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... The might of his fists was unparalleled. He moved freely through the army’s formation, smashing the Blackgold Soldiers, men and horses alike, into bloody paste.
"Pathetic, pathetic! You’re all too weak!"
The Thick-Eyebrow Monk laughed with wild abandon.
"This Monk is incredibly strong. He must be at the Middle Fifth Grade."
The General beside the Eldest Princess commented gravely.
"Don’t worry about me. Go and deal with him. Otherwise, Great Yan will surel ...
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