"STOP evading!" Kieran shouted angrily at Shu, his frustration becoming evident. Kieran was growing increasingly impatient with Shu's ability to dodge his attacks effortlessly. The intensity of the fight escalated as Kieran pushed forward with even more aggression, determined to land a hit on Shu and prove his dominance. The tension in the air was palpable as the two combatants clashed, their skills and willpower driving them to new heights.
Shu noticed Kieran's movements becoming sluggish and recognized the opportunity. "It's time," Shu thought to himself. Focusing his energy, Shu tapped into his earth magic abilities.
"Earth magic tier 1, Land Echoes!" he exclaimed. The ground beneath Kieran trembled, causing him to lose his balance and become unstable.
Seizing the moment, Shu swiftly advanced towards Kieran, utilizing his wind magic to enhance his speed. Closing in on his opponent, Shu unleashed his fiery power.
"Fire magic tier 1, Fire punch!" he declared, delivering a powerful punch infused with flames directly to Kieran's stomach. The impact of the blazing punch sent Kieran reeling, staggering backward from the force of the attack.
Kieran lay on the ground, defeated and bewildered. His voice carried a mix of disbelief and sadness as he exclaimed, "IMPOSSIBLE! How could I lose?" As his aura gradually faded away, he started to realize the reality of his defeat, and a sense of emptiness washed over him. He struggled to comprehend how someone like Shu could surpass him in strength and skill.
The crowd erupted in cheers and applause, filled with excitement and joy at Shu's victory. The atmosphere was electrifying as everyone celebrated the remarkable feat. Latina, overwhelmed with emotions, couldn't contain her happiness and tears of joy streamed down her face. It was a moment of triumph and unity as Shu's friends and supporters rejoiced in his remarkable achievement.
Suddenly, a man with a red beard entered the hall, clapping in a sinister manner. The atmosphere in the room shifted as everyone turned their attention to him.
It was Sebastian, the notorious leader of the Black Mambas, an assassin organization. Martial Master level. His presence sent a chill down everyone's spine, and a sense of unease filled the air. His dark, piercing gaze scanned the room, and a sly smile formed on his face.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Sebastian chuckled. "Such an interesting turn of events."
The room fell into a tense silence as people exchanged worried glances. Sebastian's reputation preceded him, and his unexpected presence at the celebration raised concerns and suspicions. Everyone wondered what his true intentions were and how his presence would affect the already eventful evening.
To be continue...