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... ilted his head, narrowly dodging the blade that Zuo Liangyu slashed toward him, then snapped out a kick in retaliation. Zuo Liangyu twisted his waist and slipped aside. In the same motion, both men spun and hacked at each other’s vital points.
Clang.
Their sabers collided midair, sparks bursting between them.
Zuo Liangyu might have been rotten in character, but his martial skill was real. The Eight Great Kings was hardly a saint either, yet his blade work was first rate. ...
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