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... he next exchange—not meeting force with force, but closing distance until Qiu Ren’s refined movements had less space to unfold. Lin Tian’s elbow snapped forward, then his sword hilt followed immediately—two small, brutal impacts.
Qiu Ren’s breath hitched.
He stumbled back half a step.
Lin Tian didn’t chase. He kept his stance grounded, aura compressed, sword held loosely but ready.
Xueya stood behind him, still and cold, her eyes like winter.
Qiu Ren wiped ...
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