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... sence of the curved sword.
Just like a butterfly.
As the wind.
The more ferocious Qibi Li’s swordplay became, the butterfly seemed to adapt effortlessly, as if it were the wind atop the waves. If Qibi Li moved quickly, Li Guanyi matched his speed; if Qibi Li slowed down, so did he, shadowing him like a mirror image, the swordplay exquisitely unmatched.
Qibi Li suddenly retreated, his gaze bright, gasping heavily, he said, "This is!!!"
Li Guanyi stood still ...
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