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... olden Core boy could make me, a peak Golden Core cultivator, fly back with just a punch."
Argon remained silent, his fists still raised in a fighting stance. He knew that the man was not going to give up easily.
The black-robed man let out a low growl and charged toward him once again, his sword glinting in the dim light of the cave. Argon dodged the attacks with ease, his movements fluid and graceful. Isadora, on the other hand, stood back and observed the fight, her eyes narrow ...
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