Just as Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen were beginning to feel exhausted, Jiang Zhi suddenly had an idea. She remembered that in previous battles, she had noticed a pattern in the guards' attack rhythms. And while their coordination was seamless, there were brief pauses between shifts in formation. With a sudden impulse, she decided to take a chance.
While repelling a guard, Jiang Zhi quickly scanned the area, observing the enemy's movements. She noticed that whenever the guards charged from the left, the defense on the right would be relatively weak. She immediately winked at Shen Qingchen, who understood and nodded slightly.
Then, Jiang Zhi deliberately exposed himself, feigning defeat and stumbling back a few steps. Seeing this, the guards, believing it was an opportunity, rushed forward from the left. Just as their formation shifted, Jiang Zhi shouted loudly, his dagger dancing through the air like a ball of silver light, striking the enemy on the right. Simultaneously, Shen Qingchen exerted his strength, breaking through the enemy's defenses from the left. The two of them formed a pincer attack, momentarily throwing the enemy into disarray.
During this round of raids, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen successfully killed several guards, temporarily relieving the pressure. However, they knew that this was only a temporary solution. The enemy still had the advantage in numbers, and the "Shadow" was still watching closely, so the real crisis was not over.
After a brief respite, the enemy regrouped and launched an even more fierce attack. Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen stood back to back, supporting each other as they once again engaged in a bitter battle. There was no fear in their eyes, only unwavering determination and trust in each other. With every attack they resisted, every counterattack they launched, they fought for survival and for justice.
As the battle dragged on, Jiang Zhi felt her strength draining away, her vision blurring. She knew she couldn't fall. If she did, not only would her and Shen Qingchen's lives be in jeopardy, but all her previous efforts would be wasted, leaving the "Shadow" at large. She endured the fatigue and pain, summoning the last ounce of strength within her body, unleashing her medical and combat skills to the utmost.
She used her knowledge of acupuncture points on the human body to precisely strike the enemy's vital points during close combat, instantly rendering them incapacitated. At the same time, she skillfully used her dagger, blocking and stabbing, each movement perfectly timed to conserve energy as much as possible.
Shen Qingchen did the same, relying on his tenacious perseverance to constantly adjust his tactics. He discovered that the enemy's head was a relatively vulnerable part during an attack, so he seized the opportunity, leaped high, and clamped his legs like a vise around a guard's head. With a firm twist, he heard a "crack," and the guard's neck snapped. This move not only intimidated the enemy but also bought Jiang Zhi precious breathing time.
In this life-or-death struggle, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen gradually developed a tacit understanding. They cooperated with each other, repeatedly avoiding the enemy's deadly attacks while simultaneously inflicting heavy blows on each other. Despite being in dire straits, they were like a pair of stars shining in the darkness, relying on their tenacious will and deep emotions to tenaciously fight against the enemy.
As the battle intensified and the enemy numbers dwindled, Shadow's expression grew increasingly gloomy. He finally realized that Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen were not opponents to be easily defeated. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he decided to take action himself.
Shadow moved, darting in front of Jiang Zhi like a flash of black lightning. His speed was astonishing, and Jiang Zhi felt a flash of light before her eyes, and then a powerful pressure rushed towards her. Without a second thought, she instinctively raised her dagger to block it. Shadow snorted coldly, and a long, narrow scimitar appeared in his hand. Like a venomous snake, the scimitar slashed at Jiang Zhi's dagger.
There was a loud "ding" sound, and Jiang Zhi felt her arm go numb, nearly dropping the dagger. Shadow, taking advantage of the situation, swung another sweep, and Jiang Zhi quickly leaned back to avoid it. The scimitar's blade brushed past her nose, sending a gust of wind through her.
Seeing this, Shen Qingchen was extremely anxious. He shouted loudly and rushed forward recklessly, punching Shadow in the back. Shadow seemed to have eyes on his back. He dodged Shen Qingchen's attack with a sideways move, and at the same time, kicked Shen Qingchen in the abdomen. Shen Qingchen turned sideways to block with his arm, but was still knocked back a few steps by the force of the kick, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Shen Qingchen injured, Jiang Zhi was furious. She ignored her own safety and rushed forward again. She used all her strength, and the dagger in her hand stabbed at "Shadow" like raindrops. "Shadow" resisted and sneered, "Huh, with your little ability, you think you can kill me? You are overestimating yourself!"
Jiang Zhi responded with gritted teeth: "Even if I risk my life today, I will drag you down with me!" As she spoke, she suddenly changed her moves, pretending to stab Shadow in the chest, but in fact, the moment she approached him, she quickly took out a hidden weapon with her left hand and shot it towards Shadow's eyes.
Shadow was startled and quickly turned his head to avoid the blow. The hidden weapon grazed his cheek, leaving a bloody streak. Seizing this opportunity, Shen Qingchen steadied himself and rejoined the fray. He and Jiang Zhi fought side by side, one attacking, the other defending, their coordination growing ever more tacit.
Under the combined attack of the two, Shadow gradually began to struggle. His black robe was ripped in many places, and several wounds appeared on his body. Blood oozed out, staining the robe red. His breathing became rapid, and for the first time, panic appeared in his eyes.
Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen were overjoyed upon seeing this, knowing that the balance of victory was tilting in their favor. Mustering their courage, they launched a final charge. Jiang Zhi's movements were nimble, moving around Shadow like a nimble spirit, constantly searching for his weaknesses. Shen Qingchen, on the other hand, was like a heavy artillery shell, each attack carrying an overwhelming momentum that left Shadow struggling to cope.
Finally, during a fierce exchange, Jiang Zhi seized a gap in Shadow's defense, rushed forward, and with all his strength, plunged the dagger into Shadow's throat. Shadow's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He grabbed Jiang Zhi's arm in vain, trying to pull the dagger out, but his struggle was in vain.
At this moment, Shen Qingchen also dealt with the last enemy beside him. He walked to Jiang Zhi's side and looked at the once arrogant mastermind with her. At this moment, the body of "Shadow" slowly fell down, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed. The arrogance and arrogance he once had were no longer there.
Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen gazed at Shadow's corpse on the ground, their hearts awash with mixed emotions. Years of hatred, countless life-or-death struggles, finally came to an end in this moment. Their bodies were exhausted, barely able to stand, but their eyes shone with the joy and relief of victory. They knew that the mysterious organization was about to collapse, and the buried truths and trampled justice would finally see the light of day.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and sunlight penetrated the clouds, shedding light on a land stained with blood and scars of battle. Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen supported each other, their figures appearing remarkably resolute in the sunlight, as if telling the story of this thrilling legend.
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