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... ade sword slapping down the blunt weapon just as it was about to strike.
The golden mace was bulky metal, and the jade light and thin. Gu Nanyi’s mastery of his weapon and his astonishing internal force and coordination was on full display.
Helian Zheng’s face fell.
The gathered valiants all took a collective gasp.
Feng Zhiwei was sitting casually by the stone table, hiding under the eaves from the piercing sun, idly imaging Gu Nanyi’s red sword as the pole to the yel ...
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