As Gu Sinan had said, after evading one of Niu Dali's exquisite palm techniques, Ji Chang transformed his entire body into a streak of black lightning. Electric light flickered through the air as he closed in beside Niu Dali.
He raised his hand and unleashed three consecutive finger strikes. Puff, puff, puff! They pierced the air, lightning flashing like needles. Yet because they were too swift, the afterimages and his fingers seemed to merge into one, impossible to distinguish. Ordinary people could not see the mystery within and thought he had made only a single move.
Only Innate martial artists, or some exceptionally gifted Acquired martial artists, could see that this one strike actually contained the layered force of three fingers. Whether in the power contained within or the momentum it had built, it was extraordinarily formidable.
Even Meng Zhao, Su Can, and the others, who stood on the opposing side, broke out in a cold sweat for Niu Dali. Those three consecutive finger strikes were aimed not anywhere else, but at Niu Dali's eyes.
Granted, Niu Dali possessed an astonishing physique. His flesh was as formidable as that of a savage beast, and he also had dense, resilient Body Protecting Gang Qi. With those two layers of protection, even such a powerful finger strike might not be able to harm him.
But the eyes were the most vulnerable part of the human body. Throughout all heaven and earth, from ancient times to the present, no external training technique could temper them. The only part that could truly be trained to become like diamond was the eye curtain—that was, the eyelid.
Back when Meng Zhao was in Nan'an, he had encountered a martial artist who had, through a strange twist of fate, cultivated eyelids of Indestructible Diamond Body.
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