Flame & Thunder !

The light shadow martial artist's figure shrouded in a nimbus of power taunted Sam's strategy. 

"Do you plan to exhaust my strength in a war of attrition? An intriguing tactic, yet you, a mere Bone Forging stage martial artist, against my Houtian prowess? Your true essence is no match. Eventually, your resilience will falter."

Sam, amidst this verbal onslaught, gritted his teeth. The prospect of a surprise attack dwindled; victory seemed distant, yet surrender was not an option.

Their exchange continued, and a flurry of strikes and evasions marked the battlefield. Sam danced on the verge of defeat, but his perseverance defied expectations.

Once confident in Sam's imminent downfall, the light shadow martial artist was astounded by the youth's indomitable spirit. The relentless flow of Sam's blood vitality, untapped until now, coursed through his veins, infusing newfound vigor into his weary frame.