The Urban Dao Child.

Yang Dao did not pay mind to what the two people were thinking, he was focused on fighting with Jiren only. The man in azure clothing was not a soft egg. He stood up after the first blow and his figure vanished. 

He had attained the level of unity with the element. However, his swiftness was not enough to make Yang Dao budge or fret. The reason was that he had not mastered all the attributes of the element. His wind was that of chaos, so as he moved, the chaos would appear before him. Yang Dao could sense it from miles let alone in close quarters. 

As soon as Jiren moved close to him Yang Dao cast a wind blade around himself. Jiren\'s movement pattern was messy and chaotic, he did not have a set path of approach, so Yang dao did not take any risks. He cast a wind blade around his whole body. A sharp wind radiated from his position, covering 360 degrees around him. 

Jiren did not expect this to happen, but before he could react the blade approached him. He sensed a sharp intent to cut coming from the blade and raised his hands to save his face, however, Yang Dao had something else in his mind, he willed and the sharp edges of the wind blade turned broad like a mace. 

Jiren was pushed back for at least five steps from the impact. He raised his head and depressing the pain in his arms, he asked, "Why did you spare me?" 

"I am dueling with you, not exercising revenge, why should I kill you when you can be more useful to the world alive?" said Yang Dao. 

Jiren did not understand what the guy meant. He decided that he was going to try everything before the duel ended, he did not wish any regrets in his heart, that he could have done better. He condensed a spear with the azure wind source energy. 

The spear was one foot taller than him and was very sharp. Holding the spear with both hands he shot towards Yang Dao, only to see the latter standing with a calm face. All the shots were made at the vital spots of the Dao Child. 

The latter only took a step and tilted his body to avoid the attacks on him. He was moving so fast that his body looked like a mirage, a phantom leaving after images in the void. Feng Yun had stars in her heart. She wished she had a camera to record this fight. The two other people were watching the battle in a state of sluggishness. 

They did not expect this young man to have such battle skills, more so the element control he had displayed was far higher than they could have ever achieved. If not for the fact that he was holding back, Jiren would have log retired from the battle. 

Just as they thought of this, Yang Dao made his move, he did not believe in disappointing the masses. Just as the barrage of spear stabs slowed down, he moved in, following the retracting spear. Jiren did not understand what he had in his mind and the next moment an azure spear was resting against his neck. 

One light push will behead him. He did not even dare to gulp it. Yang Dao had cast a spear of his won as he charged forward. He said, "Did you use, all the skills you had?" 

Jiren blinked at him in agreement. Yang Dao said, "You lost because you have been living in a cage, thinking that wind is all about aloofness."

His words did not clarify a lot of things. He said, "You better sit down and think about the battle. Think of the wind as really all just aloofness. Is it not stable, is it not calming, is it not something more than what you have come to understand?" 

Jiren was stumped to hear these words. He has never thought of something like this. Yang Dao waved his hand, and it lifted Jiren, up in the air. He said, "This is my wind, it can take you high in the sky like a bird with wings. Can your wind, do it? It is not that your understanding is wrong, but it is incomplete. The wind is much more than just a swift gust." 

He gradually bought Jiren down on the ground. The latter did not speak a word but walked to the chairs. Yang Dao followed him silently and asked the earth lord, "Sir, would you like to begin?" 

The old man asked, "Do you not need rest?" 

Yang Dao shook his head and said, "I am fine, Sir. Thank you for the concern, but we can start now." 

The old man nodded and stood up from the chair. The two people calmly walked over to where Yang Dao had just defeated Jiren. The old man asked, "Are you sure, you wish to begin now?" 

The Dao child nodded and asked, "Sir, may I know your name?" 

The old man was surprised and then he said, "Jeager. I am called Jeager." 

Yang Dao bowed to him and took a battle stance when the old man asked, "What do they call you?" 

The boy smiled and said, "They call me Dao, Yang Dao." 

"An interesting name." mumbled the old man. He said, "Traditional Elemental Duel?" and received a nod from Yang Dao. 

The two people took battle stances and they were ready to go at it. However, none of them moved. They kept staring at each other. Feng Yun smiled at this scene. The water lady asked, "Why do they not attack each other?" 

She has been holding in a lot of questions and finally could not help but ask. Feng Yun chuckled and said, "Master is testing the limit. The limit of how long before his calm opponent develops an itch to take the initiative. The duel is not about strength but also about temperament and the understanding of emotions." 

"Why emotions?" asked the lady in blue. Feng Yun replied, "Emotions regulate your control over elements.. That is why."