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In a tense and magical atmosphere, Wei Dong faced the immense pressure from Xiong Wen'an and unexpectedly revealed a faint smile. He looked at Xiong Wen'an and said casually, "Xiong Wen'an, are you entertained by this?" This smile seemed to carry deep confidence and an anticipation of imminent victory.
Xiong Wen'an's facial muscles tightened, his anger clearly provoked by Wei Dong's words. His claws dug deeply into the ground, like eagle talons piercing the earth, firmly anchoring his stance. This action demonstrated his determination and fury, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm for the challenge and a refusal to yield to adversity. His body was prepared to launch a more ferocious attack at any moment. The air around them trembled due to their magical confrontation, filling the entire scene with an impending explosive tension.
A thick glow of magical energy surged from Xiong Wen'an's palm, and a serious expression appeared on his face. With a fierce wave of his hand, a magnificent wave of magic erupted from his palm, rushing directly towards Wei Dong. This wave of magical attack encompassed nearly all of Xiong Wen'an's power; he firmly believed that this attack would be enough to overwhelm any opponent.
Filled with determination, Xiong Wen'an contemplated that this attack utilized seventy-five percent of his strength. He thought that even if Wei Dong possessed extraordinary abilities, he could not possibly remain unscathed in the face of such a powerful magical onslaught. As the magic surged forward, the entire space seemed to tremble; Xiong Wen'an's gaze was filled with certainty of victory as he awaited Wei Dong's defeat against this overwhelming force.
However, in the face of Xiong Wen'an's powerful magical assault, Wei Dong remained completely unfazed. The air in the hall seemed to freeze as everyone's attention focused on this astonishing scene. The wave of magic crashed against Wei Dong like a giant wave but appeared to merely shake a towering mountain.
Wei Dong raised an eyebrow, looking at Xiong Wen'an with disdain. He then slowly lifted both hands, gathering magic within him in an instant. The surrounding air began to tremble as an even more powerful surge of magic erupted from Wei Dong, forming an incredibly strong energy wave that surged back towards Xiong Wen'an.
A flicker of fear crossed Xiong Wen'an's eyes; he had initially thought his magic would determine the outcome of the battle. But faced with Wei Dong's terrifying power, he had no choice but to grip the ground tightly with his claws in an attempt to stabilize himself. The powerful recoil pushed Xiong Wen'an backward, leaving deep claw marks on the ground. At that moment, the atmosphere in the hall reached its boiling point as everyone watching was stunned by Wei Dong's strength.
After experiencing Wei Dong's formidable counterattack, Xiong Wen'an's expression grew increasingly grave. He understood that ordinary attacks could no longer shake Wei Dong, so he began to draw upon deeper layers of magic within himself. His entire body ignited like a rocket, bursting forth with dazzling light. Behind Xiong Wen'an, waves of magical energy unfolded like feathers, their immense power even causing the air to vibrate audibly.
Seeing Xiong Wen'an's efforts, Wei Dong smiled more prominently, his demeanor resembling that of someone enjoying a spectacular performance. He stood calmly without making any defensive gestures, merely swaying lightly as he absorbed Xiong Wen'an's fierce attack.
Faced with Wei Dong's immovable defense, Xiong Wen'an felt an unprecedented sense of defeat and anger wash over him. His heart was filled with intense rage and resentment; these emotions churned within him, causing his breathing to quicken and his face to flush red with anger. He felt as if each breath was igniting his insides; this painful sensation deepened his hatred for Wei Dong.
Confronted with Wei Dong's contempt and disdain, Xiong Wen'an felt as if he were being pricked by needles; every cold word from Wei Dong branded itself onto his heart. Unable to suppress his inner fury any longer, all of his magical energy began to gather violently; even the feathers on his body trembled slightly due to the influence of magic, emitting a sharp glow. In that moment, Xiong Wen'an had only one thought in mind—defeat Wei Dong with absolute power and prove his worth.
He took a deep breath to suppress his anxiety and then unleashed a roar powerful enough to shake the entire hall. With his roar came an even stronger and fiercer wave of magical energy erupting from within him, rushing towards Wei Dong like a violent storm. His gaze locked tightly onto Wei Dong as if he intended to destroy him with just his eyes. In that instant, Xiong Wen'an was not only fighting with magic but also using all of his anger and pride for one final resistance.
Xiong Wen'an's roar echoed throughout the Assembly Hall, his eyes shining with flames of anger. Passion and despair intertwined in his voice, shaking everyone present. He clenched his fists tightly, the magic within him surging like a tide, each strand of energy responding violently to his call. Xiong Wen'an's feathers trembled and stood upright under the influence of the magic, as if heralding an impending explosive outburst.
"Damn it! Fat bastard!" he bellowed, his voice filled with endless rage and challenge. "You brought all this upon me; don't regret it!" Xiong Wen'an raised his hands sharply to his chest, as if summoning the power of heaven and earth.
With his shout, "Ah! One hundred percent mode! Ugh ah ah ah ah!" a blue-white magic erupted from his entire body, charging towards Wei Dong like a raging flood. This magic was not just a physical attack but carried all of Xiong Wen'an's determination and despair. Each strand of blue-white light seemed to slice through the air, producing a sharp whistling sound, aimed directly at Wei Dong, attempting to determine the outcome with this single strike.
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