"You carry the Deity Gene within you, a wellspring of tremendous power. However, that power must be harnessed and mastered. Your fury can be a formidable force, but only if you learn to wield it as a weapon, rather than being consumed by it. Don't Disappoint me..boy."

Maer's stern gaze pierced through Yenza, his heart filled with determination and the weight of her expectations. He understood the gravity of the moment and the importance of harnessing his anger as a weapon rather than allowing it to consume him.

With newfound resolve, Yenza shifted his stance, channeling the divine energy within him. He focused on showcasing the techniques he had learned and the power he had cultivated over time.

In a swift motion, Yenza raised his hands, gathering cosmic energy to unleash his first technique. He unleashed a massive blast into the air, scattering the energy across the battlefield. The sky seemed to rain down mini-blasts of energy upon his foes, creating a chaotic and disorienting spectacle. Wendy, momentarily caught off guard, quickly reacted, surrounding herself with a shield of Neos energy, countering the attack and minimizing its impact.

Undeterred, Yenza pressed on, using his close-range prowess to his advantage.

"Neos Zap!"

He unleashed the Neos Zap technique, swiftly reaching out and touching Wendy with a small burst of static Neos energy. She felt a discomfort coursing through her body, momentarily causing her focus to waver.

But Wendy, a formidable opponent, quickly regained her composure. She recognized the need to retaliate.

"Red Stratus!"

A red beam of energy surged forth from Yenza, tearing through the ground with immense force. It showcased the strength he had cultivated, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

"Magenta Stream!"

Wendy, not to be outdone, unleashed her own Magenta-colored beam of energy creating a clash of immense power. The clash was intense, but it became apparent from the very beginning that Yenza had the upper hand in that moment, his power surpassing Wendy's.

The onlookers, including Howl, Liona, Misty, Kolra, and Kayo, watched in awe as the battle unfolded. The air crackled with energy, the ground shook beneath their feet, and the clash of techniques painted the battlefield with vibrant hues.

In that moment, Yenza realized the significance of his growth and the power he possessed within him. With each move, each technique, he stepped closer to his true potential. And Wendy, though challenged, admired his progress, recognizing the formidable adversary standing before her.

As the clash of energy reached its climax, an explosion erupted, engulfing the battlefield in a blinding burst of light. The force of Yenza's 'Red Stratus' beam overwhelmed Wendy's 'Magenta Stream,' causing her to stagger backward. When the dust settled, Wendy stood bruised and bloodied, her body bearing the marks of the powerful impact.

Yenza, fueled by anger , couldn't believe that his attack hadn't knocked her out. A surge of impatience welled up inside them

"Ugh, seriously? HOWWWW is she still standing? This is so frustrating!" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with anger, but before he could act upon her rising fury, Maer's authoritative voice cut through, calling out her name.

"Yenza!" Maer's voice sliced through the chaos, demanding his undivided attention. Yenza's gaze met his mother's, his eyes brimming with confusion. Yet, in that powerful moment, he recognized the weight of her call—to reign in his emotions and reclaim his lost control.

Her voice resonated with unyielding authority as she continued, her words echoing through his core, "Do not allow your anger to consume you! Tap into your inner strength and control your rage."

Breathing heavily, Yenza took a deep breath, channeling his anger and frustration into renewed focus. He knew that allowing his emotions to cloud his judgment would only lead to his downfall.

In the midst of it all, Wendy, though visibly hurt, stood defiantly, her determination unbroken. Blood trickled down her face, but her eyes burned with unwavering resolve. She refused to yield, to let pain overcome her.

"That hurt, but I'm not done yet!"

Yenza assessed the situation, he realized that up-close combat favored Wendy. Her agility and close-quarters skills were difficult to match, and he always found himself at a disadvantage in direct confrontations. However, he also noticed that his powerful energy blasts had the potential to overwhelm Wendy's defenses.

Drawing on his newfound understanding, Yenza formulated a strategy in the heat of battle. He decided to create distance between them, utilizing his speed and evasive maneuvers to stay out of Wendy's reach. By keeping her at bay, he could focus on launching a barrage of energy blasts from a safe distance, aiming to wear down her defenses and force her into a defensive position.

