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... e the previous iron-core stake, after this intense training, it would have been hammered into a misshaped stake.
After finishing such an exhilarating practice, Meng Chuan felt as excited as if he had just punched a dough, eager to spar with someone.
While exchanging experiences with classmates from the preparatory high school, Meng Chuan took out his phone to message his cousin.
Zong Ping’s strength is gradually falling behind, aside from Xu Qingfeng, Meng Chuan only foun ...
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