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... Masters (Part 3)
The clanging sound of metal collisions was incessant. Amidst this fierce exchange, Fengyi felt as if his attacks were hitting an impossibly hard wall, unable to move Shi Feiyang in the slightest.
His speed gradually slowed down, his breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down his forehead, his face full of fatigue and despair. The fierce wind outside the pavilion raged, causing the hanging lanterns to sway, casting flickering shadows on ...
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