Taking advantage of Meng Zhang's hesitation, I once again used clever movement techniques, hoping to continue my relentless pursuit. However, the same trick is difficult to succeed twice. Meng Zhang no longer sees me as a character with only crude combat techniques, and with his speed surpassing mine, he quickly retreated and opened up distance.
I used the surrounding fire sea for flame transmission, attempting to capitalize on my victory. Meng Zhang still seemed unable to accept the events that just occurred, but instead of retreating blindly, he counterattacked actively, engaging me in close-quarter combat, entering a cycle of mutual injury exchange again. What's fascinating is that one of us manipulates fire, and the other thunder, both using destructive forces unrelated to defensive power. In theory, it should be like a quick draw between two gunfighters deciding life and death swiftly, yet for a moment neither of us could take down the other.
