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The king raised his spear and charged at the rebels. The room filled with yells and rage, smothering all dialogue out, Wong could only hear himself. In this moment, Wong felt his veins shoot with ice. However, this wasn't his body freezing up with anxiety, with fear. Instead, Wong had reached this flow state, Ultra Instinct. Natural Instinct said to duck or to run or to dodge. NO. Wong drew his sword and slashed in a crescent, above his head, an attempt to block the king. The king chuckled because everyone who has stood before him has failed, anticipating that this mere peasant will also perish from under his spear. THE STRANGEST THING HAPPENED! The king did not miss. The king struck Wong.
After the dust settled, Wong was still standing. So what happened?? The king's weapon had shattered. The Spear of China that shattered into a million pieces. The spear crumbled like shards of a mirror in the king's hands. The soldiers didn't know what to make of it. They stood in shock, not knowing whether to continue obeying the tyrannical king or to bow their heads to Wong, the Savior of the Kingdom. The legendary Spear of China, the kneeler of kingdoms, shattered like it was glass.Â
The rebels knew immediately that they bowed towards Wong. It was a beautiful scene, like petals on a flower; an aesthetic element filled the whole throne room. Quickly, a filling aura filled the throne room, the soldiers fell to their knees, the windows blew open, and the king stood with arms out, as if he were stuck. This mysterious aura hit him differently. Slowly, he was withering down. First, he shed his armor, second, his skin, and lastly, his presence had faded and blown out the window like dust. As the room watched the tyrannical king fade, only one thing was left....
"ALL HAIL KING WONG"
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