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A drawn-out wail of the sword rang out, like the cry of a dragon hurtling through the sky. Moreover, everyone could hear the distinct sense of victory from the sword’s cry. Yet, the autumnal chill grew increasingly piercing.
Luo Dajiang took seven staggering steps back in the ring, his face pale. There was a slash that extended from his left chest to his right lower abdomen. Luckily, it was only a gash to his clothes and did not actually reach his sk ...
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