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"Finished?"
"No problem, it’s done!"
The staff member smiled and gave a thumbs-up to the figure on the open ground.
Meng Chuan removed the body-sensing device wrapped around his joints.
He pushed open the door, walked into the equipment room, and asked:
"How is it, done recording?"
Previously testing the National Righteous Fist, he ran to the Martial Arts Association no less than ten times.
Today, the recording included several fist ski ...
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