Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

"A traveling knight meets the flying dust; his golden whip points to the iron-gray horse. Fame and fortune lie thousands of miles away, yet my thoughts dwell in a cup of wine... What fine liquor, such joy to match this exhilarating occasion it seems we ought to drink another large jar to do it justice, hahaha."

The fragrance of wine wafted through the air, and Xiao Feng's boisterous laughter echoed across the sky. When it came to fighting for his country, his blood was boiling.

Jiang Dali quietly drank his wine, admitting to himself that he didn't possess Hero Xiao's generous spirit; he couldn't muster the same enthusiastic fervor.

Perhaps this was why he never considered himself a person of Song Country.

Equally unruffled was Lu Xiaofeng, who lounged nearby, neither sitting up straight nor standing, instead lying down as he drank.

Murong Qingqing was pouring wine, her black fingertips flicked the wine jar.

With a "ting" sound, the jar released three streams of wine, like fountains, into the cups of the three men.

Xiao Feng downed his drink in one gulp and, feeling unsatisfied, seized a jar for himself and began to indulge in his own deep drinking, prompting complaints from Lu Xiaofeng.

"Brother Xiao, slow down on the heavy drinking. I don't think Old Jiang brought that much wine, and we still have three days to travel to Ying Country. Don't let us run out of wine before we get there."

Xiao Feng laughed heartily, "It's rare for us to get together like this, we must drink to our heart's content. Today, we won't stop until we're thoroughly drunk, drink to our utmost delight!"

Jiang Dali shook his head with a smile, "If you want to drink the jar dry, the little bit of wine I have brought on the back of Demon Hawk definitely won't be enough."

As he spoke, he smiled again, "It's not enough just to drink when we reunite after such a long time. You both claim you've improved in Martial Arts. Why not take this opportunity to spar and let me see if you're as formidable as you say?"

As he was speaking, he suddenly struck with both palms outstretched, unleashing a tremendous Absorption Force from his palms.

In an instant, the wine jar in Xiao Feng's hand trembled and slipped from his grasp.

The wine cup in front of Lu Xiaofeng also whizzed into the air.

Seeing this, both men yelled out, one using the Dragon Capturing Hand to grab, and the other pinched the wine cup between two fingers.

"Hahaha— If you want to drink, it won't be that easy!"

Jiang Dali shook his palms, and after the suction, a powerful palm force burst forth, directly scattering the two men's offensive moves.

Bang bang!

Two Qi Forces exploded.

But neither the wine jar nor the wine cup shattered; they spun and flew up into the air together.

However, when the wine cup flew out, Lu Xiaofeng also soared into the air, even higher than the cup, his mustache quivering as he opened his mouth to suck in the wine from the cup.

"Come back!"

On the other side, Xiao Feng bellowed, grabbing with his hand, using the Dragon Water Absorption technique to pull the wine jar downward.

But at that moment, Jiang Dali's towering figure had already reached the two men.

He threw a punch at the wine jar and slapped down on the wine cup.

Immediately a formidable Fist Gang emerged, striking directly at the wine jar.

The vicious suction burst anew, and Lu Xiaofeng, far from sucking up any wine, was instead drawn towards Jiang Dali's palm.

Bang!

The Fist Gang did not hit the wine jar, as Xiao Feng's palm had blocked it first, holding the jar steady.

As Lu Xiaofeng was drawn towards Jiang Dali, he pointed out a finger, the Undying Seal Technique accompanied by a zhang of Heaven and Earth Power unfolded, turning the suction into a repulsion force, and shook off Jiang Dali's palm.

"Good! Everyone's strength has indeed improved nicely, and all of you are wine buffs. Let's go again!"

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, his face exuding a noble and majestic Dragon Energy as he hammered down two palms, like turning a mill, waves of force sweeping at the two men.

"Ha!—"

Xiao Feng, holding the wine jar with one hand, also lashed out with a palm, bolstered by the Nine Mysterious Great Method, his Momentum towering into the sky.

Boom, boom, boom—!

The three figures clashed back and forth on the back of Demon Hawk.

Both the wine jar and the wine cup were constantly flipping amidst waves of fist shadows and palm shadows, as if drifting on the waves, yet not a single drop was spilt.

When Jiang Dali swung the wine jar with force, Lu Xiaofeng followed, grabbing onto it, and floated away.

Xiao Feng then brought both the man and the wine back with another move of the Dragon Capturing Hand.

In this back-and-forth, dazzling exchange, although the three men fought with great fanfare, a delicate control was mantained within a certain range, so as not to fling Murong Qingqing and Wang Yuyan away.

Instead, the Demon Hawk beneath them was terrified, protesting with dissatisfied cries, fearing an accidental punch might come its way.

"Hahaha!"

"Exhilarating!"

"This is the way to enjoy wine!"

"Too bad Ximen and Lord Ye didn't come along, otherwise it would have been even livelier."

Half an incense stick's time later, the three men stopped.

But by then, all the wine had been drunk in the midst of their fight.

Lu Xiaofeng stood on the wine jar, let out a long sigh, and lamented, "Brother Xiao and Old Jiang are far better than me, I only got four sips, and the rest of the wine was guzzled by you two."

Xiao Feng chuckled and shook his head, "I only had two sips as well, it's you who are impressive."

Lu Xiaofeng glared, "But in two sips you drank half a jar."

"Eh?"

Xiao Feng waved his hand, "With just one sip, you finished all the remaining wine."

Jiang Dali sat back on the Ice Soul Jade Stone chair and smiled lightly, "This wine must be fought for, that's where the enjoyment lies. Only drinkers make a name for themselves. Our drinking is all about the mood!"

Wang Yuyan stepped forward with a gentle grace, shaking her head, "All three brothers are drunkards. We're in the air, and if you three men get drunk and tumble down, what would we two women do?"

Murong Qingqing playfully teased with a light laugh, "If Brother Xiao and Brother Lu fall down, by tomorrow we'll have wine again, and it will be an eight-person banquet table.

But if Master Jiang falls down, I'm afraid he'd only crush himself into the ground and sleep for the night; the ground will suffer, but he won't."