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Xiao Li was paralyzed by Thunderball, trembling uncontrollably and letting out painful screams. Yet, even in this state, he refused to give up. His hands spasmed, but he forced himself to control them, suddenly extending his arms to grab a steel rebar from the collapsed building nearby and hurled it fiercely at Li Ming.
Li Ming saw the massive rebar coming toward him and quickly sidestepped to avoid it. The rebar crashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. This momentary evasion gave Xiao Li a chance to catch his breath. He writhed in pain, using the opportunity to recover from Thunderball's effects.
"Ah—!" Xiao Li roared, extending his hands once more to swiftly grasp the nearby Power Pole. With a powerful pull, he launched himself upward, soaring to the very top of the Power Pole.
Li Ming watched Xiao Li's movements with a flicker of surprise and disdain in his eyes. "You really won't give up, will you?" he muttered under his breath, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, preparing for another confrontation.
Standing atop the Power Pole, Xiao Li's eyes glimmered with madness and fury. His body still trembled slightly; Thunder Power had not fully dissipated, but he endured it forcefully, locking his gaze on Li Ming.
"Do you think this will defeat me?" Xiao Li gritted his teeth, his voice filled with resentment and hatred. "I won't let you succeed!"
Li Ming took a deep breath, feeling the Spiritual Energy within him rapidly gather. He knew this battle was far from over; he had to give it his all to completely defeat Xiao Li.
"You've run out of chances," Li Ming said coldly, determination shining in his eyes. His body sank slightly as he prepared to face Xiao Li's next wave of attack.
From his high vantage point, Xiao Li wrapped his hands in flames again, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes. He knew this was his last opportunity; he had to strike decisively to turn the tide.
"I'll show you who the real strong one is!" Xiao Li laughed maniacally, charging at Li Ming with fiery hands. The flames danced through the air with immense force and destructive power.
Li Ming calmly observed Xiao Li's attack, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyes reflecting calmness and resolve. He understood that the outcome of this battle hinged on this moment; he had to go all out to completely defeat Xiao Li and protect this world.
"Come on, let me see what you've got," Li Ming said coldly, determination gleaming in his eyes. His body moved swiftly as he prepared to meet Xiao Li's lethal strike.
Xiao Li's flaming hands closed in rapidly as Li Ming moved like lightning, evading the attack and getting ready for a counterstrike.
Xiao Li's hands moved swiftly, weaving an impenetrable web that lashed out before him. Flames danced in the air, infused with the power of the Ghost Fire Technique, as if heralding the birth of hell itself. The heat was intense, and it felt as though the very air was igniting, with everything around engulfed in the threat of fire.
Li Ming observed Xiao Li's attacks with calm determination, his eyes glinting with resolve. He deftly dodged each strike, his body weaving like a serpent through the flames and whips of fire.
"Xiao Li, you've lost your mind!" Li Ming said coldly, a flicker of defiance and determination flashing in his eyes.
Xiao Li laughed maniacally, his hands moving even more wildly as flames swirled around him with destructive force. His eyes were filled with madness and confidence, as if he could already see Li Ming reduced to ashes.
"Hahaha, Li Ming, you're finished!" Xiao Li cackled, his hands ablaze as he relentlessly attacked Li Ming.
Li Ming remained composed, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly as he swiftly maneuvered to evade Xiao Li's onslaught. He knew that continuing to play defense would only lead to defeat; he had to find a way to turn the tide.
"I must find his weakness," Li Ming thought to himself, his gaze fixed intently on Xiao Li's movements, searching for the perfect moment to counterattack.
Just as Xiao Li's hands swung toward him once more, Li Ming rolled away nimbly, narrowly escaping the deadly strike. The flames brushed past him, their scorching heat causing a slight sting on his skin.
"Now!" Li Ming shouted internally as he sprang to his feet, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly and aiming for the base of the Power Pole.
"Xiao Li, farewell," he said coldly, a glint of ruthlessness and determination in his eyes. He swung his sword with all his might; its blade shimmered with Thunder Power as it struck down toward the Power Pole.
"Vroom—!" The blade sliced through the air with a piercing sound before crashing heavily into the base of the Power Pole. It let out a tremendous roar and snapped instantly, causing the entire structure to sway before it came crashing down.
Xiao Li stood atop the Power Pole, momentarily stunned as he fell alongside it. His hands still flailed amidst the flames, but he could no longer control his body; he could only watch helplessly as he plummeted toward the ground.
With a heavy thud, Xiao Li hit the ground with a resounding crash that sent dust flying. Yet he did not cease his assault; madness sparkled in his eyes. A surge of Ghost Fire erupted from the smoke, carrying a chilling aura and devastating power.
Li Ming saw the Ghost Fire charging at him with great intensity and quickly raised his blade to block. The blade collided with the Ghost Fire, producing a piercing sound. Flames scattered around him, and the searing heat caused a sharp pain in his chest.
In that instant, Xiao Li seized the opportunity and suddenly burst out from the smoke, his hands stretching rapidly as he lunged toward Li Ming. His movements were as swift as lightning, and before Li Ming could react, he felt a powerful force strike him in the chest.
"Bang!" Xiao Li kicked fiercely at Li Ming, who felt a jolt of excruciating pain in his chest, sending him stumbling backward several steps. Gritting his teeth, he endured the agony, his hands still tightly gripping the hilt of his blade as he fought to maintain his balance.
A manic smile spread across Xiao Li's face, his eyes glinting with madness and fury. He knew this was his last chance; he had to deliver a fatal blow to completely defeat Li Ming.
"You worthless fool, you're finally going down!" Xiao Li laughed maniacally, flames igniting in his hands once more as he prepared for another wave of attack.
Li Ming bore through the pain, a glimmer of calm determination flashing in his eyes. He understood that he had to counterattack swiftly to halt Xiao Li's frenzied onslaught.
"Xiao Li, you will never defeat me," Li Ming said coldly, a resolute light shining in his gaze. He steadied himself quickly, gripping the hilt of his blade tightly as he gathered Spiritual Energy within him.
"Thunder Slash!" Li Ming shouted, the blade shimmering with Thunder Power as it sliced through the air with immense force aimed directly at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li swung his fiery hands to block Li Ming's attack. However, Li Ming's blade was swift and precise, carrying devastating power straight for Xiao Li's vital points.
"Vroom—!" The blade cut through the air with a deafening sound. Xiao Li's hands were cleaved apart by Li Ming's strike, extinguishing the flames in an instant. His body trembled violently as he let out a horrific wail.
"It can't be happening..." Xiao Li's voice was filled with despair and terror.
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