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In the grand annals of duels within the Seven Profound Martial House, few clashes could match the intensity of this momentous encounter between Sam and Hong Pele. It was a match that transcended mere combat; it was a symphony of movements, a ballet of momentum, a culmination of energy that built, ebbed, and then exploded in an explosive crescendo.

At first glance, Sam's spear work seemed like a heartbeat behind Max's swift swordplay. For every three strokes of Max's blade, Sam managed just one thrust. But here lay the enigma: that solitary spear thrust by Sam proved impervious to all three of Max's calculated strikes.

This spectacle confounded the onlookers, particularly those whose martial acumen remained in its infancy. To them, Max's intricate swordplay seemed nothing more than elaborate but futile theatrics. It was as though in his every trio of actions, only a single move held any practical value.