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... Throughout the process, indeed, he had not managed to strike back even once, but likewise, the Dark Magic Dragon had endured eight palm strikes from Yinglong without too much trouble. Although it couldn't be said that it had escaped unscathed, the impact was very minor and didn't interfere with its performance in the slightest.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, An Xi looked at Xin Yun in the distance with shining eyes and chuckled, "Not bad... I admit you're formidable. Under your atta ...

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