The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [57]

Perhaps unsatisfied with his earlier provocation, Jia Changjiang extended one hand toward the pursuing Stormterror, raising his middle finger. “You bastard!!!”

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he retracted the middle finger, replaced it with his index, and turned his palm upward in a taunting gesture. Taking a deep breath, he bellowed through his makeshift megaphone:

“Come at me, if you dare!!!!”

“ROAR!!!!”

Visibly enraged, Stormterror let out a furious roar, its speed increasing dramatically.

The sky filled with a barrage of wind projectiles, forcing the group to dodge awkwardly. In the chaos, the distance between them and the dragon shrank significantly.

“Mr. Jax! At this rate, we’ll be caught before we even reach the place the bard mentioned!!!”

Paimon was on the verge of tears.

“What’s there to worry about? We’ve got the Anemo Archon Barbatos leading us. Once we reach solid ground, we’ll have a chance to defeat Stormterror,” Jia Changjiang replied. “I don’t usually taunt my opponents before a fight, but for Dvalin’s sake, a little provocation seems worth it.”

Paimon huffed, unconvinced. “Are you sure we won’t just get eaten before then?”

“Hard to say.”

Venti snapped his fingers. “Dvalin’s flight speed is no joke—I’ve flown on its back many times in the past.”

“But right now, we need to flee at full speed!”

As he spoke, the winds around them gathered, forming a powerful current. “Let’s reach that platform before Dvalin catches up!”

“Through the wind field! Let’s accelerate!”

Turning to Lumine, Venti added, “Traveler, can you use wind projectiles to destroy Dvalin’s breath attacks and wind bullets, just like you did last time?”

“I’ll continue guiding the wind to help you.”

Lumine’s eyes narrowed. “So it was your voice during that battle with Dvalin.”

“No wonder the bard’s voice sounded so familiar!” Paimon exclaimed.

“I’ll try destroying the wind bullets with Anemo attacks again,” Lumine said resolutely. Grabbing Paimon’s leg, she added, “Paimon! Turn me around—I need to face the back!”

“I can’t carry you!!!” Paimon flailed helplessly. “We’ll both fall!!!”

“Fine.”

Lumine tossed Paimon toward Venti, then maneuvered herself closer to Jean.

“Acting Grand Master, I’ll prepare to counterattack. Let’s face Stormterror together!”

Jean nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. She caught Lumine, who had temporarily folded her Wind Glider. “Lumine… I leave this to you.”

“Understood!”

Nestled in Jean’s arms, Lumine focused her gaze on the barrage of wind bullets and the enraged dragon closing in behind them.

The resonance with the Anemo element, unlocked after communing with the Statue of The Seven, glowed faintly on Lumine’s chest. Channeling the wind through her body, she condensed it into projectiles and shot them at Dvalin’s attacks, shattering the incoming breath and wind bullets.

Once the attacks were neutralized, Venti shouted again, “Lumine… now gather the wind and drive back Dvalin!”

“Got it!”

Lumine followed Venti’s lead, carefully concentrating the wind in her hands.

A stray wind bullet neared the group but was abruptly shattered by a hurled iron pickaxe. As the pickaxe fell, a hooked fishing line caught it midair and reeled it back.

Jia Changjiang, still clutching Diluc’s leg with one hand, held a fishing rod in the other. “Focus on flying forward! Lumine can handle Dvalin, and I’ll deal with the scattered wind bullets.”

“A fishing rod?”

The others stared incredulously.

With a flick of his wrist, Jia Changjiang cast the fishing rod. The pickaxe at its end struck a wind bullet dead-on, destroying it before being reeled back again.

“This isn’t just an ordinary fishing rod…”

Another precise flick sent the pickaxe spinning toward a cluster of wind bullets, shattering them one by one.

“In combat, this thing’s surprisingly handy!”

[Fishing Rod (Three-Star): A rod primarily used for fishing, sourced from Steve’s storage chest.]

Jia Changjiang swung the rod skillfully, forming a protective barrier around the group. Any wind bullet that entered this zone was promptly neutralized by his improvised weapon.

“He’s deflecting Stormterror’s attacks… with a fishing rod?”

Jean stared in stunned disbelief. Just how many skills did Jia Changjiang possess?

Meanwhile, under Jia Changjiang’s protection, Lumine’s gathered wind energy reached its peak.

“Take this!”

She hurled the condensed wind projectile straight at Stormterror’s face.

Focused entirely on its pursuit, Stormterror didn’t see the attack coming. The glowing green sphere smashed into its face and exploded, disrupting its flight.

“ROAARRRR!!!”

The dragon’s furious pursuit faltered as the blast destabilized its movements, sending it plummeting momentarily toward the clouds below.

It managed to recover before hitting the sea of clouds, but its momentum was visibly hindered.

“Tch, one shot wasn’t enough?”

Lumine frowned as Stormterror regained its balance and resumed its chase.

“Don’t worry about it,” Jia Changjiang said calmly. “Our goal is to create distance. Once we reach the platform, the fight will turn in our favor.”

His eyes burned with determination as they locked onto the maddened, tormented dragon.

Today, no matter what… this dragon’s suffering would end.

But something caught Jia Changjiang’s attention.

The poisonous clots on the dragon’s two visible wounds…

They seemed smaller than the last time he had seen them.

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