Chapter 532: Chapter 531: Ding Ling vs. One Hundred Thousand Elites
This journey to Western Xia.
It took several days.
During these days of interaction.
Ding Ling and Xiaoo Feng had already become friends.
The two naturally no longer called each other "Hero" politely, but directly referred to each other by name.
For this.
Xiaoo Feng exclaimed more than once that Ding Ling surprisingly did not mind his identity as a Khitan person, and was willing to be friends with him!
Of course.
He was most astonished that Ding Ling’s Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had been cultivated to the level of Great Perfection Innate Ability in the Transformation Realm!
Moreover, Ding Ling’s power was so high, it was something Xiaoo Feng could not hope to match!
This made Xiaoo Feng feel a sense of insignificance and vulnerability, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Xiaoo Feng felt such overwhelming and terrifying pressure from a peer for the first time.
He was very curious about how Ding Ling trained, so he directly asked.
Ding Ling replied, saying he trained normally.
Xiaoo Feng was momentarily at a loss for words, then asked how many years he’d practiced.
Ding Ling replied, less than ten years.
This shocked Xiaoo Feng’s heart to the core, filled him with admiration for Ding Ling.
He had been pursuing Murong Fu during this period.
But he occasionally heard news of Ding Ling from some Jianghu people, naturally knowing Ding Ling had shattered the void and emerged from the Lower Realm. After exchanging insights with Ding Ling over a few days, they also sparred.
The result was as expected.
He was easily overwhelmed and subdued by Ding Ling.
Regarding this, Xiaoo Feng could only express that Ding Ling was indeed the first person of the Lower Realm. Now, seeing this situation, becoming the first person of this realm was undoubtedly within reach.
Ding Ling smiled and said nothing.
He glanced at the task progress.
[1: Defeat more than 20 plane experts: 15/20.]
Previously, it was 6 people.
Subsequently, he defeated Jiu Mozhi, the four family generals of the Murong Family, Duan Yanqing, Yue the Third, Murong Fu, and Xiaoo Feng.
The progress bar of Task 3 also increased considerably.
But to truly complete it, more time was needed.
Ding Ling decided to act swiftly.
"I think that once I crush Western Xia and Liao Kingdom, the progress bar for Task 3 should quickly reach 100%."
Ding Ling had experience in this.
Naturally, he wouldn’t go out of his way to find absolute experts in the world to spar with.
That would be too troublesome.
Besides, the Sweeping Monk was known to be in Shaolin Temple.
Other experts might not necessarily hide in one place, and Ding Ling could not chase them across various places.
The best method was to unify Jiuzhou!
He had done this in the previous world.
This time doing it, Ding Ling had no psychological burden at all.
Moreover, at the moment he saw Xiaoo Feng.
He already had an idea in mind.
During the days of interacting with Xiaoo Feng.
Ding Ling engaged in deep conversations with Xiaoo Feng, discovering that indeed he was a man with great passion, courage, insight, deep feelings, and gratitude.
Ding Ling was looking for just this kind of person.
Especially after discovering Xiaoo Feng’s abilities to govern a country were good as well, he nodded silently in approval.
He thought of Xiaoo Feng’s experiences as the Southern Court King and Beggar Gang Leader, imagining that with capable people assisting Xiaoo Feng, he could potentially become an emperor without much issue.
With this in mind.
Ding Ling’s heart was settled.
This day.
Everyone finally reached the lands of Western Xia.
Welcoming Ding Ling was Western Xia’s hundred thousand armored warriors!
Troops in rows and columns, densely packed upon the land.
Clearly visible from afar.
Jiu Mozhi, startled, felt fear:
"Amitabha Buddha, it seems Western Xia was already prepared. Hero Ding, a wise man doesn’t fight when disadvantaged. Should we retreat for now, come back another day, and strategize slowly, wouldn’t that be better?"
Xiaoo Feng also saw and his brows leapt in fear, saying cautiously:
"I am not afraid of them, but with so many strong warriors, if thousands of arrows were to be fired at once, even if I had ten lives, it wouldn’t be enough to survive. Master Jiu Mozhi’s words make sense. We should retreat or bypass them altogether. It might be better."
