Chapter 30: Goose Flying Skill
After two sticks of incense.
Asan and others walked out of the yard, and seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with Du Dajin. Du Dajin was no longer angry.
Jiang Dali stood up and dismissed all the players, then walked towards Asan and the others.
"Master Jiang is really a man who knows how to enjoy life. You performed very well this time. What reward do you want?"
The pretty boy messenger in the lead
Jiang Dali pondered for a while, then clasped his fists and said with a smile, "I, Jiang Dali, am a rough man. I don't have many hobbies in my life, but I like to practice martial arts. But unfortunately, I haven't learned any advanced martial arts so far. I wonder if the messenger can help me?"
The pretty boy nodded slightly, his eyes showing thought, "You are very smart and know that strength is the foundation. In this case, I see that your horizontal training skills are quite good, so let Ah San teach you a more powerful horizontal training method to consolidate your skills."
"Asan!"
The pretty boy messenger looked at Ah San standing beside him.
Ah San walked out with a cold face and glanced at Jiang Dali, "You should be practicing the Iron Shirt, but the Iron Shirt is only the lowest level of horizontal training, which has a good defensive effect against sharp weapons.
But it is not very effective against blunt objects and internal energy attacks, so I will teach you the "Golden Body Kung Fu".
This technique can strengthen and complement the Iron Shirt you are practicing."
As he spoke, Asan took out a small thread-bound notebook from his arms and handed it to Jiang Dali, as if he had prepared it long ago.
"It's a pity that he didn't pass on the 'Vajra Finger' and the 'Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand' to me... This is also normal. It's not that easy to obtain unique skills."
Jiang Dali felt a little disappointed, but under the envious gaze of Xiong Ba, he still accepted the skills handed over by Asan and boldly put forward more requests.
“Thank you for the gift of the martial arts, but I wonder if you have any other suitable light-weight martial arts techniques to teach?
To be honest, although I often want to contribute more to the gang, I am unable to do so.
The biggest limitation for me now is that Kunai has not learned any powerful Qinggong skills, so..."
"do not talk."
Ah San raised his eyebrows and interrupted Jiang Dali, his eyelids showing a bit of sneer, "You are a greedy person. Do you think that powerful skills are cabbage? Can they be taught casually?"
"Messenger!" Xiong Ba was so nervous that he almost cried.
This Jiang Dali is too unreliable.
He was already envious when the messenger rewarded him with a martial art.
As a result, Jiang Dali was still not satisfied and even made demands. This was too bold.
"But..." Ah San glanced at the pretty boy, then changed the subject and snorted at Jiang Dali, "It's not impossible to teach you Qinggong. Since you are so greedy, why not take my claw and try it? If you can take it, I will teach you another Qinggong. What's the harm?"
As soon as the words fell.
Asan suddenly rushed forward, his clothes rustling in the wind, and he seemed to be making some monster-like sound from his throat. He suddenly formed a basket and grabbed Jiang Dali with all five fingers.
This happened very suddenly.
The claw shadows were fierce, and there were strange sounds from time to time, the momentum alone was enough to make people's hearts palpitate with fear.
Jiang Dali was the first to be hit, and his expression changed slightly, "Claw intent? No, it's momentum!"
With his rich experience in fighting in his previous life, he woke up in a flash and got rid of the oncoming fierce momentum. At the same time, his footsteps moved like a plow, and the loess on the ground not only cracked, but also large pieces were lifted up.
A fierce aura burst out from him.
Iron shirt!
His body suddenly grew a full circle larger. Wherever the air went, his diaphragm was filled, his skin bulged, and turned an iron-blue color. His muscles and tendons were like a dragon and a snake. Suddenly, he punched out at the same time.
"open!"
Jiang Dali shouted loudly, like rumbling thunder, full of murderous aura, and his fists seemed to be punching out from all directions, but soon hit and covered a position, his movements were as fast as lightning.
"It only takes one move to capture you!"
Ah San's expression remained unchanged, and he used the Dragon Claw Hand to grab and grab with each move being ruthless, capable of breaking bones of any enemy he encountered.
However, as soon as his hand came into contact with Jiang Dali's first punch, he felt as if he was grabbing an oily rubber band. In an instant, there was a powerful elastic force that he could not control, which directly bounced his palm away.
"Huh?!" The pretty boy messenger who was watching the battle on the side exclaimed, somewhat surprised.
Ah San let out a low roar in disbelief, the tendons on his fingers trembled, and his sharp claws were like knives. He suddenly stretched out his claws again and forcibly grabbed Jiang Dali's other wrist, but his entire palm was slightly numb from the shock.
Looking again, it seemed that what he was holding was not a human arm. It was thick and strong, with blue veins wrapped around the skin of the arm like a blue iron chain, and the steel-like muscles made the whole arm look like it was cast in steel instead of flesh and blood!
His five fingers had already penetrated deeply into the flesh of the arm's wrist, but they only barely broke the skin and some flesh without damaging the bones.
"Great! What a powerful Iron Shirt!"
Ah San was slightly moved and took a deep breath. "It is rare to be able to practice Iron Shirt to your level. You do have a good talent and are qualified for me to teach you Qinggong body skills!"
After saying that, Asan directly loosened his palm. Although he only needed to use a little more force to easily break Jiang Dali's tendons, it would not be difficult to kill Jiang Dali.
But obviously, Jiang Dali, with his mere inner Qi realm strength, was able to make him fail in his first attack with the Dragon Claw Hand, which had already won his recognition.
"This book 'Wishing Wild Goose' is pretty good, it should be suitable for you."
Asan took out another thread-bound secret book from his arms and handed it to Jiang Dali.
"'Goose Flying Kung Fu'?" Jiang Dali felt slightly happy.
The Goose Step Kung Fu is indeed a very good light Kung Fu in the early stage of the martial arts world. It is suitable for medium and long distance attacks and can make up for his shortcomings in medium and long distance leg strength.
However, Asan could easily take out thread-bound books from his arms, as if he had a lot of secret books in his arms. This made Jiang Dali quite envious, and he kept them in mind for the time being.
The pretty boy nodded and said, "Master Jiang, our master is not a stingy person. He will not only reward you, but also reward everyone in Black Wind Village. This is one thousand taels of silver, which is used for the development of the village. Please accept it."
The pretty boy messenger casually took out a stack of silver bills from his pocket and said with an almsgiving gesture.
"One thousand taels of silver... this so-called upper help is just this much, I will hold back for now."
Jiang Dali shook his head in his heart, but still accepted the stack of banknotes with gratitude on his face.
A mere one thousand taels of silver might be considered a huge sum of money in the early days when the current players have not yet risen.
But as the players developed, one thousand two taels of silver was actually nothing, and it couldn't even buy a famous weapon.
This pretty boy messenger spoke generously, but he actually treated them as country bumpkins.
However, Jiang Dali will not show anything for the time being.
He would accept whatever was given to him, no matter what his plans were. He would wait until he acquired the Nine Yang Divine Art and became stronger. He certainly would not always serve the so-called master.
For now, everything is just a stopgap measure.
Next, Jiang Dali watched the two envoys talk to Du Dajin for a few words, and then the two groups prepared to leave...
