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... ith a wooden plank.’
’It was very painful, and I did not give in.’
’I told everyone that this technique was unique to me. If anyone wanted it, they should not blame me for being ruthless under my fist.’
’Pummeling them mercilessly.’
Wang Anfeng’s lips twitched slightly as he gleaned bits of insight from these few snippets into events of the past.
To fight over candy with his little daughter, he invented a mystical art.
The Dongfang Clan seemed to b ...
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