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... spirit.
"In that case..."
Fang Cheng slightly lowered his eyes, murmuring to himself.
At the same time, he leisurely twisted his neck, producing a series of crisp "crackling" sounds from his cervical vertebrae.
Then, he rotated his shoulders, the muscles tensing and bulging, with the shoulder blades shifting against one another, making a clearer and sharper sound.
It resembled the rapid drumbeat before a great battle, each beat resonating with gravity. ...
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