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... A cold glint of steel lit up the alley. The sun’s afterglow had faded, and the crisp ring of a sword rang out.
Li Zixuan gripped her sword, her dark hair flowing in the wind. The tip of her blade was aimed straight between Qin Yang’s eyes, her momentum ferocious.
"This time, let’s see how you handle this!"
She pressed her attack, a Sword Technique she had practiced countless times. She had mastered its trajectory, preparing it specifically for this test.
In an in ...
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