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Li Ming's blade clashed fiercely against Feng Tianlong's relentless attacks, each strike reverberating like thunder across the battlefield. The edge of the knife sliced through the air, colliding violently with Feng Tianlong's fists, sparking brilliant flashes of light. Both fighters were pushing themselves to the limit, every movement infused with incredible power and speed, the intensity of their battle making the surrounding air feel scorching.
Li Ming's figure darted around, evading and countering Feng Tianlong's strikes. The blade flickered and thrust forward, each attempt aimed at striking a vital point on Feng Tianlong. Yet, Feng Tianlong remained formidable; his fists radiated a powerful Black Qi that sent shockwaves through Li Ming with every swing, causing his arms to tingle from the immense recoil. With each attack, their weapons and strength collided continuously, as if trying to split the battlefield in two.
Beside them, Chen Yao stood gasping for breath, her vision blurring as if shrouded in mist. She had just poured nearly all her Spiritual Energy into Master Han, hoping to save this seasoned warrior who had fought valiantly until now. However, Master Han remained unconscious, his face pale and showing no signs of awakening, filling Chen Yao with anxiety and helplessness.
Master Han's condition was clearly dire; although his body had been infused with Spiritual Energy, it seemed insufficient to rouse him. Chen Yao felt her body weakening; the energy she had expended left her utterly exhausted, making it difficult to even stand. Her vision grew heavier, and a wave of intense unease washed over her.
"Master Han... you must hold on..." Chen Yao silently prayed, gripping her clothing tightly, yearning for a miracle to occur.
She glanced at Li Ming, who was locked in combat with Feng Tianlong, her heart racing with worry. The sheer power of Feng Tianlong terrified her; she could only imagine the immense pressure Li Ming faced alone against such an opponent. She longed to rise once more to assist him, but her weakened state rendered her unable to stand; she could only watch through blurred vision as Li Ming danced across the battlefield.
The fight had reached a critical juncture. Li Ming's blade met Feng Tianlong's attacks in a flurry of sparks and lethal intent that filled the air with tension. The ferocity of Feng Tianlong clashed with Li Ming's resilience; their powers collided violently at this moment, the outcome of the battle hanging in the balance. Each fleeting moment determined life or death.
The remaining soldiers watched the fierce struggle between Li Ming and Feng Tianlong, their hearts torn with conflict. Anxiety and unease filled their eyes as they gripped their weapons tightly, wanting to rush in to help but knowing their strength was insignificant in this fight.
"Don't rush in!" Chen Yao's weak voice suddenly broke through; she forced herself into a sitting position, her gaze resolute yet her tone feeble. "This battle is beyond your ability to intervene! Helping now will only complicate things further!"
The soldiers halted in their tracks, their minds swirling with uncertainty. They understood that Chen Yao spoke the truth; the fight before them had surpassed what ordinary people could handle. The terrifying power of Feng Tianlong was far beyond their comprehension; even the mightiest weapon would seem fragile before him. They knew deep down that charging recklessly would not only fail to threaten Feng Tianlong but could also distract Li Ming and put him in even greater danger.
Yet witnessing Li Ming fight alone stirred unrest within them. Each soldier was a seasoned warrior who had faced countless battles, but at this moment they found themselves unable to join their comrade in arms, leaving them feeling powerless. They tightened their grips on their weapons and paced anxiously in place, torn between the desire to act and the rational restraint holding them back.
"But..." one soldier hesitated to speak up, his eyes filled with struggle and reluctance. He couldn't bear to watch Li Ming face such a formidable foe alone but found it hard to convince himself to take that risk.
"Trust Li Ming, he can handle it!" Chen Yao said softly to the soldiers, suppressing her inner anxiety and helplessness. She understood that these soldiers longed to help Li Ming, but their strength was insignificant compared to Feng Tianlong.
The soldiers exchanged glances, filled with uncertainty. They knew that battles between cultivators were beyond the reach of ordinary people; any interference could alter the course of the entire conflict. In the end, they could only hold back their impulses and choose to believe in Li Ming's power. They stepped back a few paces, lowering their guns and maintaining their distance, yet each person's gaze remained fixed on the battlefield, not daring to relax for a moment.
This was a peak confrontation between cultivators, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. At this moment, all they could do was pray for Li Ming, hoping he could defeat this terrifying enemy and bring forth the dawn of victory.
Every punch from Feng Tianlong struck Li Ming like thunder, his power incredibly violent, as if he aimed to tear apart heaven and earth. However, Li Ming's resilience and composure repeatedly deflected Feng Tianlong's fierce attacks. The more Feng Tianlong fought, the more agitated he became; his instincts told him that this opponent was no longer the "trash" he could easily defeat before. Li Ming's strength had significantly increased in a short time, even putting some pressure on him.
This filled Feng Tianlong with immense anger and resentment. He had always been confident, believing himself flawless, especially after absorbing demonic power; he thought no one in the world could rival him. But now, this once insignificant Li Ming was able to contend with him, forcing him to go all out.
"You worthless piece of trash... how dare you push me this far!" Feng Tianlong roared in fury, his eyes ablaze with boundless rage. He had completely lost his rationality, consumed by a burning desire to kill. Even though he felt his Spiritual Energy dwindling and his body pushed to its limits, he still could not accept such humiliation.
"I will show you what true power is!" Feng Tianlong bellowed as he unleashed the last remnants of his Spiritual Energy. Dense Black Qi erupted from his body like a raging flame, distorting the air around him as if heaven and earth were trembling. He bet everything on this final attack, vowing to crush Li Ming completely.
Li Ming watched the madness in Feng Tianlong's eyes; he could sense the endless killing intent and despair emanating from him. Feng Tianlong's power was indeed terrifying, but Li Ming did not flinch; he knew this strike would be crucial in determining the outcome.
Feng Tianlong roared as his Spiritual Energy coalesced around his fist like a furious black dragon charging at Li Ming. Each step cracked the ground beneath him; every punch could tear through the air. Li Ming calmly focused on this overwhelming force; there was not a hint of wavering in his heart as he gripped his sword tightly, ready to face this ultimate confrontation.
"Come on, Feng Tianlong!" Li Ming murmured to himself, then silently heard Mo Shiu's voice in his mind: "Stay calm... this is your chance."
As the distance between them closed, it seemed as if heaven and earth held their breath at that moment; all sounds on the battlefield faded away, leaving only Feng Tianlong's destructive Spiritual Energy and Li Ming's calm and determined gaze. In that instant, their fates intertwined; regardless of the outcome, it would be a cataclysmic clash.
Feng Tianlong's fist finally came crashing down; the black Spiritual Energy surged like a towering wave. Li Ming's sword met it head-on, and two powerful forces collided in mid-air with an ear-splitting roar. A massive shockwave shook the entire battlefield as light and fierce winds enveloped heaven and earth in an instant, as if doomsday had arrived.
In this earth-shattering showdown, Li Ming's perseverance clashed head-on with Feng Tianlong's ferocious power, and the outcome had already been determined in that very moment.
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