The fierce battle between the two raged on, seemingly without end.
The azure fang, with its razor-sharp teeth and claws, attacked relentlessly, its movements fluid and graceful, like a deadly dance.
Zheng Junjie, on the other hand, fought with all his might, defending himself with his sword and evading the azure fang's strikes with lightning-fast reflexes.
For what felt like an eternity, the two clashed with each other.
Zheng Junjie's arms grew heavy and tired as he parried blow after blow, his muscles straining with the effort of keeping the azure fang at bay.
He knew that he couldn't keep this up forever, that he needed to find a way to turn the tide of the battle in his favor.
With each passing moment, Zheng Junjie's hands grew heavier and wearier, his sword arm trembling with exertion.
He knew that he needed to act fast before he became too exhausted to continue.