Her heart pounded rapidly, like a rapid drumbeat, her breathing quickened, and her chest heaved violently. But her gaze grew ever more determined as she stared intently at the enemy's every move, not missing a single flaw, as if searching for a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

In the fierce battle, Xia Wan and Zhao Qian kept searching for each other's weaknesses.

Xia Wan seized an opportunity. When an enemy attacked again, she quickly crouched down, her body tense, like a cheetah poised to pounce, her muscles taut and full of power. Then she suddenly stood up, using the power of her legs and waist to deliver a beautiful spinning kick, powerfully knocking one of them to the ground.

The man let out a scream, clutching his stomach and writhing on the ground in agony. His face was contorted with pain and resentment, his features twisted together, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead as he continued to curse.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Qian charged forward, using his momentum and strength to knock the enemy in front of him to the ground.

However, the enemy quickly got back up. They seemed to have no intention of retreating. Their eyes flashed with a fierce light, like enraged beasts, and they attacked again in a frenzy.

Their attacks became more ferocious, each strike aimed directly at vital points. Xia Wan and Zhao Qian faced increasing pressure, each defense becoming increasingly difficult. Sweat poured from their foreheads, blurring their vision, and their arms and legs were struck several times by the enemy, leaving bruises.

The battle lasted a long time, and Xia Wan felt her strength being constantly depleted, like sand slipping away little by little in an hourglass.

Sweat soaked through her clothes, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her exhausted figure. Strands of hair stuck to her face, making her look utterly disheveled.

Her arms and legs gradually became heavy, and each punch and kick required tremendous effort. Her muscles ached as if they were being pricked by countless needles, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, with only one belief in her heart: she must defeat these enemies.

Her eyes revealed resilience and indomitable spirit, as if declaring to the enemy: You will not be able to defeat me easily. Her gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through the enemy's ferocity.

Finally, through their combined efforts, they managed to defeat all of them.

The enemies lay sprawled on the ground, some groaning in pain, their voices echoing through the air, filled with endless agony: "Ouch, it hurts so much!"

Some fell into a coma and lost the ability to resist, and the battle finally came to an end.

The two were panting heavily, sweat dripping from their foreheads and cheeks onto the ground and disappearing instantly, as if they had never existed.

Xia Wan wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked at the equally exhausted man in military uniform, and asked, "Comrade, are you alright?"

Her voice was a little hoarse from the strenuous exercise, but it was full of concern, like the warm sun in winter, warm and sincere.

The man looked at her gratefully, his eyes filled with admiration and gratitude, and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your help, comrade. My name is Zhao Qian."

His voice was firm and powerful. Despite his physical exhaustion, his military bearing remained undiminished. His uniform shone brightly in the sunlight, as if radiating a sacred glow.

Xia Wan smiled and said, "My name is Xia Wan, Comrade Zhao, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Her smile was bright and confident; although the battle was tough, she felt incredibly proud.

The sunlight shone on her, illuminating her vibrant face and giving her a golden glow. At that moment, she resembled a triumphant warrior, radiating dazzling light.