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... i’s double fists struck the turtle shell, a crisp sound shook the heavens and cracked the earth.
But in its heart, there was a thud; this crisp sound was the noise from its own fists’ impact, not the sweet sound of a neck snapping.
It missed!
With a quick glance, Meng Chuan’s neck was covered with rings of blackened muscle.
Apart from two small pits, his neck’s muscle was black and shiny, clearly ineffective.
Startled, it saw Meng Chuan’s shortened arm une ...
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