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... ing his fist.
His head tilted to the left, his neck veins bulging, his blinking eyes, his raised right shoulder, his pulled left hand – they all indicated that his right fist would fly again soon.
And it wasn’t too fast.
There was no reason why he couldn’t dodge the fist that moved like slow motion.
Whoosh.
As Yoo-hyun moved his body once more to avoid the fist, Oh Jeong-wook’s fist cut through the air.
The wind from the fist touched Yoo-hyun’s ski ...
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