He wielded a sharp ninja sword, its blade flashing and gleaming, as a series of fierce attacks instantly came his way.

The masters of China tried their best to resist, but the ninja grandmaster was too fast, leaving afterimages wherever his sword passed.

The masters of China were forced into a series of defeats, and their position was in grave danger.

"Watch out!" Qin Ze shouted, his eyes flashing with vigilance.

Without hesitation, he threw himself into the battle.

His figure moved as nimbly as the wind, each step containing immense power.

The longsword in his hand flew, its light streaking across the night sky like a meteor, carrying a chilling aura, aimed directly at the vital points of the ninja grandmaster.

The sword and the knife clashed, producing a crisp metallic clang.

The sword light, like lightning, flashed with a cold gleam, entangled with the sword shadows of the ninja grandmaster.

Qin Ze dodged the blade with a swift movement.

The sound of swords clashing was deafening, and each collision brought forth sparks.

The sword light and the shadow of the blade intertwined, forming a dangerous barrier that firmly locked down the surrounding space.

The movements of a ninja grandmaster are exceptionally unpredictable. Sometimes he is like a shadow, seemingly blending into the night, and other times he is as elusive as a ghost.

His attacks were ruthless and fierce; each blade strike carried the threat of death, making him unpredictable.

He moved nimbly, sometimes attacking, sometimes defending, bringing his swordsmanship to its fullest potential.

Suddenly, a superb sword move was unleashed, its sharpness and force striking like a sudden storm.

Qin Ze's sword light swiftly pierced through the ninja grandmaster's defenses, heading straight for his chest.

The ninja grandmaster's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected his opponent's swordsmanship to be so fierce. He hurriedly swung his sword to defend, but was forced to retreat step by step by Qin Ze's attacks.

Qin Ze pursued relentlessly, his sword flashing like a rainbow, each attack brimming with killing intent.

His swordsmanship was flawless, completely blocking the retreat routes of the ninja grandmaster.

Finally, with a masterful sword move, Qin Ze seized the weakness of the ninja grandmaster, and the sword light pierced through his defenses, striking him directly in the chest.

With a muffled groan, the figure of the Grandmaster Ninja shattered instantly, turning into a blur and disappearing from the battlefield.

His death eased the tension on the battlefield slightly.

Qin Ze took a deep breath, sheathed his sword, and stood on the battlefield, his sharp gaze sweeping over the surrounding enemies.

"How is this possible!" he said with difficulty, his voice filled with disbelief.

The surrounding enemies were also shocked by Qin Ze's sword strike. They stared at the scene in disbelief, their hearts filled with doubt and fear.

"Who is this?!" someone asked in a low voice.

"Could he be some kind of hidden master?"

"How is this possible? He actually killed a Grandmaster with a single sword strike?"

Am I going crazy?

Qin Ze's gaze was cold, and he attacked again without hesitation. His figure was like lightning, quickly weaving among the enemies, the longsword in his hand transforming into a flashing streak of light, its blade sharp and incomparably fierce.

His sword light darted like a dragon, each swing accompanied by an arc of light, as if a god had descended, giving the enemy no chance to react.

The enemy's cries of terror, shouts, and battle cries mingled together, creating a chaotic cacophony.

Qin Ze's figure leaped swiftly across the battlefield, his sword light shattering one local expert after another, leaving them unable to resist.

Someone tried to retaliate, but Qin Ze dodged with agile movements and then struck them down with his sword, ending their life.

Some people tried to attack together, but their attacks were quickly countered by Qin Ze and instead defeated by his sword light.

Sword light and blade shadows clashed in the air, exuding a sharp aura. Every swing of Qin Ze's sword was precise, each strike like a thunderbolt, bringing destructive power.

Before long, the surrounding enemies had been slaughtered by Qin Ze, and the battlefield was littered with corpses.

Qin Ze stood in the center of the battlefield, his aura as powerful as a dragon, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty.

"Is this the power of a true expert? It's terrifying!"

"He was able to kill so many Grandmaster-level experts so easily!"

"We were completely powerless to fight back!"

The surrounding enemies were stunned by Qin Ze's strength, their confidence began to crumble, and they felt utterly helpless and terrified in the face of such a powerful foe.

Qin Ze's power was demonstrated not only by defeating the enemy, but also by shocking the entire battlefield.

His sword light streaked across the night sky like a meteor, each strike carrying an unstoppable force that inspired awe in all who beheld him.

The experts from China were captivated by Qin Ze's performance, watching his every move intently.

When Qin Ze easily killed a local Grandmaster, the strongmen of China cheered excitedly, and applause and cheers resounded throughout the battlefield.

Amidst cheers, someone suddenly shouted Qin Ze's name, as if igniting a flame on the battlefield. Everyone followed suit, shouting Qin Ze's name: "Qin Ze! Qin Ze! Qin Ze!" The cheers on the battlefield merged into a huge wave of sound, soaring into the sky.

On the other side of the battlefield, the four grandmasters from the Liu, Li, Yuan, and Zhu families finally caught their breath.

They watched Qin Ze's heroic performance in the distance, utterly astonished. The Liu family's eldest elder commented, "This Qin Ze, the young master of the Qin family, has actually become this powerful!!"

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