Yenza swiftly put his plan into action. He moved swiftly, darting around the battlefield with calculated precision. Wendy, sensing the shift in tactics, adapted her own strategy, attempting to close the gap and find an opening to exploit. Wendy relentlessly pursued Yenza, her senses heightened and her focus sharpened. She tapped into a reservoir of inner strength. As she closed the distance between them, she began to observe Yenza's patterns and movements, analyzing his attacks and searching for vulnerabilities.

Recognizing that Yenza's strength was not on par with her own, Wendy devised a plan to turn his Neo's attacks against him. She anticipated his next barrage of energy blasts and adeptly maneuvered herself to intercept them. With precise timing and skill, she redirected the energy blasts towards Yenza, utilizing his own attacks as a weapon against him.

Yenza, caught off guard by Wendy's counterstrategy, found himself on the defensive. His Neo's attacks, once effective, now became a source of vulnerability as Wendy skillfully redirected them, overwhelming him with his own power.

Wendy's agility and adaptability allowed her to evade Yenza's attempts to regain control of the battle. She exploited every opening, landing powerful strikes that left Yenza holding his stomach in pain. Her focus and heightened senses enabled her to react swiftly and with precision.

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The tables had turned, and Wendy now held the upper hand. With each calculated move, she exerted her dominance and began to wear down Yenza's defenses. His once-confident demeanor began to waver as he struggled to keep up with Wendy's relentless assault. Wendy gives Yenza one last hit, sending him down to the ground.

As Yenza lay on the ground, bruised and battered, the words of his mother echoed in his mind. He reflected on Maer's teachings, the significance of the Deity Gene within him, and the importance of harnessing his anger as a source of strength. In that moment, a spark ignited within him—a surge of determination and resolve.

Rising to his feet, Yenza's aura transformed, enveloping him in a radiant aqua hue. The power of Neos energy surged through his veins, amplified by the untapped reserves of his Deity energy. His muscles tensed, and his movements became fluid and swift, a testament to the newfound strength that coursed through his body.

Yenza's power-up brought forth a transformation in him. Not only did his strength increase significantly, but his speed and skill reached unprecedented levels. Every strike he delivered crackled with an intensified energy, leaving trails of vivid colors in their wake.

"Behold the true might of a deity unleashed! This is my Ascended power.. Bare witness to the awakening! force that courses through my veins!"

Wendy, momentarily stunned by Yenza's sudden surge in power, braced herself for the oncoming assault. But despite her valiant efforts to defend and counter, Yenza's amplified abilities proved too overwhelming. With a single, ferocious blow, he sent Wendy hurling through the air, her body crashing into the distant mountains with an earth-shaking impact.

As the dust settled and the echoes of the impact faded, a hushed silence fell over the battlefield. All eyes turned to the distant mountains where Wendy had crashed, expecting her to remain motionless, defeated by Yenza's powerful blow. However, to everyone's astonishment, a faint movement caught their attention.

Maer's growl transformed into a sly smile as she witnessed her son's unleashed power. A glimmer of satisfaction gleamed in Maer's eyes, knowing that Yenza had finally tapped into his true potential. She recognized the unlocking of the Deity gene within him.

"Incredible,"

("The Deity gene flows through your veins, my son. You have unlocked its power and shown the world what you are truly capable of. This is just the beginning of our journey, Yenza. Together, we shall conquer all that stands in our way, including that impudent brat 'Purgus.'")

Struggling against the pain and fatigue that threatened to overwhelm her, Wendy slowly pushed herself up from the ground. Her body swayed unsteadily, her breath labored, but the determination in her eyes remained unyielding.

Wendy tapped into the depths of her Neos power, summoning a bright pink aura that enveloped her. The surge of power heightened her abilities, enhancing her speed, strength, and agility. It was a display of sheer willpower; however, the heavy pain of the battle that she endured took its toll on Wendy's body. Despite her efforts to harness her neos power, the injuries she had sustained proved too much to bear. Her body trembled with exhaustion, and the intensity of her Neos aura began to decrease, gradually dissipating into the air.

"This is it! Prepare to take a dive, Wendy!"

Yenza, seizing the opportunity, seized his chance to strike. With a swift and powerful blow, he landed a direct hit on Wendy, sending her hurtling through the air. The force of the impact propelled her across the battlefield and into the open expanse of the ocean.Silence fell over the spectators as they watched Wendy's body form sink beneath the waves.

