Amidst gasps and shocked gazes, the tornado was about to engulf Li Chimei’s figure.
However, at that moment, Li Chimei’s body subtly sank down, following the fierce absorption force. Her slender, pale hands slowly reached out, seeming extremely slow, yet giving an unavoidable sensation, abruptly landing at two points within the tornado’s Qi Force.
Two sounds merged into one.
Instantly, seven consecutive, astonishing bursts of Qi Movement erupted.
Li Chimei’s face suddenly paled. As she groaned, her figure used this Qi Force to forcefully break free from the suction, utilizing the Charming Walk Technique. Her body, now light as weightless kite, swung out of the range of the tornado’s burst.
"Excellent movement technique!"
Jiang Dali’s body trembled, and he unexpectedly retreated a step, his expression showing surprise. He felt the seven successive bursts of palm power break through the suction range he had created with his Dragon Capturing Hand, causing the tornado’s Qi Force to collapse on the spot.
Amidst the dispersed Qi Force,
Li Chimei’s body rolled in mid-air.
Her palms lifted like butterflies flitting through flowers, interweaving as they flew toward him, and when they separated, one palm struck towards Jiang Dali’s face while the other targeted his chest. The moves were as rapid as thunder that doesn’t cover ears.
Jiang Dali felt as though his opponent had just flown out a moment ago.
The next moment, a flash blinded him.
He only had time to protect his cheeks; his chest took a hit.
His chest throbbed dully, and his Qi-Blood suddenly dropped a notch.
A "-113" number floated shakily above Jiang Dali’s head.
As he was about to use the Absorption Skill with his palm that protected his cheek, Li Chimei’s figure had already vanished in an instant, using the Charming Walk Technique to dodge as a lingering shadow.
"Hehehe, too slow, too slow. Your speed is too slow. Although you possess immense strength and formidable Cross Training skills, in my eyes, Li Chimei, you are nothing but a target!"
At the moment Li Chimei’s figure dodged as a residual image like a gust of wind, she stirred up a tempest around Jiang Dali, striking him with several fierce palms in an instant.
At this instant, he had pushed his physical abilities to the limit, and the "Heavenly Charm Condensing Yin" Technique was also driven to its extreme.
The faster this technique, the more ferocious the Inner Strength condensed.
Jiang Dali was half a beat slow to react. Before he could counterattack, he felt a sharp pain in his chest as the opponent’s sharp claws left a shallow scratch.
Qi-Blood dropped again, and a "-43!" number popped up above his head.
Furiously, he deployed the Thunder and Lightning Palm Technique. His palm technique was as fast as lightning, filling the half-space, aiming to strike in a clash before the opponent could leave.
The palms met solidly.
Jiang Dali felt the opponent’s palm power was extremely soft yet sinister, easily neutralizing his strong Inner Strength and quickly generating a repulsive force to escape, without confronting his Absorption Skill.
But by now, he had also noticed the opponent’s weakness.
Li Chimei’s speed was indeed very high, but her strength was relatively weaker.
She was only just able to hurt him by barely clashing with him using the strength of "Heavenly Charm Condensing Yin".
But now, he had changed since the earlier days.
After devouring and absorbing the pure and same-origin Beiming Divine Skill True Energy from Wuya Zi at Chessboard Mountain, he had used that pure Beiming True Energy to temper his body.
This had caused his physique to become stronger.
His Qi-Blood had increased to a terrifying level of 26,500 points.
And his True Energy had also risen to 18,000 points.
Although his Power Realm had not yet reached the Heavenly Human Realm, his body’s defensive power and Qi-Blood had become stronger.
Li Chimei’s attacks could injure him, but they were not fatal.
And although her speed was indeed very fast, his speed was also not slow now, always able to seize the moment to give a counterattack or two.
Unlike the damage done by Li Chimei when hitting him,
Every time he hit back, even if she could block in time, he could clearly see her blood bar, which was only half as long as his, suddenly drop a notch.
Clearly, Li Chimei’s casual and relaxed demeanor in combat was nothing more than a façade, an attempt to exert pressure on him.
Li Chimei didn’t know that Jiang Dali could clearly see her fluctuating blood bar above her head, directly penetrating her reality and bluffs, completely void of any psychological pressure.
Calming analyzing up to here,
Jiang Dali’s heart was already steadfast. Suddenly, he let out a wild roar, abandoning his defensive stance. His Inner Strength surged, and his whole body crackled with sounds as his muscles and membranes filled out.
In an instant, his body became as if cast from iron, entering a state where various Cross Training Techniques were executed simultaneously, fearlessly shouting provocatively.
"Li Chimei, your moves are too light, too light. Even with such high speed, in the eyes of Laozi, Jiang Dali, you are just a hopping clown!"
"Come on, hit harder. Did you forget to nurse from your wet nurse when you left the house today?"
Jiang Dali laughed heartily and taunted.
Li Chimei instantly became extremely angry and rapidly attacked. Being the only son in his family, raised by his wet nurse himself, how could he tolerate such an insult?
Amid his fury, Li Chimei’s attacks became even faster and fiercer, almost like a whirlwind splitting into eight parts.
However, as Jiang Dali laughed wildly, acting as if he was mad, he dodged nothing and took seven or eight hits before striking back and hitting Li Chimei.
As a result, Jiang Dali’s Qi-Blood instantly dropped by thousands.
Whereas Li Chimei was shaken such that her Qi-Blood fell by hundreds.
Jiang Dali remained fearless; as long as his throat wasn’t torn open, or other vital areas such as his heart attacked, he could withstand the damage of a few thousand Qi-Blood.