
Dashingly, Wang Yin stood in the middle of the arena, facing a formidable opponent and famous for his resplendent achievements. He is accompanied by a Soul Beast in the form of a Polar Bear that has tremendous power. The atmosphere was so tense as the match began, and Wang Yin had been prepared for the impending incessant attacks.
“Hey, Wang Yin! Prepare yourself for an embarrassing defeat. I'm sure I'll easily beat you. Without the Soul Beast, you are just a weak target!”
With lightning speed, Aimeer unleashed an unrelenting attack, each attack more shocking than the previous one. The overwhelming force behind each blow sent shock waves through the arena, threatening Wang Yin's position. It is a show of strength that invites respect and attention.
“His soul beast attacks are powerful! I must immediately find his weak point,” Wang Yin murmured inwardly.
Assuming that Wang Yin would be an easy target, Aimeer launched an initial attack quickly and hurriedly. Without considering the opponent's tactics or movements, he attempted to incapacitate Wang Yin as quickly as possible with a powerful and uncoordinated attack.
“Your pride won't help you, Aimeer. Don't be so confident. This fight is not over yet,” said Wang Yin calmly as he gripped the handle of his sword dega powerfully. Not to forget he also put up strong horses.
“Oh, really? Do you feel like you can face me without the help of your Soul Beast? How could you possibly stand against my overwhelming power? I am at a level far above you, Wang Yin.” Aimer put on a face so arrogant and dominated with arrogance.
However, Aimeer's arrogance and inaccuracy play a negative role in this strategy. His unguided attacks provided an opportunity for Wang Yin to observe the opponent's attack patterns and weaknesses. With his ingenuity and high concentration, Wang Yin could easily dodge such violent attacks.
Aimeer might be pleased with his aggressive attack, but Wang Yin made the opponent's strength an exploitable rift. With sharp speed and precision, Wang Yin dodged and diverted the less coordinated Aimeer attacks.
With admirable precision, Wang Yin watched every move and attack Aimeer made. He nimbly dodged every attempt of Aimeer's attack with a dazzling speed.
Every attack Aimeer launched seemed futile. Wang Yin calmly and focused, like a dancer following a musical plot, dodged gracefully and darted agilely. He used the speed and precision of movement to gain an advantage. Jumping, rolling, and gliding around the battle arena, Wang Yin seemed to be able to predict each attack and dodge it with perfect timing.
“Wang Yin, why do you keep dodging? Are you afraid to fight me? Come attack me!” Aimer was furious that Wang was constantly dodging rather than counterattacking him. Aimeer wanted a fierce fight that would show his abilities to the audience.
“You're wrong, Aimeer. I'm not scared. I chose to dodge your attack because it was true intelligence. I was looking for your weak point,” Wang Yin murmured inwardly.
With quick movements and burning energy, Aimeer launched the strongest attack he had. His sword glided at an astonishing speed, heading straight towards Wang Yin who was standing tall before him.
However, with overwhelming reflexes, Wang Yin dodged nimbly. It leapt and spun in the air, dodging the deadly attacks from Aimeer with dazzling skill. Wang Yin's sword moved at lightning speed, launching an unexpected counterattack.
In an instant, Wang Yin's sword attack charged towards Aimeer with incredible precision and strength. Aimeer, who was still shocked by the speed and dexterity of his opponent, was unable to dodge perfectly. Wang Yin's sword injured his arm, leaving a trace of deep wounds.
Aimeer gritted his teeth firmly, “This is impossible! How could he dodge so precisely?”
Wang Yin prepared himself for the next attacks. He realized that Aimeer's arrogance and arrogance had caught him off guard, and he would seize this opportunity to control the course of the fight.
In a tense state, the battle between Wang Yin and Aimeer continued, with the two facing each other in a fierce struggle to show who was superior.
In an instant, Aimeer who was full of ingenuity launched his cunning plan. Unexpectedly by Wang Yin, he quickly took out the powder from his hand, which shot into the air and caused the powder to envelop the surroundings.
Wang Yin, who suddenly faced the powder fog, felt her vision was impaired. He tried hard to see through the fog that blocked his view, but the time that passed was only precious seconds.
“You think you will win this fight, Wang Yin?”
On this occasion, Aimeer quickly launched his attack. It moved with incredible precision and speed, using every movement to maximize the gains it gained from the negligence of Wang Yin.
The Aimeer Sword glided deftly and precisely towards the helpless Wang Yin in the darkness of the powder mist. The attack arrived with a perfect shock, inflicting deep wounds on Wang Yin before she could react.
Aimeer smiled cynically, “You are too naive, Wang Yin. Your arrogance makes you easily defeated.”
the powder thrown by Aimeer hit Wang Yin's eyes, causing her to suddenly go blind. Wang Yin felt a sense of panic enveloping her, while a sense of pain engulfed her body from the incessant attacks launched by Aimeer.
In the enveloping darkness, Wang Yin tried to fumble around her, figuring out where the crafty Aimeer was. However, the sharp attacks from Aimeer continued to lash relentlessly, utilizing his disturbed state to produce deeper injuries.
Despite the difficult circumstances, he endured the pain and tried to concentrate his mind. With his eyesight still dark and erratic, he relied on his instincts and body sensitivity to fight back.
Wang Yin felt the blood rushing through her body, reminding her of the price she had to pay. However, his determination did not falter. He vows not to give in to darkness and pain, but to use his true strength to confront Aimeer.
In that moment of tension, Wang Yin felt anger rising within her. Despite being squeezed under difficult circumstances, his voice sounded resolute and full of anger as he let out his murmur.
"Aimeer ... Do you dare to use cunning in this fight?" he muttered in a voice that was panting but filled with power. The voice was filled with clear decisiveness and displeasure rang out.
In the darkness that surrounded his vision, Wang Yin felt a burning fury within him. Dissatisfaction over Aimeer's dishonorable actions in this fight aroused a ferocious energy within.
Although he could feel every Aimeer strike that hit his body, Wang Yin did not let the pain dampen his anger.
“Good. This time I will not be compassionate. Now it's my turn to attack!”