Ding Ling responded:
"You all stay here. I will go alone."
"Husband."
Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling were startled, hastened forward to hold Ding Ling’s arm:
"These are ten thousand elites!"
"Don’t worry. You’ve heard my stories, you must have heard about how I alone crushed the Mongol Kingdom’s million-strong army. Merely ten thousand troops is nothing worth mentioning."
Ding Ling’s cultivation compared to the Lower Realm had increased tenfold!
He truly did not consider Western Xia’s elite forces a threat.
"This..."
Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling hesitated.
Ding Ling directly freed his hand from their grasp, flying skyward, stepping into the void, sweeping towards the distance like a gust of wind:
’Stay put, don’t move, just watch me act.’
Xiaoo Feng initially wanted to follow.
But Jiu Mozhi held him back:
"Xiaoo Feng, since Hero Ding says it’s no problem, then it must indeed be no problem. We have encountered several surprise attacks along the way, each resolved by him alone effortlessly."
"Even if he doesn’t crush the ten thousand troops, he can surely retreat safely."
Jiu Mozhi had immense admiration and respect for Ding Ling:
"No one in this world can kill Ding Ling. If we follow, we’ll only be a burden."
"..."
Xiaoo Feng was speechless.
He was told for the first time that he would be a burden.
Also, for the first time, he could only be a spectator, watching others display their prowess!
This sense of disparity left him somewhat bewildered and dazed.
But he was ultimately not comparable to ordinary people, soon regaining clarity, his eyes gazing intensely into the distance.
Ding Ling was like a bolt of lightning, charging into the hundred thousand troops. He fought unarmed, one-handedly deploying the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, dragon shapes flying chaotically in the sky, with each strike of palm power, he could shatter and send hundreds flying!
"Terrifying!"
Xiaoo Feng was moved.
When Ding Ling struck down Murong Fu before, he felt the strength and dominance of Ding Ling’s Dragon Subduing Palm Power.
But watching now, he realized he had underestimated Ding Ling, who was tenfold, hundredfold more fierce than he had imagined.
"Roar!"
A roar, tearing through the four sides.
Like a Lion’s Roar.
More like a Hellish Ghost Roar, even from afar, Xiaoo Feng felt enveloped by cold frost, a chilling trepidation creeping upon him.
"Such powerful Sound Wave Skill."
Jiu Mozhi’s heart burned immensely.
"If only this monk could learn such a Sound Wave Skill, that would be wonderful."
He saw clearly, as Ding Ling roared once.
No less than hundreds, a thousand screamed and fell to the ground.
Ding Ling charged swiftly.
Like a whirlwind sweeping across the earth, no one could stop him, for even a moment! His rush through the troops was like tempestuous waves crashing against a small boat, more like the Celestial River pouring down onto the Mortal World, unstoppable and unavoidable!
Wherever he went, devastation followed, like autumn leaves swept by the wind, he alone emulated the rage of a thousand Iron Cavalries crossing the Frozen River to drive deep into the enemy camp with surging force!
Making one’s blood boil, deeply shaken!
"No wonder Ding Ling said there was no need for us to go."
Xiaoo Feng became clear and relieved, his heart burning intensely:
"Unbelievable that when martial cultivation reaches its peak, one person can topple an entire country! Incredibly fierce!"
"Husband."
Mu Wanqing and Zhong Ling heard, couldn’t help but exchange glances, clearly seeing the pride in each other’s eyes!
Someone praised Ding Ling.
It pleased and excited them even more than flattering them.
Rumble!
Roar!
Roars echoed in waves, Dragon Subduing Palm Power striking in all directions, Ding Ling alone, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, obliterated no less than tens of thousands, rapidly storming to the middle command location of Western Xia’s great general, and with one palm struck, ventured!
Countless dragon-shaped illusions shot out from his palm, flipping and flinging away the blocking warriors!
Just one palm.
Easily sending hundreds flying!
The sight left the great general Helian Tieshu with a face of panic and fear, turning to leap onto his horse fleeing.
He had wanted to flee earlier.
But was intimidated by Ding Chunqiu, so dared not escape recklessly.
Now, even Ding Chunqiu had slipped away, how could Helian Tieshu choose to stay and wait to die.
