The End of the World: Chaos

"In today's battle, do you understand where you are?" Red Skull said coldly, his voice as sonorous as a hammer, with a hint of intimidation. "Do you think you can do whatever you want with the Soul Gem in your hand?"

Yang Yi smiled slightly, his eyes were sharp, revealing fearlessness and determination. He said: "Whether you can run rampant depends on whether you have real ability."

Before he finished his words, the Red Skull pounced on him like a cheetah, and the flashing sword in his hand pierced Yang Yi's heart, as if foreshadowing that he was about to be in dire straits. The smell of blood was already in the air.

"You are really confident!" Yang Yi narrowed his eyes, then dodged sideways with light steps like a fish out of water. Red Skull took advantage of the situation, turned around and pressed forward, his sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and the layers of attacks were like a storm, unstoppable.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Yang Yi looked at the Red Skull coldly, with a scornful smile on his lips. As his soul gem flashed, his body turned into a stream of light, and he jumped up in an instant, easily dodging the attack. When he landed, he spun around and kicked, and his flying kick hit the Red Skull's face.

"Ah!" Red Skull had never expected Yang Yi to counterattack so quickly, and was hit in the side of his face. He was furious and angry. He gritted his teeth, yelled, turned around, steadied his steps, and swept his backhand, heading straight for Yang Yi.

But Yang Yi's figure was like a traceless object. Almost at the moment when the Red Skull's attack came, he turned around gracefully to dodge, and then attacked again with the force of an arrow, hitting the Red Skull heavily.

"You are still too young!" Yang Yi said coldly. Before he finished speaking, he had already launched an attack like a ferocious beast. His fist was as hot as flames, heading straight for the Red Skull.

The Red Skull secretly hated the situation. Facing the current situation, his anger was like a raging river. He never thought of drawing his sword to counterattack, trying to show his strength and speed in order to compete with Yang Yi. He soared into the air and used his long-dead fighting skills to try to knock Yang Yi down.

"Unfortunately, there won't be another chance like this!" Yang Yi's face remained calm, the soul gem in his hand flickered like a star, and emitted unique energy fluctuations with every movement. He concentrated his mind, gathered strength in his right hand, and struck the Red Skull fiercely like a mountain torrent.

The Red Skull's sword flashed like lightning and came straight towards him, but Yang Yi's power was like a flood and a beast, and he could no longer resist. He knocked the Red Skull away in an instant, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem..." Red Skull was shaken, as if he had lost all his strength. The proud look on his face was instantly destroyed, and his heart was filled with bitterness. He looked up at Yang Yi and tried to fight back calmly, "Do you think you can control everything if you win?"

"Control everything? No, I just fight for what I deserve." Yang Yi said coldly, his eyes revealing a firm belief. He already knew in his heart that the road to becoming powerful must not stop here.

The Red Skull struggled desperately, gritting his teeth, staring at Yang Yi angrily, "You will pay the price for your actions today! I will never surrender!" He rushed forward again, sword light flashing, momentum like a rainbow, wanting to counterattack with a final blow.

"You are so stubborn." Yang Yi sneered, and the light of the Soul Gem in his hand became more and more dazzling, as if responding to his inner anger and determination. With a low roar, the energy of the Soul Gem instantly released a blazing beam of light, heading straight for the Red Skull.

"What a powerful attack?" The Red Skull's face changed drastically. He had never expected that Yang Yi had such ability. He lost the chance to resist in an instant. The beam of light hit him like thunder and knocked him heavily to the ground. He could not get any response and was in great pain.

"Those who fight for power will eventually bring about their own destruction." Yang Yi looked down at the miserable Red Skull on the ground, without a trace of sympathy in his tone.

The Red Skull's face was pale and despair filled his heart. Realizing that there was no chance of a comeback, he raised his head with difficulty, "You... thought I would give up so easily?" He tried his best to struggle and resist, but his body was already powerless.

"You had a chance, but you gave it up." Yang Yi's tone was cold, like a verdict, with ruthlessness and determination in his eyes, as if he had already abandoned the fate of the Red Skull behind him.

"Yes, I lost the battle today, but there will be more enemies to take my place in the end!" The Red Skull's words were filled with despair and unwillingness. His soul's will began to gradually dissipate, and he knew in his heart that he was no longer able to fight back.

"Enemy? That's nothing but a barrier between you and me, and it will only make me great in the end." Yang Yi said with a hint of contempt.

The Red Skull's body gradually lost its vitality and finally fell heavily, leaving an empty space behind.