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The four of them gradually deepened their understanding of the ancient stele's secret inscription, gradually unraveling the unknown mysteries, while danger followed closely behind. This ancient ruin seemed to have become the target of public criticism, with people from all walks of life coming one after another, and the opposition between good and evil becoming increasingly apparent. As the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon, an unprecedented great battle was about to begin.
Qingyang stood in front of the dilapidated hall, his eyes like a bottomless ancient well, solemn and profound. He gently touched his long sword and calmly said, "This battle is unlike any other. We will face unprecedented strong enemies, and each of us must bring out our utmost."
Lin'er Gently tapping the Frost Sword in her hand, she responded with a relaxed expression, "Don't worry, Wind Hero, this little disturbance is a piece of cake for us. As long as we work together, we are invincible." Although her tone was light, the sword in her hand was tightly gripped, ready for battle.
Red Dust stood quietly to the side, her long whip lightly dancing in her hand, ready to strike at any moment. She calmly said, "Battle is inevitable, the key is to achieve the greatest victory with the least loss. We need to proceed with caution."
Shi Potian brandishes a large sword, with high morale and great ambition: "Come, let those who dare to challenge us see what a true martial arts master is!"
As the first light of dawn penetrates the dense forest and shines on the ancient ruins' bricks, this once quiet place gradually becomes noisy. Experts from all walks of life in the martial arts world, either walking alone on the edge of the ruins or chatting in small groups, each person's aura is extraordinary, with more or less a glint of exploration and ambition in their eyes.
Wind Qingyang stood under an ancient tree, his eyes sharp as an eagle, carefully observing the new arrivals. There was little change in his expression, but his deep gaze revealed calculation and vigilance.
Meanwhile, Lin'er sat lightly on a branch, playfully swinging her legs. Curiosity sparkled in her eyes as she occasionally made funny faces at Wind Qingyang, trying to lighten the serious atmosphere. She mockingly whispered, "It looks like today will be a lively day with so many 'heroes' gathered. I wonder what sparks will fly."
Red Dust leaned against a huge rock, her long whip casually coiled in her hand, her eyes calmly scanning the surroundings, seemingly evaluating the strength of each master. A faint smile played at the corner of her mouth, but it did not diminish her killing intent: "Among these people, there are no lack of old opponents. Today, it's probably inevitable to have a battle."
Shi Potian stood to the side, his large knife inserted into the ground, his hands crossed in front of his chest, muscles tense, showing a ready-to-fight posture. Excitement shone in his eyes as he laughed loudly, "Good, it's just right to let them see how formidable I, Shi Potian, am!"
At this moment, several powerful experts walked to the center of the ruins one after another, immediately attracting the attention of the surrounding crowd. One of them, dressed in a deep blue robe and wielding a precious sword, exuded an extraordinary aura, clearly a renowned figure in the martial world. His gaze swept through the crowd, finally settling on Feng Qingyang and the other three, and he calmly spoke, "Greetings, heroes and warriors. It seems that we have all gathered here today for the legendary Divine Weapon. In that case, why don't we have a competition to see who is worthy of obtaining the Divine Weapon."
With these words, the atmosphere around them immediately became tense. Many experts showed keen interest, while Feng Qingyang and the others exchanged silent opinions with each other.
The battle is about to begin, with dark clouds filling the sky and thunder rumbling, seemingly sensing the impending intensity of the fight.
As the leader of the four, Wind Qingyang makes the first move, his long sword carrying a cold gleam as it directly targets an expert from the evil faction. The sword light flows like water, and the sword momentum is like a dragon, instantly forcing the opponent to retreat several steps.
Lin'er Immediately launched an attack, her Frost Sword was like the cold ice in winter, every swing carried a sharp chill, making it difficult to face head-on. She moved lightly, as if detached from the world, leaving people puzzled.
As for Red Dust, she was as calm as a virgin and as agile as a rabbit. Her long whip drew a series of tracks in the air, like a black python, sometimes coiling, sometimes lashing out, leaving opponents defenseless.
Shi Potian's broadsword is incredibly powerful, with each strike seeming to split the heavens and earth. His booming laughter echoes across the battlefield, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.
