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The mysterious man's gaze fixed on Zhang Tianfeng, a strange smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He began to wield an even more mysterious power, his swordsmanship becoming more fierce, each strike seemingly containing boundless might. Zhang Tianfeng felt the increasing pressure, his spear and sword clashing as if struggling forward in a storm.
His brow furrowed, his determination growing stronger. Suddenly, a familiar move came to mind.
Zhang Tianfeng unleashed his most powerful martial arts technique - "Breaking Spear, Sinking Sand." His spear moved, emitting a sharp buzzing sound as it thrust towards the mysterious man. This move was meticulously researched by Zhang Tianfeng over the years, combining his weapon skills and the power of the wind element. The wind element on the spear condensed, forming a whirlwind-like assault with astonishing power.
"Break the spear and sink the sand!" Zhang Tianfeng's voice resounded like thunder, with all his momentum and strength concentrated in this move. The tip of the spear emitted a brilliant magical energy of wind, forming a huge eye of the storm, heading straight for the mysterious man.
The mysterious man's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not evade. Instead, he smiled and met this powerful attack. His sword danced, its light flashing, dividing the eye of the storm and creating fissures, effectively neutralizing the attack of "Break the spear and sink the sand."
Zhang Tianfeng's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect the mysterious man to be able to easily handle his strongest attack. However, he was not discouraged. Instead, he firmly tightened his grip on the halberd in his hand.
The confrontation between the two was like lightning and fire, with every move being extremely exquisite. Zhang Tianfeng's halberd technique was unpredictable, his body agile, sometimes light as a breeze, and sometimes suddenly heavy, like a mountain pressing down.
The mysterious man's swordsmanship was astonishing, as every move seemed to predict Zhang Tianfeng's next step. He continuously deciphered Zhang Tianfeng's attacks, deftly evading each strike of the halberd's shadow, and then swiftly counterattacking, forcing Zhang Tianfeng into a difficult situation. Their weapons clashed, each time causing Zhang Tianfeng to feel immense pressure, almost struggling to breathe.
Zhang Tianfeng's offensive gradually became restrained, his movements becoming more difficult, and each swing of his weapon grew heavier. The mysterious man seemed to anticipate his every move, always able to counter at critical moments. Zhang Tianfeng attempted different attack patterns, but the mysterious man always quickly found a solution to neutralize his attacks.
As he gradually fell into passivity, Zhang Tianfeng suddenly felt a sharp pain during a confrontation, and a shallow wound flowed down his arm. The mysterious man took advantage of a small loophole and successfully injured him. Although the injury was not severe, it made Zhang Tianfeng more alert. He knew that the mysterious man's strength far exceeded his expectations.
As the battle continued, Zhang Tianfeng gradually fell into a disadvantage, forced to retreat step by step by the mysterious man. His movements became more and more unstable, his breathing became rapid, and his expression gradually became serious. A hint of mockery flashed in the mysterious man's eyes, as if he had already foreseen this scene.
Just as the mysterious man was about to deliver a fatal blow, a sense of unwillingness suddenly surged in Zhang Tianfeng's heart. He took a deep breath, and suddenly his whole body became heavy with energy. Then, the energy of the wind enveloped the halberd - "Breaking Wind Slash".
The halberd's shadow was like the wind, the blade was like a sword, and in an instant, a whirlwind formed, sweeping the entire arena. Zhang Tianfeng's figure appeared extremely agile in the storm, his movements becoming as swift as the wind. This move not only carried destructive power, but also contained his control over the wind, enveloping the entire scene in the power of the wind.
However, the mysterious man did not panic. He sneered, and in an instant, his figure disappeared, evading Zhang Tianfeng's attack. Then, he suddenly appeared behind Zhang Tianfeng, his sword flashing as it thrust towards Zhang Tianfeng's back.
At the critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed towards the mysterious man, using powerful force to push him back several steps. It was Di Fei, using his own body to protect Zhang Tianfeng. Di Fei's face showed a determined expression; he knew he had to step forward and protect his friend's safety.
The intense and thrilling showdown between the mysterious man and Di Fei became increasingly fierce. Di Fei's swordsmanship was skilled and agile, as he seized every opportunity to counter the attacks of the mysterious man, employing a strategy of defensive retaliation. Despite the formidable strength of the mysterious man, he was unable to immediately gain the upper hand against Di Fei's defense.
The two figures swiftly intertwined on the stage, amidst flashes of blades and shadows, as if evolving into a pinnacle martial arts duel. Di Fei alternated between evading and counterattacking, his blade intertwining with that of the mysterious man, creating dazzling sparks.
However, as time passed, Di Fei gradually fell into a disadvantage. The mysterious man's swordsmanship became sharper, with each move targeting Di Fei's vital points, forcing him to expend more energy to protect himself. Di Fei's face gradually turned pale, and he sustained several shallow wounds, feeling his strength gradually waning.
Just as the mysterious man was about to deliver the final blow to Di Fei, a powerful force suddenly erupted from Di Fei's body. His speed abruptly increased, almost surpassing the limits visible to the naked eye. His figure became elusive, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the mysterious man, launching a counterattack against him.
The mysterious man's eyes became serious, he did not expect Di Fei to suddenly erupt with such powerful speed. He hastily dodged, narrowly avoiding Di Fei's attack, but his robe had already been torn. However, a sly smile appeared on the mysterious man's face, as if he had already anticipated Di Fei's awakening power. There was excitement in his eyes, as if he was satisfied with the development of the battle. Di Fei had suffered heavy injuries, his wounds making him look disheveled, but his eyes remained firm and unyielding.
The mysterious man was not defeated. He took a deep breath, then suddenly turned around, his gaze sharp as he scanned the people present. His voice was cold and low: "The Sandstorm Organization is about to strike. You still have a chance to submit early. If you are unwilling to submit, then be prepared to face the future crisis."
His words were full of threats, making everyone present involuntarily feel a sense of oppression. However, their eyes still shimmered with a firm light, as if they would not easily yield.
As soon as the mysterious man's voice fell, a strong stormy atmosphere suddenly pervaded, making people feel suffocated. This storm seemed to come very suddenly, like a disaster that came out of nowhere.
Everyone felt something unusual and looked around vigilantly, only to find that the storm seemed to be centered around the mysterious man and did not affect other areas. The strong wind tore through the surrounding land, lifting the dust on the platform and creating a chaotic scene.
Suddenly, the figure of the mysterious man began to blur, as if being swallowed by the storm. Just when everyone thought he was about to disappear, he suddenly pointed his finger, and a uniquely shaped hourglass appeared in his hand.
The sand grains in the hourglass flowed, emitting a faint sound. The voice of the mysterious man followed the flow of the hourglass: "The time is coming, and you have nowhere to escape. I will reappear when the sand in the hourglass runs out, and then you will witness the power of the sandstorm."
His voice gradually faded, as if disappearing with the sand grains in the hourglass. In his final words, there was an irresistible threat, creating an unprecedented pressure on everyone present.
As the mysterious man's words fell, his figure also dissipated into the storm, as if he had disappeared from this world, leaving only the hourglass quietly existing, seemingly declaring the conspiracy of the future.
The hearts of the people were filled with unease and doubt. They knew that the shadow of the sandstorm was approaching, and more battles were about to unfold.
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