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... he martial training ground beside the main hall of the Hou Mansion, Hou Yuxiao, with his upper body bare, wielded a black long staff with fierce prowess. At times, he performed the "Yellow Dragon Stirring the Sea," causing leaves on the ground to whirl ceaselessly. At other times, he moved as fast as lightning, the shadows of his staff densely filling the air.

Suddenly, a sound like the cracking of bones echoed. Hou Yuxiao's gaze sharpened, and with a spring in his legs, he leapt high in ...

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