Chapter 128

The situation on the field changed.

When the Vastly Righteous Fire in the depths of his Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart burned, Zhang Jian's distractions vanished completely, leaving only a pure thought.

Battle.

He constantly analyzed the various techniques Chu Ji unleashed, studied her fighting style, and considered how to respond.

The countless azure winds in his hand began to change, like silk and threads, the strong wind scattering like countless blade edges.

He began to reverse-control Chu Ji's movement space.

Having seen him erupt with Vastly Righteous Qi that revealed Huang You, Chu Ji immediately realized she could not easily approach Zhang Jian's vicinity, so she wandered in the void, using techniques to drain his power from afar.

At the same time, she sought an opportunity to appear against Zhang Jian.

It was merely remote technique control, which Zhang Jian also excelled at.

Condensing the Wind Earl Symbol, he was not only extremely fast in movement and unpredictable, but also mastered several wind-attribute techniques, which he could summon at will.

After a period of controlling the sky-filling wind blades, they gradually condensed into a massive wind blade; the azure storm swept across, enveloping the entire Azure Haze Plaza.

This was Zhang Jian's first time unleashing such a mighty Azure Haze Storm Technique, yet it was extraordinarily light.

As soon as he made a move, he reversed to suppress Chu Ji.

A cyan glow rose around him, the Azure Haze Wind Travel Technique unfolded, and in this storm the surrounding space instantly became his domain.

"Dragon Scale Shield!"

Chu Ji sensed danger, and beneath the storm a small shield of ice‑crystalline hue, with a drifting dragon shadow, leapt from her person.

That ice‑crystalline shield emitted a intense, clear radiance, obviously a high‑grade item.

"A magical artifact, and at least a high‑grade one?"

In midair, Zhang Jian's gaze flickered, but he was not anxious.

Naturally, a high‑grade artifact has formidable defense, but once controlled by his Wind Blade Technique, continual wearing down will change nothing.

This would instead become Chu Ji's cage.

But Zhang Jian also had other thoughts.

Possessing a sufficiently advantageous high‑grade artifact is indeed crucial.

Otherwise, after just a few moves, Chu Ji would have her magical defenses shattered by his blade and be crushed outright.

But in this state, it merely costs a bit more effort.

"Scatter Form!"

Strands of starlight coalesced in his hand as the Chaotic Star Sword Technique unfolded; faint stars seemed to appear above his head, the Dragon Chant Sword Light heavy, condensing into streaks of sword‑qi starlight that bombarded Chu Ji's Dragon Scale Shield, turning it into a target.

He still pressed her.

He completely controlled the battlefield's rhythm.

"What a deep foundation!"

In the plaza, Daoist Yuhé watched this scene, furrowing his brows tightly.

The other strongmen had varied expressions; they had all come through the stage of Divination Foundation Establishment, yet lacked this monstrous ability.

On one hand he employed a mighty field‑control technique, on the other a mighty attack technique; even if splitting his focus, the mana required for both was enormous.

Yet Zhang Jian seemed utterly unafraid of the consumption.

He stood firm within the Spirit Machine Field, as if constantly swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, his conversion speed astonishing.

"It seems he must have a special constitution, or his cultivation method has multiple overlapping effects."

The Poison Dragon Water God's gaze was exceedingly shrewd, faintly perceiving the crux.

"Perhaps he possesses a special innate Dao body."

"That is, only a special innate constitution could grant such fearless endurance."

From this she could conclude that Zhang Jian's standing in the Paulownia Mountain Dao Unified Lineage was certainly not low.

"No wonder this Old Flood Dragon brims with confidence..."

The beautiful woman's heart grew gloomy.

Her gaze fell on Chu Ji; Chu Ji was clearly suppressed, fallen into an absolute disadvantage, and even possessing the Dragon Scale Shield, a high‑grade artifact, could not reverse the situation—she could only endure a little longer.

However, Chu Ji was not without hope.

She still had one chance to strike.

If she could seize the opportunity, turning defeat into victory was not impossible.

In the storm, Zhang Jian circulated the Azure Haze Wind Travel Technique, darting about; his movements mirrored Chu Ji's tactics, and he seized the chance to deliver a fatal blow.

Merely, his Azure Haze Wind Travel Technique moved even faster.

Chu Ji could not detect his movements at all.

In the storm, Zhang Jian's calm voice sounded.

"Chu Ji Dao Friend, you surely still have a killing move—use it now, or later you may not even get a chance to act!"

In the storm, Zhang Jian's voice drifted, making him hard to grasp.

In the wind, a prickling sensation like a thorn at his back constantly lingered in the depths of his Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, making him aware that Chu Ji had not lost all capacity to resist; he therefore spoke bluntly to press her, to draw out her trump card and undermine her confidence.

Under the dragon‑scale shield, Chu Ji's magical power consumption was huge now; the star‑like sword technique slashed down, each strike bearing dozens of sword lights, eventually evolving into dozens of sword lights, leaving her exhausted trying to cope.

Hearing this, Chu Ji sighed inwardly and then spoke.

"No need, Brother Zhang, I admit defeat!"

When Zhang Jian revealed her trump card, the last sliver of hope she harbored in her heart truly collapsed.

She lowered the dragon‑scale shield in her hand, and Zhang Jian emerged from mid‑air wrapped in a layer of bluish haze.

She did not choose to persist; she could no longer even track Zhang Jian's movements, and even if she tried to unleash her trump card, it would likely be futile.

Her skill was inferior; she might as well admit defeat.

This way, they can still continue to conceal their own means.

After admitting defeat, Chu Ji immediately stepped forward to stand before the Poison Dragon River God, bowed her head, and said: "Palace Master, my grandchild's skills are insufficient and I have suffered a loss, disappointing you; please punish me, Palace Master."

The Poison Dragon Water God heard this and at once helped her up, saying: "This Young Brother Zhang comes from a prestigious Dao lineage; you lost to a disciple of the Paulownian Mountain Dao Lineage, which is nothing to be ashamed of."

Get up!

She had no intention of blaming this granddaughter.

Zhang Jian also walked up to Bai Nu at this moment; he had originally wanted to keep calling him 'uncle', but after a brief hesitation, he simply clasped his hands.

Father-in-law, I have not failed my orders!

Bai Nu nodded without expression, merely glancing at Zhang Jian with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

Zhang Jian frowned, and just then he saw the bright, charming eyes of Bai Li beside him gazing at him.

Best two out of three.

After Zhang Jian defeated Chu Ji, the Jade Harmony Daoist and the Xue Daoist stepped forward together to announce the result.

The White Water Dragon Lord's side has won two consecutive matches, so this duel is won by the White Water Dragon Lord!

Senior Dragon Lord, congratulations!

At this moment, the Jade Harmony Daoist's eyes showed a smile.

Seeing this, the Poison Dragon Water God let out a cold snort and then said.

"Bai Nu, your luck can't always be this good!"

Having lost this battle, she had nothing more to say; at once a mass of intense black aura enveloped her and many descendants nearby, her form turned into a black wind that shot up into the sky and vanished in an instant.

Seeing this, Bai Nu burst out laughing: "Old demon hag, you haven't even apologized yet!"

Beside them, the Jade Harmony Daoist and the Xue Daoist, upon seeing this, each frowned and shook their heads.

At the same time, their peripheral gazes all fell upon Zhang Jian.

The Dao cultivation displayed today by this young master of the Zhang family truly startled the two of them.

Zhang Jian also saw the gazes of those two Daoists, and merely gave a faint smile.