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Cheriji was forcefully thrust backwards, leaving his mount, and landed on the ground, retreating several steps, his weapon suddenly plunging into the ground, carving a ferocious scar on the earth, dragging more than a zhang before finally coming to a halt, gasping for breath, his forehead beaded with sweat.
He lifted his head.
Yet his opponent simply sat quietly atop his warhorse, his expression calm, dignified as a mountain.
What strength is this! ...
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