Jiang Chen looked up at the giant net in the sky and chuckled softly, "If this is all you can do, you won't be able to kill me."
"Hmph, even at death's door, you're still so arrogant," Yan Xiaotian scoffed, extending his hand to summon the giant net down.
Jiang Chen smiled faintly, releasing his Spiritual Energy to form a blue barrier that enveloped the boat. From a distance, it appeared as if a blue bubble was wrapping around the vessel.
The giant net fell, landing on the blue barrier. Yan Xiaotian used his Inner Energy to manipulate the net, but no matter how much he stirred it, he could not break through the blue shield.
Suddenly, flames flickered on the blue barrier, glowing eerily as if they could incinerate the heavens. In an instant, the giant net was reduced to nothingness.
Yan Xiaotian was truly dumbfounded this time.
"Are you from a Daoist Techniques sect?" Yan Xiaotian asked.
There was a significant difference between martial arts and Daoist Techniques. Jiang Chen's move was not something a Martial Artist could execute.
"You don't need to ask because you're about to die," Jiang Chen replied calmly.
Yan Xiaotian's expression turned grave—graver than ever before. He had encountered cultivators before; even those skilled in Zhenren Dao Fa were no match for him. However, Jiang Chen's strength seemed to far exceed that of Zhenren Dao Fa.
"Even if you are a Daoist Practitioner, so what? If you want to kill me, it won't be as easy as you think," Yan Xiaotian said coldly.
"Is that so? If you have any tricks up your sleeve, now is the time to use them. If I make my move, you will undoubtedly die in one strike," Jiang Chen said with a light laugh, his demeanor playful.
The onlookers were dumbstruck; it was simply unbelievable that such a young man could effortlessly neutralize Yan Xiaotian's deadly attack.
Now, no one dared to underestimate Jiang Chen—not even Hu Sanxiong and Mary, whose expressions grew increasingly serious. Jiang Chen's strength seemed even greater than they had imagined; it was uncertain whether Yan Xiaotian could defeat him.
What would happen if Yan Xiaotian lost?
Hu Sanxiong and Mary felt their thoughts grow complicated as they contemplated their escape routes. However, it seemed they had no way out; they had never considered that Jiang Chen could be a match for someone from the Divine Realm.
Yan Xiaotian's usually calm heart began to stir. Jiang Chen's words were too arrogant, yet he had no choice but to take them seriously at this moment.
"You think you can kill me with one strike after just eighty years of cultivation? You overestimate yourself. You probably don't even realize that just now I used less than half of my power. If I unleash my full strength, do you think you could still stand here and talk to me?" Yan Xiaotian said coldly.
"I hope you give it your all; you'll only have one chance," Jiang Chen replied nonchalantly.
"Since you're so arrogant, don't blame me for using my advantage as an elder. Today, I'll show you what true martial prowess is," Yan Xiaotian said in a low voice, his anger igniting. He had roamed the martial world for decades without ever being humiliated like this. A young man behaving so audaciously in front of everyone—if Yan Xiaotian did not kill him today to relieve his anger, his reputation would be shattered and he might become a laughingstock in Huaxia Martial Arts.
Though he was furious inside, Yan Xiaotian did not dare let his guard down. Jiang Chen was not without strength; Daoist Practitioners were always unpredictable and could use magical tools, talismans, and formations to attack. Yan Xiaotian feared that Jiang Chen might have already set up some overwhelming formation here.
The formation can harness the power of heaven and earth, and even Yan Xiaotian must be cautious. If it were Jiang Chen, without relying on formations, magical tools, or talismans, even if Jiang Chen is a peerless genius in Daoist Techniques, Yan Xiaotian would not be afraid.
Yan Xiaotian's expression was serious as he fixed his intense gaze on Jiang Chen. Suddenly, his aura retracted, and with the contraction of Yan Xiaotian's presence, the atmosphere around them fell into a heavy silence, reminiscent of the stillness before a storm, causing an inexplicable sense of anxiety and panic.
After a brief silence, Yan Xiaotian's robe billowed without wind, his hair standing on end. A white stream of energy shot up from him like a long rainbow. At that moment, Yan Xiaotian's aura reached its peak; he appeared as imposing as a mountain, making onlookers feel insignificant.
With his fingers clawed like talons, Yan Xiaotian grasped at the water's surface. A column of water was lifted directly by him, soaring into the air. Under his control, it danced like a dragon in flight. Yan Xiaotian infused his energy into the Water Dragon, which radiated a white halo as if cloaked in holy light, rapidly flying toward Jiang Chen. The swift movement created a massive gap in the water's surface.
Standing on the deck of the boat, Jiang Chen leaned against the railing with a calm expression on his youthful face. Everyone watched with wide eyes as the Water Dragon approached him closer and closer. Yet, Jiang Chen remained motionless; even Peng Tianqi felt his heart leap to his throat.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen moved. He slowly extended his hand and, as the Water Dragon reached him, he touched its head with his fingertip. In that instant, the unstoppable Water Dragon came to a halt. Then there was a sound of splashing as it disintegrated into a puddle on the river's surface.
Yan Xiaotian's eyes nearly popped out; this move, Gathering Water to Transform into Azure Dragon, was one of his signature techniques. He never expected it to be so easily defeated before Jiang Chen. With just a single finger, Jiang Chen had neutralized his lethal move. Shocked and incredulous, Yan Xiaotian could hardly believe it.
"How is this possible? How did you do that? My move, Gathering Water to Transform into Azure Dragon, contains boundless Inner Energy. I absolutely cannot believe you could break it with just one finger," Yan Xiaotian asked incredulously.
Jiang Chen smiled lightly without answering. Instead, he gestured at the water's surface, causing a silver column of water to surge forth. In mid-air, it transformed into the shape of a giant dragon; the scales made of water shimmered under the sunlight like silver armor.
"Gathering Water to Transform into Azure Dragon, nice name indeed. But unfortunately, what you gathered was not an Azure Dragon; it doesn't even qualify as an Azure Serpent. It’s only natural that I could break it with one finger. Now watch my version of Gathering Water to Transform into Azure Dragon," Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Yan Xiaotian looked horrified as he watched the Water Dragon formed by Jiang Chen. He felt ashamed; compared to this magnificent creature, his earlier attempt was nothing but an inferior imitation.
Just as he was stunned, Jiang Chen pressed down into thin air. The head of the Water Dragon lowered itself before him. Jiang Chen stepped onto its head proudly while it soared into the sky, carrying him toward Yan Xiaotian.
Seeing this, Yan Xiaotian had no time for astonishment; he quickly retreated several hundred meters across the water's surface. Once he created some distance between them, he looked at Jiang Chen and spoke again: "Who exactly are you? I refuse to believe that someone so young possesses such cultivation!"
"You are already a dead man; why bother knowing so much?" Jiang Chen chuckled lightly as he regarded Yan Xiaotian, as if looking at an insignificant insect. Throughout their encounter, he showed no change in emotion towards him.
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