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In the midst of a steaming morning mist, Li Ming and Master Han stood side by side on a clearing at the mountain's peak, surrounded by dense pine trees, the fresh scent of pine needles wafting through the air. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the treetops, casting patches of light at their feet. Master Han moved swiftly, his long sword slicing through the air with a buzzing sound, the sword energy flashing like bolts of lightning, making it hard to look directly at.
Li Ming held his breath, focusing intently on Master Han's movements, trying to learn every detail. His short sword was no less determined; although his movements were not as fluid as Master Han's, each strike was filled with power and precision. Their sword lights intertwined in the air, the crisp sounds of their blades clashing echoing through the mountains.
Just then, Li Ming's phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He frowned slightly, quickly sheathing his sword and pulling out his phone. An urgent news report flashed on the screen, shocking him to his core.
"Unidentified individuals from multiple demon factions are rampaging through the city. Police and military personnel have been dispatched for support. Citizens are advised to stay away."
Li Ming's eyes widened as he stared at the screen, which showed a group of menacing Demons clad in black cloaks wreaking havoc in the city, leaving destruction in their wake. The footage shifted to a devastated square, and Li Ming's heart sank; he recognized those individuals.
"It's them..." Li Ming murmured under his breath, fear and anger flickering in his eyes.
Master Han noticed Li Ming's distress and halted his movements, stepping closer to him. "What happened?"
Li Ming looked up, his expression grave. "Master, Demons are destroying the city. The people in the news are the same ones who chased me yesterday."
Master Han's face darkened instantly, his gaze sharpening like a blade. "It seems they do not intend to let you go easily. Their chaos in the city is likely an attempt to lure you out."
Li Ming nodded firmly, gripping his sword tightly. "I can't just sit here any longer. Master, I need to stop them."
Master Han pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement. "You're right, but you cannot act alone. I will go with you."
A warmth spread through Li Ming's heart; he felt an overwhelming gratitude towards Master Han. "Thank you, Master. Let's set off right away."
The two quickly packed their belongings and headed down the mountain. Along the way, Li Ming's emotions were incredibly complex; he knew this mission was fraught with danger, but he couldn't just stand by and do nothing. When they reached the foot of the mountain, Li Ming's phone vibrated again with a new message: "The police and military are engaged in fierce combat with the Demon, resulting in heavy casualties. Citizens are advised to stay away from the area."
Li Ming's heart raced as he grasped the severity of the situation. Master Han patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, we will succeed."
They quickened their pace and swiftly entered the city. Upon arriving at the scene, Li Ming was struck by the devastation before him. The streets were in disarray, vehicles overturned, buildings shattered, flames roaring, and smoke billowing everywhere. Blood flowed like rivers, and corpses lay scattered across the ground. Countless innocent citizens were lifeless on the ground, their eyes filled with helplessness and terror; some even died with their eyes wide open.
"There!" Li Ming pointed ahead at a group of Demons wreaking havoc. They brandished weapons and ruthlessly attacked innocent civilians. A mother clutched her child tightly, trying to evade the Demons' assault, but one of them cruelly struck her down, blood splattering everywhere. Without hesitation, Li Ming and Master Han charged forward; Li Ming's sword flashed like lightning as it pierced a Demon, catching it off guard and bringing it down.
"Stop!" Li Ming shouted loudly, but the Demon merely sneered, madness gleaming in its eyes. "Do you think you can stop us? You're just struggling in vain!"
Master Han said nothing more; his sword moved even faster, each strike infused with fierce momentum as several Demons fell before him without resistance. Li Ming and Master Han worked seamlessly together, their sword lights intertwining in the air to form an invisible barrier.
Just as the battle raged on intensely, Li Ming caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye: not far away on the ground, a Demon was pinning Wang Qiang down, its dagger raised high and poised to stab into Wang Qiang's chest. Wang Qiang was one of Li Ming's few good friends at work; he could not let him be killed under any circumstances.
"Wang Qiang!" Li Ming shouted at the top of his lungs as Spiritual Energy surged beneath his feet, propelling him like an arrow toward the Demon. His heart raced with anger and urgency; he could not afford to lose this friend.
The Demon was startled by Li Ming's shout, pausing its dagger mid-air. Just as it was about to strike down, Li Ming dashed forward like a bolt of lightning, swinging his sword swiftly to pierce through the Demon's heart. A flicker of fear and unwillingness flashed in the Demon's eyes before it collapsed lifelessly to the ground.
Wang Qiang looked at Li Ming in shock, his eyes filled with gratitude and fear. "Li Ming, thank you... If it weren't for you, I would..."
Li Ming grasped Wang Qiang's hand and helped him to his feet. "Don't say anything now; this isn't the time for talking. We need to get out of here quickly."
Master Han approached them, surveying the chaotic scene around him with a grave expression. "We must stop these Demons, but we need to devise a better strategy."
Li Ming nodded in agreement. "The Master is right; these Demons are too powerful. We need to gather more strength to fight against them."
He grabbed Wang Qiang and quickly fled to the nearby ruins. The area was littered with destroyed buildings, shattered bricks, and twisted steel scattered haphazardly across the ground. Flames and thick smoke obscured the sky, while distant shouts and explosions filled the air.
"Hold on, Wang Qiang!" Li Ming whispered anxiously. He supported Wang Qiang and gently laid him on a relatively flat stone slab, only to discover that Wang Qiang's right arm was broken, blood flowing freely from the wound. His left chest bore a severe injury, and his breathing had become rapid and weak.
"Li Ming... I..." Wang Qiang's voice was faint, his eyes filled with pain and helplessness.
"Don't speak; let me help you heal," Li Ming urged as he grasped Wang Qiang firmly, attempting to channel his Spiritual Energy into him. However, he felt an intense blockage; the Spiritual Energy seemed unable to flow smoothly into Wang Qiang's meridians.
"What’s happening?" Li Ming furrowed his brow, panic rising within him. He closed his eyes, focusing intently to break through the obstruction. His Spiritual Energy flowed continuously through Wang Qiang's meridians but was consistently blocked by an invisible force.
"Li Ming, give up... I can't hold on much longer..." Wang Qiang's voice grew weaker, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
"No! You can't die!" Tears filled Li Ming's eyes as he gritted his teeth, pouring more Spiritual Energy into Wang Qiang's body. Yet, the blockage intensified, as if mocking his efforts mercilessly.
At that moment, Master Han arrived. He immediately assessed Wang Qiang's condition and frowned. "This won't do; his meridians have been eroded by the Demons' dark Spiritual Energy. Ordinary Spiritual Energy healing methods won't work at all."
Li Ming turned to Master Han, desperation evident in his eyes. "What should we do then? He is my only good friend; I can't let him die!"
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