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Ximen finally broke down under the unbearable pressure, his knees suddenly giving way as he collapsed weakly onto the cold, hard ground. His forehead struck the floor heavily, producing a dull sound, as if this act could atone for him or elicit a hint of mercy from Wei Dong. This posture resembled that of a supplicant in an ancient ritual, surrendering to an unknowable force, hoping to receive compassion and find release.
Maple Leaf and Chovy watched Ximen's actions with a surge of nameless anger, quickly replaced by a chilling fear. They stood there, facing the seemingly ordinary yet suffocating atmosphere created by Wei Dong, where silent accusations and mockery faded away, replaced by deep helplessness and dread.
What was even more shocking was that they gradually realized an astonishing fact—Wei Dong had never truly used any magic to counter their attacks. All the defense and resistance were solely accomplished by his massive physique. Wei Dong stood there like an immovable monument; even the combined magical attacks of the three only stirred harmless ripples upon him.
This realization instantly cooled the fighting spirit within Maple Leaf and Chovy, their eyes gradually revealing a glimmer of fear. Faced with such an existence as Wei Dong, any resistance or challenge seemed utterly insignificant, as fragile and powerless as trying to stop a car with a mantis's arm. In that moment, they truly felt what it meant to be at the bottom of despair, all because they had rashly challenged a true monster.
Xiong Wen'an stood on the sidelines, dumbfounded by this unprecedented scene. He had originally thought that the Summoner he brought in could at least hold their ground in the confrontation, but Wei Dong's displayed abilities far exceeded his expectations. The expressions on Maple Leaf and Chovy's faces were a mix of despair and fear; their magic seemed suppressed to its limits under Wei Dong's pressure, as if no amount of effort could budge him even slightly.
Amidst this heavy atmosphere, Wei Dong suddenly opened his eyes; those once calm eyes now turned fierce and menacing. His gaze shot towards Maple Leaf and Chovy like arrows, a hint of disdain curling at the corners of his mouth as he spoke in a low voice filled with oppressive force: "Is this your limit?"
Wei Dong's words were not only a provocation to Maple Leaf and Chovy but also a challenge to all spectators present. His unmoving stance seemed to declare that he needed not move an inch to easily suppress any opponent daring enough to challenge him. At that moment, Maple Leaf and Chovy found themselves speechless; panic-sweat covered their faces, their legs trembled as if they would be crushed to the ground by Wei Dong's overwhelming presence at any second. The atmosphere in the arena reached a peak of Silence; everyone held their breath, staring at this unequal confrontation, deeply shaken by Wei Dong's power.
Maple Leaf's face twisted under tension and fear; acne scars and wrinkles intermingled on his forehead, appearing particularly stark. Dark circles under his eyes deepened due to prolonged stress and fatigue; bloodshot veins made it seem like they might burst at any moment. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto the ground with faint sounds that stood out sharply in the current silence. As his magic clashed against Wei Dong's seemingly boundless power, his entire face appeared to undergo an internal battle; despair gradually expanded in his eyes while muscles involuntarily twitched, revealing his inner struggle and pain.
Chovy's situation was even worse; his psychological fear escalated further. His hands trembled uncontrollably along with his entire body, shaking like leaves in a cold wind—fragile and helpless. It felt as though he was about to collapse under this invisible pressure. Facing Wei Dong's almost ferocious gaze, Chovy experienced unprecedented terror; his breathing quickened, heart raced, and under this pressure, strong thoughts of retreat surfaced in his mind—flashes of abandoning the match crossed through him as he yearned to escape this unbearable confrontation. His eyes reflected deep horror; under Wei Dong's cold and merciless gaze, any resistance felt futile and meaningless. Each breath felt like it drained all his strength; the sound of his heartbeat thundered in his ears—sharp and rapid—as if it might stop at any moment. In this oppressive sensation, his thoughts became completely chaotic; the only clear idea was to flee from this terrifying opponent he could not contend with.
The surrounding crowd witnessed this scene; what had once been jeers and mockery transformed into whispers of shock and unease. People began to realize that standing before them was not just a Summoner but rather an invincible mythical being. Under such pressure, even an experienced Summoner like Xiong Wen'an felt a twinge of fear because the power displayed by Wei Dong completely surpassed their expectations, leaving them with an unprecedented sense of helplessness.
As Wei Dong faced Maple Leaf and Chovy’s gradually diminishing fighting spirit, a hint of disdain appeared on his face. With a cold snort escaping him, he changed his approach. Initially relying solely on physical strength to withstand opponents' magical attacks, he now chose to take the initiative. Wei Dong slowly raised both hands; responding to his powerful will, intense light began radiating from him as waves of magical energy formed visible currents pushing forward.
In front of this powerful force, the magic released by Maple Leaf and Chovy seemed to encounter an invisible boulder—split apart completely and dissipated. This scene represented not just a technical overwhelm but also a psychological annihilation. A flash of lightning flickered in Wei Dong's eyes as his voice resonated like it came from an abyss—deep and soul-shaking: "It’s time for me to unleash my true power!"
Waves of light gradually formed around Wei Dong, each expansion causing the faces of Maple Leaf and Chovy to grow paler. They felt not only the suppression of magical power but also an overwhelming sense of despair emanating from Wei Dong. Under the eruption of this new and more intense force, they couldn't help but take a few steps back, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief.
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