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... e he would pass out at any second. His breathing was labored, and his clothes and hair were sticking tightly to his skin heavy with sweat that was so dense that it looked like someone had dumped his whole body into the pond.
Only he knew that wasn’t the case.
"That was still the same art?" Ma Yuan asked in disbelief as he clasped Yang Qing’s hand to help himself up. His knees almost gave out as he was standing, with his entire body devoid of strength.
"It is," Yang Qing s ...
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