In the neatly tidied room,
Wang Yuyan’s eyes darted around as she observed Jiang Dali’s tightly intertwined muscles, feeling as if the air she breathed was filled with a strange, intense aroma that made her knees weak.
Her ears, neck, and face began to visibly redden rapidly; she almost bit her lip to force herself to step forward.
Following Jiang Dali’s instructions on the cultivation route, she dipped her brush in ink and drew lines on his imposing body.
This was just a simple task.
But by the time Wang Yuyan had finished, she was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily, so she simply closed her eyes and dared not look any longer.
Upon seeing Wang Yuyan’s shame and embarrassment that made her want to flee the room, Jiang Dali sighed inwardly.
The native women of the Mixed Martial Arts World, compared to the players, were still far too conservative. He had merely shown his strong upper body, which was enough to affect Wang Yuyan so profoundly.
Even if it weren’t for his firm request, the girl probably wouldn’t have dared to stay in the room to do such things.
If Duan Yu were here to see this situation, it would probably break his heart.
"Have you finished drawing?"
Wang Yuyan’s cheeks turned so red it was almost feverish, her long eyelashes trembled as she spoke in a shaky voice,
"Village chief, you, you can now start your cultivation."
Jiang Dali’s eyes narrowed, and he bent his arms, causing his bones to crack loudly as his muscles swelled, releasing a sound akin to a dragon’s roar, a tiger’s howl, and the quivering of an Iron Cloth Shirt. His skin instantly turned an iron-blue color, appearing as tough as sheets of iron.
"This is my Iron Cloth Shirt state,"
Jiang Dali declared in a deep voice.
Wang Yuyan took a deep breath, opened her eyes, and suppressed her embarrassment to carefully observe the ink lines on Jiang Dali’s body, which had shifted due to his cultivation.
Even touching the altered lines with her fingers, her gaze gradually revealing contemplation.
Jiang Dali let out a low growl; the muscles in his throat visibly bulged, sounding as if a steel wire was being violently flung into the air, his breathing causing the air to tremble.
His body shifted slightly, his skin tightened, and veins under his skin emerged prominently, winding around his body like chains, giving the feeling of iron sheeting wrapped around elastic rubber.
"This is the Thirteen Grand Protectors Cross Training State!"
Wang Yuyan pointed her finger, her fierce Finger Technique powered by the strength of two cycles, capable of piercing gold and stone, yet when it struck Jiang Dali, it made a "bang" sound.
His skin dented inward, but inside it felt as if it were filled with cotton, rubber, and springs, instead emitting a fierce rebound that knocked Wang Yuyan’s finger away.
"Watch my Golden Body Skill now!"
With a low shout, Jiang Dali shook his arms, forming a figure eight with his hands as he activated his skill, extending to both sides.
Almost simultaneously, his entire skin turned a pale gold color, exuding a sense of indestructible firmness, his breath emitting a sound as grand as a large bell.
Wang Yuyan’s fists and palms changed, pointing thirty-six times midair, which turned into thirty-six afterimages that suddenly merged into one and struck Jiang Dali.
Thirty-Six Paths of Returning Wind and Brushing Willow Swordsmanship.
The thirty-six impacts burst out almost simultaneously.
Yet Jiang Dali merely trembled, a golden Qi Force repelling Wang Yuyan’s palm.
Wang Yuyan gasped, her footing shaky as she stepped back.
The embroidered shoes under her feet burst open, several toes poking through white socks and breaking the wooden floor beneath.
Though neither had used their full strength,
even such a test, far superior to the abilities of common Martial World people, was enough to cause great damage to the surrounding furnishings.
"Not bad, your practical fight ability has improved somewhat. Even in pain, you didn’t interrupt the flow of your true Qi. It seems that our recent sparring sessions have indeed been effective," Jiang Dali said indifferently with his back towards Wang Yuyan, maintaining his state in this Basic Cross Training Cultivation and spoke, "Now that we’ve tested as per your request, what do you think?"
"I was only trying to test you, why did you exert so much force?"
Wang Yuyan complained, glancing at her toes sticking out of her socks, her pretty face blushing as she tucked in her toes and gathered her thoughts, "After my analysis, I’ve concluded,
even if you have cultivated Iron Cloth Shirt, Thirteen Grand Protectors Cross Training, and Golden Body Skill to a level far beyond the reach of ordinary people, these three Martial Arts still remain within the realm of Hard Qigong.
And the use of Qi in them is very minimal.
Indeed, ’Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill’ is also a form of Hard Qigong, but its use of Qi is significantly more extensive, which is why this Divine Skill can genuinely make your body indestructible.
However, the human body has its limits, and the upper limit of Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill is that it cannot withstand the sharpness of a first-grade named weapon like the Heavenly Sword.
After all, whether it’s your true Qi or your body, they can’t really compare to a first-grade named weapon that’s carefully forged from rare materials...
However, if your true Qi or body becomes stronger by one more level, that is, if your Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill is cultivated to Great Success, the nature of it will change, and then it will naturally be able to resist the damage from a first-grade named weapon."
Jiang Dali nodded slightly, "Fortunately, first-grade named weapons are also very rare in the Martial World, and unless they are wielded by an expert of the same level as me, it’s hard to injure me.
Even if it’s an expert of the same level, relying on a first-grade named weapon isn’t likely to cause significant damage to me while wearing armor."