Chapter 1303: The Bloodline Power of the Zhang Family!

Boom!

As he was pondering, Zhang Qian before him slid his foot and struck out with his palm.

Exerting all the power of the Half-Step Domain Realm, the surrounding air solidified, enveloping the arena, turning the platform into his domain where anyone within could be slain at will, unable to resist.

"Impressive!"

Zhang Xuan nodded inwardly.

As expected of a Zhang family expert; having advanced a minor level in cultivation, the gap from three days ago was immeasurable.

It seemed that if he didn't take it seriously, he might actually lose.

Raising his brows, he formed a sword with his fingers and, without dodging, pointed directly at the opponent's palm.

He was currently only at the peak of the Primordial Spirit Realm, and his insufficient cultivation was his greatest flaw; he could only rely on his comprehended sword intent to contend.

Sizzle!

True qi shot out from his fingertips, forming a brilliant sword qi that, before even reaching the opponent, gave a bone-chilling coldness, as if it could pierce through anything.

"Hmm?"

Zhang Qian hadn't expected him to have such deep comprehension of swordsmanship; if his palm clashed with it, it might be pierced through immediately, so he formed a fist with his other hand and crushed forward.

Boom!

This punch, though seemingly hasty, was actually as smooth as flowing clouds and water. In terms of speed, before Zhang Xuan's sword-qi-laden finger could reach the opponent, it might be struck in the chest by the fist, causing his true qi to scatter and him to suffer severe injury.

"Indeed much stronger than Zhang Jiuxiao!"

Zhang Xuan was secretly shocked.

Three days ago, he had slapped him down with one palm, thinking he was an easy opponent, but now it seemed he had underestimated him.

Just this speed of changing moves showed that his understanding of combat had reached an extremely high level, surpassing even some battle masters.

However, even if the opponent was strong in combat understanding, he was still a notch below him. With a ripple of patterns in his eyes, he looked again.

In the blink of an eye, the opponent's attack seemed to slow down, appearing before him at a leisurely pace.

"A transmission?"

Activating his Eye of Insight, he immediately sensed something amiss.

A thin line stretched from afar, entering the opponent's ear.

While fighting, this Zhang Qian was actually receiving a transmission from someone.

It used a special secret method, more concealed than normal transmissions; without activating the Eye of Insight, it was undetectable.

It was probably to avoid detection by Elder Haoyu and others in the air.

Even a Saint Realm Eighth Layer expert could be fooled... no wonder no anomaly was noticed.

However, the Eye of Insight could even see traces; though it was done covertly, it couldn't be hidden.

Following the thin line, he looked and saw the figure of a young man below the stage.

"It's... Zhang Yunfeng, ranked forty-sixth!"

This guy had been sitting with Zhang Qian all along; he had noticed him earlier, a genius of the Zhang family, ranked forty-sixth in this Saint Son Hall assessment... Zhang Yunfeng!

"No wonder this guy dared to challenge me and changed moves so quickly... He's probably being guided by this guy!"

All this was analyzed in his mind in an instant, and now the opponent's fist was already upon him.

With a slight smile, Zhang Xuan didn't dodge; he pointed forward with his other hand.

Whoosh!

The space before his chest seemed to change instantly, and the opponent's fist entered as if into a quagmire, unable to advance any further.

Domain!

Since leaving Qianchong City, besides instructing Zhang Jiuxiao, he hadn't been idle; he had perfectly integrated the domain he had cultivated to one meter with combat.

Previously, when he deployed his domain, it was like a light shield sealing his entire body; now, it could follow his will, forming a small area, saving true qi consumption while being very covert, making it hard to detect and catch off guard.

Zhang Qian's fist was trapped, his attack rendered ineffective, while Zhang Xuan's sword qi, without needing to change moves, stabbed straight into the opponent's other palm.

Sizzle!

Blood splattered, true qi scattered.

"Ah..."

With a cry of pain, Zhang Qian's palm was pierced through by the sword qi, leaving a walnut-sized hole.

"You lose!"

Having landed a hit and knowing the opponent had lost combat effectiveness, Zhang Xuan smiled lightly and stepped back, ceasing his attack.

When he was unharmed, he was no match; now with a hole in his palm, he was certainly even less so.

"Lose? I won't lose..."

Looking at the hole in his palm, he stopped the bleeding with medicine, his eyes reddening as he roared.

Boom!

His aura surged again, as if in his rage, his cultivation had advanced once more.

"It's the bloodline power. Zhang Qian is using his bloodline power. Should we stop him?"

Elder Hanzhu in the air changed expression.

This was just a friendly spar, yet this guy was using his bloodline power, violating the rules.

"Look at that Zhang Xuan," Elder Haoyu didn't answer but pointed.

Frowning, Elder Hanzhu looked and was slightly surprised.

On the stage, that Zhang Xuan showed no panic; instead, he seemed to have known the opponent would use this move.

