Wandering Man

This captivating novel is also adapted into a comic available on Webnovel.
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Cultivating inner strength with the Nine Yang Energy and training the body to an indestructible state, the Golden Back Nine Rings Saber sweeps across with a forty-yard long silver-blue blade energy. With force sinking into the dan tian, charging left and right, the Descending Dragon Palm bombards everything in sight.
There's the Way of the Heart Demon Seed... Self-Forgetfulness... Sunflower True Power... Flying Dagger in the Void... Cassock Subdues Demons... Seven Forms of the Dragon... Palm of Buddha, War God Shattering! All are part of a riveting and blood-pumping journey in the world of martial arts!
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The mighty and robust Village Leader, Jiang Dali, sits quietly on his ornately carved pearwood chair, draped in a tiger skin coat over his bulging, strong muscles. His eyes are cold and tranquil as he surveils the newly recruited players sitting on both sides.
Flattering praises from these players are incessant.
'Mighty Village Leader, invincible against swords and spears, an unmatched Iron Palm – please teach me your martial arts expertise!'
'Village Leader, can someone with sensitive skin practice the Iron Shirt technique?'
'Brother, spare the slick talk. The Village Leader is well-known for his ruthless and merciless nature.'
A player, who had just resurrected at the City God Temple, makes a grimace, 'Ignorant at first, I didn’t grasp the hidden meaning in his words. The second time I listen, I'm already a soul under the knife. The Village Leader's word is law; asking the same question twice will get you sent on your way. I have no f**ks left to give.'
In essence, this is all about a muscleman wielding a big saber, traversing through the thrilling and varied martial world without a female lead. A domineering and decisive tyrant, an Iron-Boss with player characters flowing like water....

Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Jiang Dali struck with his palm, already channeling the full extent of his power into the blow, with the force of ten thousand pounds of thunder, like a massive stone mill rolling forward. His Gang Qi already so oppressive it stifled one's breath.


And Li Chenzhou's masculine and domineering punch, too, harnessed the culmination of his life's power, swift and fierce like the weight of ten thousand pounds of thunder.


Li Chenzhou's eyes suddenly changed, and he staggered back three steps, feeling a numb and intense pain in his fist, as his Qi-Blood roiled turbulently within him.


In contrast, Jiang Dali was also shaken back three steps, his hand trembling slightly, his eyes revealing a trace of astonishment.


This straightforward and formal exchange between the two was merely an initial probe.


Yet even this first probe revealed much information.


419~420: My fists, Jiang Dali, can definitely take on four hands! (Guaranteed update, requesting monthly tickets)