Ming Jian had completely transformed; his blood now surged with an incredible, almost palpable energy, radiating a newfound strength and vitality. His eyes were ablaze with determination as he fixed his arrogant gaze on Chen Tian.
Crack!
Even the slightest movement of his body made a loud cracking sound. He was ready to unleash his full power at any moment.
Chen Tian felt the intensity of Ming Jian's gaze, signaling his seriousness.
"No more games," Ming Jian growled, his voice filled with newfound strength. "I will not hold back this time. Prepare yourself, kid, for you will face the full force of my power."
With that declaration, Ming Jian grasped his wooden sword tightly and took a firm stance.
His right foot shifted back slightly, grounding him as a surge of energy crackled beneath his skin. A slight crack appeared on the floor beneath Ming Jian's feet, a small indication of the immense power he was putting forth.
