151: Has the world changed, sir? Sorry, I had to intervene slightly!

In the sky, the golden spots of light that had originally dissipated reconverged, transforming into hundreds of golden arrows.

Hundreds of golden arrows hovered in the sky. Each one was not just a cluster of energy, but represented a series of swift and decisive acts: the Emergency Banking Act, the Agricultural Adjustment Act, the National Industrial Recovery Act... They carried the absolute coercive force of "must be executed," pouring down toward Li Bai like a torrential rain.

Blocking movement, forced suppression!

"Veto? Invalid!"

"Protest? Overruled!"

Roosevelt sat in his wheelchair, controlling the rain of arrows that filled the sky.

"What a domineering Western law!"

Li Bai laughed heartily toward the heavens, hung his wine gourd at his waist, and flicked his green lotus sword upward.

"Flying waters descend three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way has fallen from the highest heavens!"

Rumble!

In the void, the sound of a rushing waterfall seemed to truly ring out. A massive silver sword qi surged against the current like an inverted Milky Way, colliding fiercely with the rain of arrows in mid-air.

Every second, countless arrows shattered; every second, sword qi was annihilated.

Light and shadow intertwined before the Lincoln Memorial. The shockwaves from the explosions literally shaved a layer off the surface of the Reflecting Pool.

In the global livestream, hundreds of millions of viewers watched with tingling scalps as the bullet chat screens were flooded.

"Holy crap! Is this the high-martial version of 'the pen' versus 'the gun'?"

"One side turns poetry into swords, the other carpets the ground with acts. This scene is so freaking magical!"

"Captain America vs. Celestial Master Zhang—isn't this better than a Marvel movie?"

"But... that Captain really seems like a fighter! He's been suppressing the Old Celestial Master the whole time!"

Indeed, from the looks of it, Zhang Ruoxu was on the defensive.

Evan Cross's attack frequency was too high, and every move was lethal, showing no regard for martial ethics.

Groin kicks, eye pokes, elbow strikes—combined with magic-enhanced exoskeletons, he had turned into a tireless killing machine.

Though Zhang Ruoxu had a profound cultivation level, he was a man of the Dao after all; his physical strength was far inferior to a war machine forged through brutal training.

He could only maneuver using his Golden Body Light and exquisite footwork.

Unable to secure a victory after a long assault, a hint of impatience flashed in Roosevelt's eyes below.

"It's about time."

The giant in the wheelchair finally decided to end this farce.

He took a deep breath, and the magic fluctuations on his body suddenly surged. The pressure belonging to a leader of a great nation climbed to its peak at this moment.

Innate Skill: [[Guiding Light of the New Deal: EX]]!

Boom!!!

In this instant, the flow of magic throughout Washington D.C. was forcibly cut off and restructured.

The originally invisible air suddenly became incredibly viscous.

On the ground, countless golden patterns symbolizing "Order," "Law," and "Statutes" lit up. Centered on Roosevelt, they spread rapidly in all directions, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

Domain Expansion!

This was an absolute "Domain of Order."

"Within this domain, all unauthorized circulation of violence is prohibited!"

As Roosevelt whispered, countless golden patterns symbolizing "Order" and "Law" lit up on the ground, spreading wildly with him at the center.

Li Bai's sword-wielding hand paused slightly.

Heavy!

The green lotus sword in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand tons in an instant, and the speed of the magic flowing within his body, which had been smooth and free, dropped by at least thirty percent.

That free and easy sword intent was suppressed by a heavy, solemn sense of rules.

"Is this... economic sanctions?"

Li Bai's drunken eyes narrowed slightly; he could feel that the channels through which he drew magic from the surrounding environment had been severed.

Not just him—Zhang Ruoxu was affected even more.

Because this "Power of Order" directly interfered with the surrounding magnetic fields and Qi, blocking the magic channel connecting him to Li Bai and greatly diminishing the power of his Daoist arts.

The originally perfect and flawless Golden Body Light flickered and weakened for a moment.

"An opportunity!"

Evan Cross's hawk-like eyes instantly captured this slight opening.

The exoskeleton engine on his body let out an overloaded roar, and pale golden magic light condensed frantically on his right fist.

"Break!"

He shattered the marble steps beneath him with a single step, his body crashing into Zhang Ruoxu's chest like a cannonball. A heavy swing of his fist slammed violently against the weakened golden light.

"Crack—!"

A crisp shattering sound rang out.

That Daoist Golden Light, which had blocked bullets, was actually shattered by this punch of pure violence!

Zhang Ruoxu let out a muffled groan. He was sent sliding back several meters by the massive impact, only stopping when he hit the base of the Lincoln statue.

A trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his white beard red.

"Old Zhang!"

Li Bai's eyes turned cold as he tried to provide backup.

"Since you've come, don't think about leaving."

Roosevelt's cold voice rang out again.

He extended a finger, pointing it at Li Bai from a distance.

"I grant you—Freedom from Fear!"

Clatter!

In the void, four thick golden chains emerged out of thin air, each engraved with dense legal statutes.

The chains ignored physical distance, instantly wrapping around Li Bai's limbs and pinning him firmly in place.

This was not physical restraint; it was conceptual restraint!

As long as there was a shred of "fear" in Li Bai's heart—whether fear of failure or concern for his companion's injuries—these chains could never be broken!

The situation reversed in an instant.

Within a mere minute, that seemingly invincible Eastern duo had been pushed into a desperate situation.

Saber was trapped, and the Master was injured.

The global audience was in an uproar.

"Is this the foundation of the strongest nation on Planet Blue?"

"As expected of the Lion in the Wheelchair—this crowd control ability is absolutely insane!"

"It's over, it's over. Li Bai is at too much of a disadvantage. Is this the value of a Version T0 Support?"

..."It's over."

Evan Cross gave his opponent no room to breathe.

Adjusting his breathing, he raised his tactical dagger once more and stepped toward Zhang Ruoxu, who was leaning against the base and seemingly devoid of any ability to resist.

However.

Just then.

Zhang Ruoxu, who had been hanging his head and wiping blood from his lip, suddenly let out a soft sigh.

"Cough, cough... Young people these days really have quite the temper."

He slowly raised his head. In those originally cloudy old eyes, there was no panic now; instead, they held a sense of calm that was hard to fathom.

He slowly raised his right hand. On the back of that withered hand, three red command spells composed of ancient sword marks were emitting an eerie and dangerous light.

Evan Cross's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Ruoxu looked at the approaching opponent, then glanced at the trapped Li Bai. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smile that was not at all like that of a transcendent Master, but rather somewhat cunning.

"Since you won't listen to reason..."

"Then this humble priest shall intervene slightly for once."