The battle sees multiple reversals, with experts from both sides displaying their extraordinary skills, creating an intense and fierce scene. Amidst the flashing blades and shining swords, everyone's state of mind is constantly changing. Some persist in pursuing justice, others seek power, while some fight for their personal beliefs.
Wind Qingyang constantly commands in battle, his eyes filled with wisdom and decisiveness. Every move he makes is just right, keeping the four of them undefeated in this chaotic battle.
Lin'er moves through the battlefield, her every attack filled with artistic beauty. Even in this slaughter, she manages to maintain a sense of composure and elegance.
The fighting style of Hongchen is calm and precise, she always manages to strike at the critical moment, delivering a fatal blow to her opponent. Her long whip seems to be connected to her will, and every swing is full of power.
Shi Potian's bravery is truly admirable, his broadsword dominates the battlefield, unstoppable by anyone. His heroic spirit infects everyone, even in adversity, he does not lose courage and hope.
The merciless midday sun cast long shadows on the battlefield, much like the prolonged and arduous battle itself. Wind Qingyang and others had been locked in fierce combat with skilled opponents for a long time. Many on both sides had been forced out of the fighting due to injuries, leaving broken swords and armor scattered on the ground, and a tense, bloody atmosphere in the air.
At this critical moment, Wind Qingyang's sharp eyes spotted a small vulnerability in the enemy camp. Without a hint of hesitation on his face, a cunning glint flashed in his eyes as he immediately conveyed a new tactic to Lin'er, Hongchen, and Shi Potian with a glance and hand gestures.
Lin'er After receiving the instructions, a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She knew this was an excellent opportunity to turn the tide of the battle. She leaped lightly on the battlefield, like an agile swallow. Her Frosty Sword shimmered with a cold light in the sunlight, and every swing accurately pierced the enemy's weak points. Her every move was filled with ease and playfulness.
Meanwhile, Hongchen stood calmly in place, her long whip dancing in her hand, forming a series of whip shadows. Her gaze was sharp, and every whip strike adeptly blocked the enemy's attacks. At the same time, she cleverly used hidden weapons to occasionally deliver sudden blows to the enemy.
Shi Potian is like a fierce beast charging through the battlefield, swinging his big sword and creating a gust of wind with each swing. Every strike carries a heavy force, sending the enemies flying. His face is covered in sweat and blood, but his fervent fighting spirit remains undiminished, only growing more excited.
Under the precise command of Qingyang, the four of them launch a fierce assault like a raging flood, finally finding a breakthrough and tearing through the enemy's defense like wild beasts. This onslaught catches the skilled fighters of the evil faction off guard, throwing their formation into chaos.
As the battle continued to unfold, the cooperation among Feng, Qingyang, and the others became more tacit, like four sharp swords breaking through the enemy's weaknesses and completely shattering their defenses. In the end, their relentless assault secured victory in this arduous battle, and the heroic performance of the four warriors was etched in everyone's memory.
With the last enemy falling, tranquility finally returned to the battlefield. Feng, Qingyang, and the others stood amidst the ruins, bearing numerous wounds, yet their eyes were filled with the joy of determination and triumph.
Feng Qingyang took a deep breath, gazed into the distance, and said softly, "In this battle, we not only defeated the enemy, but also conquered ourselves. Only by uniting as one can we overcome any formidable opponent."
Lin'er lightly brushed off the dust on their body and laughed, "This battle has made me realize even more the power of teamwork. As long as we work together, we are invincible."
The world stands quietly on the side, her eyes revealing a hint of depth, and she whispers, "Every battle is a tempering of the mind. We constantly grow in this battle, becoming stronger versions of ourselves."
Shi Potian raises his broadsword, exuding confidence, "This great battle proves our strength. From now on, no one in the martial world will dare to underestimate us."
Four people looked at each other and smiled. This battle was not only a physical exercise, but also a baptism of the soul. They learned a lot and grew a lot in this battle.
As the sun gradually set, the evening glow reflected on the ruins, adding a touch of solemnity and magnificence to the battlefield. The four of them stood side by side, looking at the distant horizon.
In this battle, they not only protected the Divine Weapon, but also safeguarded their beliefs and justice in their hearts. In this world, as long as one holds justice in their heart and wields a precious sword, they can overcome all difficulties and move towards a brighter future.
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