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... and only the whistling sound of the storm remained in my ears.

When all the dust settled, Feng Lan turned her head and looked behind her with difficulty, her pupils shrank involuntarily.

Kaido's punching wind blasted a huge gap into the originally intact arena!

He never thought that the Qibao Navy's wind fist

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