Jia Zhuo seemed not to have expected that the silver needle she shot out would be detected by Chu Jin, and while Chu Jin was inspecting the silver needle, Jia Zhuo swiftly attacked towards her direction.
Chu Jin, as the figure charged at her, didn't dodge, her pupils deepening in color. Her right hand gathered strength subtly as streaks of purple lightning traveled from her dantian to her hand, her right hand transforming into a blade sharp as a sword.
She cleaved directly towards the residual shadow, and at the same time, bolts of purple lightning ferociously struck Jia Zhuo!
Amidst the flash of lighting, Chu Jin lightly lifted her right foot.
With a 'bang!'
A loud boom suddenly filled the air.
Yet Chu Jin still stood there, one foot lightly stepping on Jia Zhuo and the other on the ground, holding three silver needles in her hand, eyes lowered, her face serene as jade, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up in a wicked smile.