contained within that smile, making one’s heart pound erratically.
Even Jiang Dali was momentarily entranced, his gaze fixed and mind blank for an instant.
But in an instant the Nine Yang Marrying Robe True Qi within him stirred, and he instantly regained clarity, his expression turning cold, "Bewitching Technique!?"
Jiang Dali suddenly bellowed, using the Lion Roar Skill, instantly causing Xiao Chacha to nearly faint, her eyes white, and the Bewitching Technique was easily broken.
"Hmph!" Jiang Dali narrowed his eyes and furrowed his eyebrows, recalling the scene when he first saw this woman and was amazed, he snorted coldly, "Miss Xiao, you repeatedly use such tactics in front of me, Jiang, which really seems to underestimate me. To me, beauty is but a passing cloud. Therefore, I must be impolite."
Jiang Dali reached out with a large hand, directly grabbing towards Xiao Chacha’s body...
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