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Feng Tianlong's roar echoed across the battlefield, his entire body engulfed in black flames. These flames seemed to possess a will of their own, twisting and rolling, forming swirling Ghost Fire that danced around him. With a low growl, he commanded, " dark flame!" Instantly, the Ghost Fire responded as if it had heard his command, transforming into countless black fireballs that surged towards Li Ming with ferocity.
Feng Tianlong's fists and feet struck like a torrential storm against Li Ming, each blow infused with immense Spiritual Energy, heavy as a mountain. Gritting his teeth, Li Ming wielded his sword in a flurry of movements, desperately trying to block Feng Tianlong's onslaught. However, the black Ghost Fire followed him relentlessly, making it difficult for Li Ming to cope.
"Bang! Bang!" Li Ming managed to slice through two black fireballs with his sword, but he couldn't evade the third. The fireball struck his chest directly, searing his armor and sending waves of fiery pain coursing through him. He staggered back several steps, momentarily stunned.
Seeing this, a cruel glint flashed in Feng Tianlong's eyes. His mouth opened wide, revealing sharp fangs like a predatory beast. His maniacal laughter was laced with endless malice and madness as he propelled himself forward like a bolt of black lightning, lunging at Li Ming.
"You can't escape, Li Ming!" Feng Tianlong bellowed, gathering powerful Spiritual Energy in his fist before bringing it crashing down towards Li Ming's head. The black Ghost Fire surged alongside him, as if eager to completely consume Li Ming.
Li Ming's expression darkened as he quickly leaned back to evade Feng Tianlong's lethal strike. However, the pain in his chest slowed him just enough. Feng Tianlong's punch grazed his cheek while the Ghost Fire swiftly followed suit. Li Ming barely had time to react before he was engulfed by flames.
"Damn it!" Li Ming felt the chilling Ghost Fire burning his skin, agony coursing through him. Yet he gritted his teeth and rolled to the side, using his sword to extinguish the approaching Ghost Fire. But Feng Tianlong's assault showed no signs of stopping; like a ferocious tiger, he lunged at Li Ming once more.
The battle between them raged like a tempest; Feng Tianlong's madness and strength left Li Ming gasping for breath. The injury on his chest further hindered his movements, putting him on the brink of despair.
Li Ming realized there was no retreat left for him. With determination surging within him, he began to frantically channel the Spiritual Energy within his body. Taking a deep breath, he concentrated all of his Spiritual Energy into his chest and unleashed it explosively. Thunder Power erupted from his veins like a raging current, weaving an intricate web of electricity in the air. The thunder crackled like spider silk growing from within him, shimmering with azure light and emitting a piercing "zzzz" sound directed at Feng Tianlong.
However, Feng Tianlong’s eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain. Faced with the brilliant thunderstorm, he showed no fear; instead, a bloodthirsty grin spread across his face. He lunged forward like a fierce tiger; the thunder struck him but only sparked faintly against his iron-like body.
"This little power won't hurt me," Feng Tianlong scoffed. With a powerful kick from the ground, he launched himself into the air and aimed a kick at Li Ming's sword with such force that Li Ming nearly lost grip on it. With a resounding clang, his sword was dented and even showed faint cracks along its sharp edge.
Li Ming felt a sinking sensation in his heart; he knew that if he continued to defend himself like this, he would inevitably fall under Feng Tianlong’s control. He had to break free from this disadvantage. In an instant decision fueled by desperation, Li Ming hurled his sword at Feng Tianlong’s chest with all his might before pivoting and driving an elbow packed with tremendous force into Feng Tianlong's abdomen.
Feng Tianlong watched in surprise as Li Ming suddenly changed his attack strategy, but he quickly smirked and dodged the incoming sword strike. At the same time, he raised his hand to block, firmly catching Li Ming's elbow strike. "Hahaha!" Feng Tianlong's laughter echoed like thunder as he looked down at Li Ming's fist, his smile filled with cruelty and disdain. "Is this your full strength? Pathetic!"
Feng Tianlong's palm was like iron, gripping Li Ming's elbow strike tightly. Li Ming felt the weight of Feng Tianlong's grip, as heavy as a mountain, making it impossible for him to retract his arm. The man's strength and speed were far beyond what he had anticipated; even with all his might, he couldn't budge him an inch.
Li Ming gritted his teeth, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. He knew he couldn't afford to delay any longer; he had to find a flaw in Feng Tianlong's defense, or this battle would become even more hopeless.
Seeing Feng Tianlong in control, Li Ming felt a surge of anxiety. Suddenly, an idea struck him. Taking advantage of Feng Tianlong's momentary distraction, he executed a sweeping kick aimed at Feng Tianlong's lower body. His movements were swift and decisive, carrying the speed of thunder. However, when his leg struck Feng Tianlong's calf, it felt as if he had kicked a towering mountain.
Feng Tianlong remained as steady as a rock, showing no signs of being shaken. Instead, a more sinister smile spread across his face. "You think such tricks can move me?" He scoffed and seized the opportunity while Li Ming's leg was still extended, his powerful hand lunging out to grasp Li Ming's calf with such force that Li Ming found himself unable to resist.
"You’re asking for death!" Feng Tianlong growled fiercely, his muscular arm swelling as he effortlessly lifted Li Ming like a chick, leaving him dangling upside down in the air. Blood rushed to Li Ming’s head, blurring his vision, but he refused to surrender; instead, he retaliated with fury.
"You think you can suppress me like this?" Li Ming gritted his teeth and shouted as he swung his fists rapidly—one punch after another—aiming for Feng Tianlong’s face and chest. Each punch carried the determination of desperation but was easily blocked by Feng Tianlong’s single hand as if it were an impenetrable wall.
Feng Tianlong’s palm acted like an invisible barrier; every time Li Ming struck, it felt like hitting an indestructible steel plate. A look of disdain flickered in Feng Tianlong’s eyes as he effortlessly deflected each of Li Ming’s attacks without even feeling a gust of wind from them. He gazed at Li Ming’s furious yet helpless expression with mockery in his heart.
"In front of me, you dare to show off?" Feng Tianlong sneered softly, tightening his grip on Li Ming’s calf until the bones creaked ominously. With a sudden motion, he hurled Li Ming towards the ground as if intending to crush him completely.
Li Ming tumbled through the air, desperately trying to stabilize himself but found it impossible to escape Feng Tianlong's control. Every movement and every counterattack felt utterly futile against him.
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