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Chapter 218: Sunflower
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... in the ground. If they landed on a peach blossom tree, it would be broken.
Naturally, Happy did not let those palm strikes land on his body. Each time, he would avoid them with perfect timing, and hence, the trees around him suffered. Bright red peach blossoms danced in the air, and the fragrance from the torn flowers added hints of tragic beauty to the solemn battlefield.
When the mysterious man’s attacks missed again and again, his blood boiled, and his face turned a little pale. ...
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