She turned to look at the man and asked anxiously.
"How much longer? I can't hold on much longer!"
The strong man's eyes were tightly closed, his brows furrowed, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and said, "Give me one more minute, just one more minute! I must hold on!"
Upon hearing this, the woman took a deep breath and refocused her attention on the shield.
Her hands trembled slightly from exerting too much force, and the light flickered.
The mysterious creature sensed that the woman's power was weakening and rammed the shield even more frantically.
Each impact was accompanied by a piercing sound and a powerful shock.
Wang Fan clenched his fists, his heart pounding with tension. He silently prayed, "Faster! Faster!"
At that moment, he felt the same heart-wrenching feeling he had when watching a movie and seeing the protagonist about to die.
The tension, anxiety, and helplessness intertwined, making his breathing rapid.
He stared intently at the battlefield, as if his gaze could lend them a bit of strength.
Wang Fan's heartbeat sounded like a drumbeat in his own ears, each beat pounding heavily on his nerves.
His lips were slightly dry from nervousness, but he was completely unaware of it, as he was fully immersed in this life-or-death moment.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly, each second agonizing for Wang Fan.
Just then, there was a loud "bang".
The shield of light shattered instantly, like broken glass.
The woman was thrown back by the powerful impact, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this scene, Wang Fan felt a surge of despair and muttered, "It's over, it's all over now."
The mysterious creature roared triumphantly and turned to pounce on the powerful figure again.
The powerful figure remained unusually calm, and his aura grew even stronger.
The powerful figure clasped his hands together, chanting incantations, and a world-destroying energy gathered before him.
Just as the mysterious creature was about to pounce on the powerful figure, the powerful figure suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Die!"
The powerful energy instantly transformed into a dazzling blade, slashing towards the mysterious creature with lightning speed.
The mysterious creature tried to escape, but it was too late.
The sharp blade sliced straight through its body, splitting it in two.
Black blood splattered everywhere, and the mysterious creature collapsed to the ground without even letting out a final scream.
Because they were so close, the powerful reaction force also sent the strong person flying.
His body flew through the air in an arc, like a kite with a broken string.
Then it slammed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Wang Fan rushed over and saw that the strongman's face was pale and his breath was barely a whisper, as if he only had one last breath left.
At this moment, the woman, despite her injuries, struggled to crawl over.
Looking at the powerful figure lying on the ground, the woman asked in a trembling voice.
How are you?
The strong man coughed up blood from his throat and gave a weak smile:
"Don't worry, he's not going to die."
The woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and helped the strong man up.
They helped each other walk to a relatively flat place to sit down and rest.
After a short rest, the strong man's complexion improved slightly.
He looked up at the sky and said, "This place is not safe to stay any longer; we must leave quickly."
The woman nodded.
The powerful man formed hand seals and chanted incantations.
A beam of light rose from his hand, enveloping the two of them.
Immediately afterwards, the light carried them slowly into the sky.
Wang Fan, who was standing nearby, stared wide-eyed at the sight and couldn't help but exclaim, "Holy crap, it can fly! That's amazing! When will I ever be able to do that?"
He watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance with envy and longing, his heart filled with yearning and anticipation for great power.
Wang Fan clenched his fists, secretly vowing to work hard to level up.
I hope to have such amazing abilities as soon as possible, so that I can soar freely in the sky.
Just then, he thought he saw the woman turn around and glance at him. He rubbed his eyes and said, "What's going on? Could she see me?"
Just then, a woman's voice came from beside him: "You seem to talk a bit too much."
Upon hearing this, Wang Fan was so shocked that his mouth gaped open, and he couldn't close it for a long time.
He looked around incredulously, trying to find the source of the sound.
"Don't look anymore, it's me talking to you." The woman's voice rang in his ear again.
"Although you are not in this world, I can sense your thoughts."
Wang Fan stammered, "This...this is too amazing!"
"The best is yet to come, kid. Keep up the good work, and we'll meet again!" The woman's voice carried a hint of mystery.
Upon hearing that noble and sacred voice, Wang Fan couldn't help but recall...
The first time I was on a ship, I was almost killed by the skeletons that came off the undead ship.
The voices that appeared were exactly the same; they were so similar, as if they belonged to the same person.
Wang Fan frowned, pondering to himself, "Could it really be her? This world is too small! Or is it just the same voice?"
Just as Wang Fan was lost in thought, the strongman and the woman had already disappeared into the horizon.
When Wang Fan came to his senses, he looked at the empty sky.
He couldn't help but complain about the connections between all of these things.
"Why can't you just tell me everything at once? You always leave me hanging, only saying half of what you mean!"
"It's making my head feel like a tangled mess, I can't make sense of it at all!"
Wang Fan scratched his hair in frustration and paced back and forth.
"What is the background of this mysterious powerful figure? And who is that woman?"
"And all these strange encounters, are they all coincidences? Or is it what is called fate?"
He frowned, his heart filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Then Wang Fan muttered to himself, "If it's fate, why is it playing such a trick on me? Why has it trapped me in this fog, leaving me unable to find my way?"
"Just tell me directly! Or even give me a hint! This is so frustrating!"
At that moment, his mind was a complete mess, like a lump of mush.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Wang Fan woke up from his sleep. As soon as he opened his eyes, a sweet voice came: "Brother, it's me, Xiao Meng. Open the door quickly."
It turned out to be Xiao Meng. Wang Fan rubbed his temples and got up to open the door.
"Brother, it's time to eat. I made you ginseng stewed chicken, eat up!"
Xiao Meng held a tray in her hands, a warm smile on her face.
Looking at the steaming ginseng stewed chicken, and then glancing up at Xiao Meng, Wang Fan felt his frustration lessen slightly.
"Thank you, Xiaomeng. You're so good to me." Wang Fan took the plate, and smelling the tempting aroma, his stomach started to rumble.
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