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... re to fight me?”
The voice echoed through the mist-shrouded mountain peaks.
Between the precipitous mountains, the moving sea of clouds seemed to freeze after hearing Fang Lang’s bellow.
The disciples of the Sword Guild who were still shocked by Zhao Dagang’s loss in the welcome battle were stunned by Fang Lang’s question.
Everybody turned their gaze to the boy in green. The arrow to the Light Pavilion sent chills down their spine.
Wild!
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