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... sn’t particularly brilliant, but he was exceptionally fast.
Like a fierce tiger pouncing, he shot out in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Lu Changsheng crossed a distance of ten zhang (Chinese unit of length).
“Clang.”
A white light flashed, and the blade of his short sword glistened, nearly reaching the closest member of the Great Desert’s Thirteen Riders in an instant.
Lu Changsheng drew his sword!
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