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... Sect Master wore a blue martial outfit, holding a wooden sword, standing opposite Nezha like an ordinary swordsman, with cultivation comparable to Nezha’s current state.
"Come."
Nezha was not a person who hesitated; now he was bursting with confidence. You say come, then I shall come!
Of course, etiquette could not be neglected.
"Thank you, Saint Martial Uncle, for your guidance!"
Then, a long spear appeared in his hand, and he charged forward.
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