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... row sped fiercely.
Cold sweat poured from Zheng Xuezhang, his fear beyond words. He raised his palm to grab it, feeling unsure. Turning to dodge? His body felt sluggish.
This was the "Deliberate Arrow."
As Li Xian drew the bowstring, his intent infused into the arrow. This shot, with such majestic flair, words could scarcely describe.
"I’ll risk it all!"
Zheng Xuezhang squeezed his legs together, leaned back, flipping in the air, while grabbing the horse’s ...
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