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... ergasted. Though the two were weak, they were still Grandmasters, after all. This... this... this...
Prone on the ground, Chen Tu and Du Xueling’s minds were in chaos; they hadn’t even processed what had happened. An instant later, they both screamed from the excruciating pain. Du Xueling’s pretty face contorted, and blood spilled from her lips!
Blood streamed from the corners of Du Xueling’s mouth, staining the pale expanse of skin on her chest a deep red.
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