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... roared towards Ren Feifan, the shrill sound of cutting wind echoed in Ren Feifan’s ears.
A ferocious smile crept across Baili Jing’s lips.
For he never anticipated that despite his desperate three-month-long training.
The opponent remained stagnant!
Just like a worthless piece of trash!
In the eyes of Baili Jing, Ren Feifan was already a dead man.
His sword hardly left its sheath!
But once unsheathed, it spelled certain death for others! < ...
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