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With Wu Chenzi's announcement, the atmosphere around the Arena suddenly tensed. The audience's gaze was fixed on the two formidable warriors about to clash.
Jiu Shen Zi, dressed in luxurious brocade robes, exuded an aura of regal authority that commanded respect without anger. He gently waved the folding fan in his hand, as if the impending battle were merely a trivial game to him.
In stark contrast, Qin Hao wore a rugged sheepskin coat, his grip on the steel weapon tight, his eyes shining with unwavering determination. Every muscle in his body was taut, revealing his seriousness and anticipation for the fight ahead. Yet, facing Jiu Shen Zi's seemingly casual demeanor, Qin Hao couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease.
Hmph, a mere mountain dweller dares to challenge this Shenzi? Jiu Shen Zi chuckled lightly, his tone laced with disdain. In an instant, he vanished from sight, appearing like a ghost at Qin Hao's left side. With a swift flick of his fan, he unleashed a gust of wind aimed at Qin Hao's shoulder.
Qin Hao reacted swiftly, raising his steel weapon to block the strike. However, he was inwardly astonished by Jiu Shen Zi's incredible speed. If he continued to fight conventionally, victory would be elusive; he needed to find a flaw and strike unexpectedly.
As Qin Hao pondered his strategy, Jiu Shen Zi changed tactics once more. This time, instead of attacking directly, he circled around Qin Hao with rapid movements—sometimes accelerating, sometimes halting abruptly. The fan in his hand seemed almost alive, creating afterimages that dazzled the eye.
Qin Hao felt surrounded by danger but struggled to pinpoint Jiu Shen Zi's true form. He could only defend passively, exhausted from evading the relentless onslaught.
Ha ha! Is this all you've got? How disappointing! Jiu Shen Zi taunted as he toyed with Qin Hao.
Beads of sweat began to form on Qin Hao's forehead, but he refused to give up. He knew he could not allow himself to be toyed with any longer.
Suddenly, a flash of resolve crossed Qin Hao's eyes. He took a deep breath as if awakening some inner power within him. In an instant, his body surged with enhanced strength and speed.
With a mighty roar, he swung his steel weapon in a brilliant arc, forcing Jiu Shen Zi to respond.
Seeing this, Jiu Shen Zi finally displayed a hint of seriousness on his face. He quickly closed his fan and thrust both palms forward. A massive surge of spiritual energy coalesced into a protective shield that blocked Qin Hao's lethal strike.
Yet Qin Hao did not relent; using the momentum from his attack, he lunged at Jiu Shen Zi like a leopard, and they became locked in an intense close-quarters battle.
Dust swirled around the Arena as their figures darted and clashed; each collision sent waves of force rippling through the air.
Jiu Shen Zi wore a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, but there was a glint of coldness in his eyes. He understood that continuing this game was pointless; it was time to reveal his true power and teach this audacious mountain dweller an unforgettable lesson.
I've had my fun; it's time to end this tedious game. Jiu Shen Zi murmured softly. Though his voice was light, it carried an irresistible force that silenced the entire Arena.
Suddenly halting in place, Jiu Shen Zi's spiritual energy surged wildly around him, forming a dazzling halo that enveloped him entirely. His gaze sharpened unnaturally as if he could see into the depths of Qin Hao's soul.
Killing you will be as easy as pie for me. Jiu Shen Zi's words were chilling as they pierced through the air like ice.
With a swift motion of his hand, an overwhelming force erupted from his palm—a brilliant beam of spiritual energy shot toward Qin Hao.
The speed of this beam surpassed human perception; Qin Hao barely had time to react before he felt an overwhelming aura of death bearing down upon him.
He tried his best to evade, but his body felt as if it were frozen in place, unable to move.
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