Wendy's sank beneath the ocean's surface. Maer's focus shifted entirely to Yenza. A sense of pride washed over her, ignited by the power and determination he had displayed during the intense battle. She stepped forward, her gaze fixed upon her son, her voice filled with admiration.

"Yenza! You have surpassed even my expectations," Maer declared, her words resonating with pride and awe. "Your power, your skills, and the way you used them, it is truly remarkable. You have proven yourself worthy of the Deity Gene within you."

Yenza, caught in the whirlwind of his triumph, sought comfort in the sweet embrace of his mother's praise, a delicate smile gracing his lips as he met Maer's admiring gaze.

"Oh, Mother, thank you!" Yenza's voice was filled with excitement, a soft giggle escaping his lips. "I'll keep training and become even more stronger, I promise!"

As Maer praised Yenza, Kayo and Kolra watched, their worry for Wendy etched on their faces. They exchanged glances, silently acknowledging their shared concern for their friend's well-being. Despite Maer's focus on Yenza's triumph, they knew that Wendy's condition was not to be taken lightly.

Kayo, unable to contain his worry any longer, mustered the courage to speak up. "Maer, what about Wendy? Shouldn't you help her? She's hurt."

A fierce glare lays itself upon Maer's face towards Kayo. She took a deep breath, folding her arms as she spoke.

"Do not worry, Kayo.Wendy is strong. She'll recover and rise again, but right now, I need to celebrate Yenza's victory, just like a true warrior!"

Kayo and Kolra exchanged worried glances once again, silently determined to ensure Wendy's well-being as soon as possible.

Maer left with Yenza, and Howl followed suit, leaving Liona to keep an eye on the energetic Misty. Liona scanned the beach, her sharp eyes searching for any sign of the adventurous toddler. A moment of panic washed over her as she couldn't spot Misty anywhere. Liona's heart raced as she called out, "Misty! Where are you?"

Meanwhile, Kolra, still in her playful mood, noticed the tension building between Kayo and herself. She couldn't resist teasing him a little further. With a mischievous grin, she nudged him playfully and said, "Come on, Kayo, go get your 'love' already. We all know how much you adore Wendy."

Kayo's annoyance grew evident on his face as he shot Kolra a frustrated look. "Cut it out, Kolra. Can't you see Wendy is hurt? This is not the time for jokes," he replied, his voice tinged with concern.

Kolra's mischievous expression faded, replaced by a more somber one as she realized the gravity of the situation. "Yeah, you're right, Kayo. I'm sorry. We need to make sure Wendy is okay,"

Kayo nodded in agreement, his concern for Wendy overriding any annoyance he felt. Together, they began scouring the beach, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of their injured friend. The sound of waves crashing against the shore and the cries of seagulls filled the air as they walked, determination etched on their faces.

As they moved along the beach, Kayo's heart pounded with worry. He knew Wendy had pushed herself to the limit, and seeing her knocked out and injured was a jarring sight. The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on his mind as he continued the search.

After a few moments, Kolra's keen eyes caught a glimpse of a figure lying motionless on the sand near the water's edge. Her heart skipped a beat as she exclaimed,

"Kayo, over there! I think I see Wendy!"

Kayo and Kolra approached the motionless figure lying on the sand. They noticed something unexpected. Misty, the curious and adventurous toddler, was by Wendy's side, gazing at her with wide eyes. It was an astonishing sight, as if the baby had taken it upon herself to watch over their injured friend.

Kayo's eyes widened in disbelief. He couldn't fathom how a young child could have played a part in saving Wendy's life, but the evidence before him was undeniable. He exchanged a bewildered glance with Kolra, their expressions mirroring shock and awe.

Kolra gently approached Misty, her voice filled with a blend of surprise and tenderness. "Misty, did you... help Wendy?" she asked, her tone laced with wonder.

Misty, still too young to form coherent words, simply looked at Kolra and nodded, her eyes filled with innocence and an unexplainable understanding.

Kayo knelt beside Wendy once again, his heart swelling with gratitude for Misty's unexpected intervention. He softly whispered, "Thank you, Misty. You saved Wendy. You're a hero!"

As Kayo expressed his gratitude to Misty, the baby tilted her head slightly, her innocent gaze fixated on him. There was an air of mystery surrounding Misty's actions, a sense that she held secrets that may be beyond her years.