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... perfection stage. Holding a wooden long spear, his form slightly lowered, he thrust the spear forward in a plain, unadorned manner that nonetheless concealed forceful wind.
Across from him, the young man named Bai Qi's spirit suddenly tensed. The tip of his foot touched the ground as he rapidly retreated backward, while simultaneously his wrist turned, drawing out a wooden spear from his side.
As soon as his footsteps stabilized, he twisted his waist and turned his arm, borrowing ...
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