Chapter 215: This is Attack, This is Defense, This is Fengjian Youxiang

Sunflowers, sunflowers, sunflowers…

One after another, endless, like a golden ocean; a gentle breeze stirred ripples across its surface, golden waves surging through this sea of flowers— their message was: "Silent love."

So they were always silent, unlike their master.

"Boom!"

The thunderous roar, piercing the air, violently shattered the brief calm of the morning sunflower field.

"What a grand greeting…"

But Jia Ji exhaled in relief— at least the welcome gift wasn't that invincible flower-bullet (flowershooting), but a conventional magic cannon.

Yet this "conventional" was only relative to him; to any other demon, it was terrifyingly lethal.

Jia Ji placed his hands at his waist, every hair on his head standing erect; deep blue energy waves surged around him, his towering frame suddenly swelling, making him appear an entire size larger.

He advanced straight into the magic cannon, without hesitation, without pause; facing the torrent hurtling toward him at unimaginable speed, he clenched his five fingers into one, and drove his palm-blade straight forward in a single slash.

Rock Mountain Twin Slash Wave!

The terrifying demonic power condensed into a scorching magic cannon, a torrent of radiant solar glory, was abruptly split cleanly down the middle.

The next instant, the palm-blade surged forward unimpeded.

The green tide seemed to part before an invisible blade, splitting into two streams that swept past either side of him; Jia Ji flickered in and out within the surge.

The demonic energy current was pierced straight through; the vast light cannon split into two, sliding sideways.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!!!

The explosive sound, as if cleaving stars, roared around him like a tidal wave, splitting in eight directions.

Space shuddered violently, nearly splitting in two; accompanied by earth-shaking thunder, the innocent mountains and hills blocking the path of the split magic cannon were instantly reduced to countless fragments.

Without giving Fengjian Youxiang another chance to unleash her vast light cannon, Jia Ji tensed every muscle like steel cables, lunging forward with ruthless ferocity— a sudden, straight-line, thunderous explosion erupted.

"End-of-Century Rush!"

Infinite blue, infinite HP, maxed-out brawling skills, battle endurance MAX, instinct EX, ultra-high stamina bar… oh, don't misunderstand— all these describe Jia Ji's opponent right now: the embodiment of nature, Fengjian Youxiang.

And even now, she possessed an infinite-duration innate field: the Sunflower Field, enough to crush all opponents with pure stats alone.

But!

"You can't win anything. I don't understand."

In an instant, having closed to an extremely dangerous distance, Jia Ji could now see her form in full detail.

Her crimson dress traced perfect curves; her face, sculpted with exquisite precision; her deep green hair fell only to her shoulders, revealing a long, pale neck; her expression had shifted from initial boredom to a hint of surprise, her eyes slightly upturned like sharp blades.

The next second,

Before reaching Fengjian Youxiang's body, Jia Ji's palm had already opened— the surging demonic aura around her was scattered by the palm-wind he generated.

The massive hand ignored everything, brutally seizing the girl's face and slamming her down onto the earth.

At the moment of impact, the ground hundreds of meters around both of them sank uniformly!

The colossal figure flashed past, stirring up a bloody wind, ferociously violent!

Boom boom boom boom boom!!

A series of sonic booms erupted as Jia Ji gripped Fengjian Youxiang's head and dragged her across the sunflower field, smashing through layer after layer of soil!

A trench, a kilometer long, was plowed into the ground!

"Interesting…"

Muffled, bloody flesh within his palm uttered indistinct words— as if in admiration— but before she could finish, Jia Ji unleashed more force, lifting tens of meters of earth in a single surge.

With a sharp crack, he instantly crushed Fengjian Youxiang's skull, brain, facial bones, and eyeballs into a pool of blood splattered on the ground; the girl's slender body became a headless corpse, motionless.

But Jia Ji did not relax—he knew it couldn't end this easily.

The earth began to pulse.

Wild winds howled, clouds churned,

Golden petals, symbols of natural power, scattered across every hill; an unimaginably vast demonic energy surged toward the heavens!

Kill one Fengjian Youxiang, and another appears.

The green-haired flower demon twisted her unharmed head; the reborn Fengjian Youxiang's pupils remained crimson, her grotesque grin giving Jia Ji a bad feeling.

"Had enough?"

Hey, she just said something that sounds exactly like a final boss line— bad, bad, bad.

As her words ended, thousands upon thousands of vines shot forth from every corner of the surrounding sunflower field, tightly coiling around Jia Ji, dragging at his steps.

"Bang!"

With immense force, the vines shattered, forming a curved open zone; within the flower sea appeared a hexagonal explosion pattern, and plant debris rained down from midair like a storm.

It only held him for an instant—but that was enough.

Golden flames ignited in her crimson eyes, her gaze like torches, radiating dazzling, brilliant gold; Fengjian Youxiang's face twisted into a mad, monstrous expression.

Boom!!

In that instant, Fengjian Youxiang appeared before Jia Ji like a cannonball.

Then…

Clenched fist!

No dazzling light, no violent explosion— only searing pain and overwhelming impact surged through his chest into his organs, snapping several ribs; Fengjian Youxiang's cold, hard fist gave Jia Ji no time to recover— its punch struck his face directly, again cracking his skull.

Thud!

Thud thud thud thud thud!

Yes! This was it! To break through the Kuang stage, to prove Jia Ji's martial way, only Fengjian Youxiang had the Zige!

Flesh torn, bones shattered, organs displaced, he spat a mouthful of blood— yet Jia Ji's hands never loosened; as Fengjian Youxiang drew near, he struck back—

"Hard-Beidou Hundred Crack Fist!"

The next instant, light exploded everywhere!

Hundreds, thousands— no, tens of thousands of heavy fists began colliding; each strike shook mountains, shook the earth, roared through the atmosphere.

Blood trickled from the corners of both their mouths.

She had never imagined a human could overpower her in hand-to-hand combat!

But what she had never imagined… was that his fists weren't ordinary— they were the "Beidou" explosive fists!

The girl's face suddenly turned pale; her fibrous muscles and skin, in hardness and resilience, far surpassed all metals.

Yet even this body showed signs of failure— a special power exploded within her; in the blink of an eye, Fengjian Youxiang's flesh cracked inch by inch!

From face, limbs, torso… countless piercing battle qi surged through her body, causing her to disintegrate instantly!

Her entire body exploded violently, becoming thousands upon thousands of bloodied fragments.

Yet these scattered droplets of blood— rich with vitality— under the force of terrifying will, stretched like roots, clinging and reattaching every piece.

Gathering, then reassembling!

Though she looked shattered like a porcelain doll, the fine cracks healed rapidly under power, gradually returning to flawless condition.

This was the ultimate technique she had mastered through countless deaths, using her infinite life force to explode outward and then rebuild— capable of repairing even cells—

"Four Seasons Immortal Body!"

(End of Chapter)