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At the moment the competition began, Sanshen was filled with anticipation to showcase his abilities, his heart brimming with passion and a desire for battle. He took a deep breath, ready to concentrate all his magical power for a decisive blow against his opponent, eager to demonstrate his strength. However, reality was far more brutal than he had imagined.
Just as he was about to unleash his magic, an invisible yet powerful force suddenly struck him. He barely had time to react before he felt his body lift off the ground as if gravity had vanished, only to crash heavily onto the floor. The impact of that force made it nearly impossible for him to breathe; he lay on the ground, staring up at the high ceiling, his mind blank.
Still in shock, Sanshen kept his hands in the position of releasing magic, stiff and powerless. Facing Wei Dong, he realized that not only did his magic fail to have any effect, but it was also utterly fragile in comparison to the overwhelming power of his opponent. In that moment, he deeply understood the unfathomable strength of Wei Dong and felt a profound sense of helplessness.
The atmosphere around them grew tense; everyone in the Assembly Hall was stunned by this sudden turn of events. A fierce confrontation that had been anticipated ended within the first second. Sanshen ’s fall represented not just his personal defeat but also symbolized the fragility of Boyev's chosen Summoner team in front of Wei Dong. This scene left a deep impression on everyone present.
Wei Dong stood in the arena, looking down at the fallen Sanshen, coldly remarking, "Too weak." His voice was icy and devoid of emotion as he maintained his previous stance, arms raised as if this entire process was merely a trivial episode while waiting for the next challenger to step up. With Wei Dong's chilling words echoing through the Assembly Hall, an indescribable atmosphere enveloped the room. For Polnareff, acting as a temporary referee, this unexpected outcome left him astonished; he momentarily didn't know how to proceed and ultimately announced the result with a hint of awkwardness and uncertainty in his voice: "Um... the match is over; Wei Dong wins."
However, Xiong Wen'an and Boyev were unwilling to let it end there. Xiong Wen'an immediately rebutted excitedly, "Wait! What just happened? I strongly suspect that Wei Dong cheated! I demand a rematch!" His agitated reaction shattered the silence in the hall; his accusations were filled with dissatisfaction and anger, seemingly unable to accept such an absurd outcome. Boyev's reaction was no less fervent; he widened his eyes in support of Xiong Wen'an's demand: "Yes! Rematch!"
At this moment, tension surged throughout the Assembly Hall. The people who had initially been shocked by Wei Dong's swift victory now turned their curiosity toward Xiong Wen'an and Boyev's accusations and demands. Although Wei Dong's performance was powerful, this twist made the competition thrilling again as everyone awaited what would happen next. Polnareff, faced with this sudden demand as a referee, had no choice but to reconsider how to proceed.
In the Assembly Hall, Boyev and Xiong Wen'an's excited voices resembled a storm trying to incite waves of rebellion. Yet at the center of this storm stood Sanshen, feeling an unprecedented silence. The brief confrontation had allowed him to sense Wei Dong's seemingly simple yet boundless magical power; at that moment, Sanshen realized that between himself and Wei Dong lay not just a chasm of strength but also a gap of existence.
Sanshen slowly rose to his feet, shifting his gaze from the floor to Wei Dong. In that instant of connection, it seemed he glimpsed the iceberg within Wei Dong—calm and profound—harboring unimaginable power. Wei Dong's gaze was as tranquil as water but imposed upon Sanshen an unprecedented pressure, as if the weight of all Runic Land rested upon his shoulders.
As Boyev and Xiong Wen'an continued their provocative remarks in an attempt to shake Wei Dong's resolve through verbal attacks, a voice within Sanshen told him that all this resistance and dissatisfaction appeared so pale and powerless before Wei Dong. What they saw of Wei Dong was merely the tip of the iceberg; his true power far exceeded their imagination.
When Xiong Wen'an passionately demanded a rematch in hopes of challenging Wei Dong's authority through this means, Sanshen felt a deep sense of helplessness rising within him. He knew that even if there were a rematch, nothing would change because what Wei Dong displayed was not just immense magical power but also an insurmountable spiritual strength.
At that moment, Sanshen looked at Wei Dong’s steadfast figure like rock and felt a sense of awe swell within him. He finally understood that against an opponent like Wei Dong, neither he nor any Summoner brought by Boyev could shake him even slightly. In this world, there are indeed some individuals who are born rulers, and without a doubt, Wei Dong was one of them.
The knees of the Sanshen gently touched the ground, his voice trembling with unmistakable fear and anxiety, as if he were crushed under immense pressure, helplessly kneeling before Wei Dong, whose presence was as imposing as a mountain. In his eyes, there was not only fear but also deep self-blame and regret. After Wei Dong displayed his unparalleled strength, all of the Sanshen's pride and confidence instantly crumbled, leaving only profound self-doubt and terror.
"I'm sorry... I failed to recognize your greatness. Please spare me..." His voice was so low it was almost inaudible, tinged with a hint of sobbing, as if he were on the verge of tears. "I am no match for you at all!" This statement was not only an admission of defeat to Wei Dong but also a complete denial of his own abilities.
Facing the Sanshen's submission, Wei Dong's gaze held no trace of triumph; instead, it revealed a deep sorrow. He understood that while there were many strong individuals in this world, very few could truly comprehend the weight and responsibility that came with power. The Sanshen's kneeling was not just an act of submission to Wei Dong's strength; it was also a respect for Wei Dong as a true powerhouse who understood and controlled his own power.
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