"A peak Primordial Spirit Realm easily defeating a Half-Step Domain Realm. I want to see what other miracles this Zhang Xuan can bring."

Elder Haoyu smiled lightly.

Getting over 12,000 points in two minutes was already shocking; he thought it was cheating or an error, but seeing it in person, he realized... this guy was even more terrifying than imagined!

"I understand..."

Elder Hanzhu stopped speaking: "If he's truly in danger, then intervene!"

Since this Zhang Xuan seemed confident, he probably wasn't bothered by the opponent's attack; in that case, it was better to wait and see.

Boom!

During their exchange, Zhang Qian on the stage fully activated his bloodline. Though his cultivation was still Half-Step Domain Realm, his power became more ferocious, giving the feeling of a primordial beast.

Whoosh!

He raised his fist and struck straight down.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the opponent's move, Zhang Xuan frowned.

He had thought that activating the bloodline would change his moves, using more advanced martial techniques, but it turned out to be just a straight punch.

Wasn't this punch even inferior to the most basic martial techniques?

Could it be that activating the bloodline increased power but made moves clumsier?

If so, what was the point of so-called bloodline activation?

"Forget it, by fighting him, I should be able to see the special nature of the Zhang family's bloodline."

Knowing that thinking about this was useless, he flipped his wrist and met the attack.

This time, he didn't use any martial technique either, intending to clash head-on.

Whoosh!

His palm rolled and was about to meet the opponent's fist when suddenly his vision blurred and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Eye of Insight!"

Startled, he quickly summoned patterns in his eyes and looked down, only to find that the opponent's fist, which had been about to touch his palm, had somehow already reached his chest, about to strike him.

"How is this possible? Can fists teleport?"

His pupils contracted.

Just a moment ago, the fist was an arm's length away; in a flash, it appeared at his chest. Could it be teleportation?

But... having studied the Space Shift Scripture, he was very familiar with space; if it were teleportation, he should have sensed it. The opponent's punch had no spatial fluctuation, clearly a normal attack... so how did it get right in front of him?

Not even visible to the naked eye?

"Domain!"

Knowing this was not the time to think, he forcefully exhaled, his chest caving in, and his body rapidly retreated, deploying a one-meter domain.

Hum!

Before the domain fully formed, pain shot through his chest.

Bang!

He flew backward, stopping in midair, his face pale.

"So fast..."

Clenching his fist, Zhang Xuan couldn't believe it.

For the first time, he had suffered a major loss in battle.

His domain was born from his will, completed in an instant; the opponent's fist, logically, was still some distance away, so how did it strike him directly?

However, fortunately, the domain had still played some role at the critical moment; otherwise, if this blow landed solidly, even if not severely injured, his combat power would have plummeted.

Whoosh!

In midair, he stabilized his form, his Heaven's Path true qi rapidly circulating, quickly restoring his strength, and his eyes narrowed.

Earlier, he hadn't thought much of the opponent's strength and hadn't taken it seriously; after suffering a loss, he realized that Zhang Qian with his bloodline activated was more terrifying than imagined.

Though he hadn't reached the initial stage of the Domain Realm, even an ordinary initial Domain Realm cultivator would likely be no match.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Having landed a hit, Zhang Qian's bloodshot eyes revealed a sinister smile; he shook his body and stepped forward again.

It was just a single step, but somehow, he appeared in front of Zhang Xuan in an instant, throwing another punch.

Crack!

The air produced a sharp sonic boom, as if the entire space was about to collapse.

"Great Compassion Demon Palm!"

Knowing that if the opponent's strange phenomenon appeared again, he wouldn't be able to withstand it, he let out a cold shout in his heart, flipped his palm, and executed the ultimate technique of Qiuwu Gusheng.

Boom!

The palm force sealed off the surroundings, but... similarly, before it reached the opponent, Zhang Qian's fist had already broken through the attack and appeared at his chest again.

"What is going on?"

His face turned extremely ugly, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth.

Under normal circumstances, his Great Compassion Demon Palm would definitely block the opponent outside, easily breaking his attack, but the result... it was as if the opponent had predicted his attack in advance, and before he could react, the fist had already struck an area beyond the palm's reach!

What had happened?

"Sword Qi Sweeping Across, Sword Dao True Interpretation!"

With a shout, all his acupoints burst open, and countless sword qi shot out from his body surface, enveloping the surroundings.

Ding ding ding ding!

The fist collided with the sword qi, and Zhang Qian finally stopped.

His face slightly pale, he panted heavily, as if those two punches had also consumed a lot of his energy.

"Close call..."

Having narrowly escaped, Zhang Xuan's face turned ashen. He stepped back a few paces and was about to speak when he heard an anxious voice transmission in his ear.

"Master Zhang... this is the Zhang family's bloodline power, which can shorten time..."

It was Chen Leyao's voice.

"Shorten time?"

His pupils contracted, and Zhang Xuan's face immediately turned ashen.