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... spikes embedded in his fist, writhing in pain on the ground. He chuckled and said, "Baldy, I, Zhao Rong, may not have as high a cultivation level as you, but I know how to adapt and use what’s at hand. Consider this cactus a little welcoming gift from me."
Before Zhao Rong could even finish, the bald man on the ground, his hand pierced with spines, let out a few wails and then simply expired. Seeing the arrogant man die so easily left Zhao Rong completely dumbfounded.
Just as Zh ...
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