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... d retreated, his posture composed and unhurried.
The Slaying Buddha clashed with the opponent’s Finger Tiger, a confrontation imminent as they brushed past each other.
Blood dripped from the long sword as Xu Guang stood firm.
Behind him, the burly man’s body remained upright, but suddenly, a stream of blood gushed from his throat. He covered his throat with both hands, mumbling, and fell to the ground.
The crisscrossed wounds on his chest were enough to make one’s ...
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