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Han Zhao held the knife in both hands and swung it from the upper right. The wooden stake in front of him was cut off obliquely from the top by him.
With a bang, the severed wood fell to the ground paved with stone slabs.
Han Zhao looked down at his hands holding the knife. He felt the muscles in his arms swell for a while, his hands were hot, and the energy and blood in his body surged, and the strength gushed out continuously.
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