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... than Chen Changsheng had imagined. His body that was as hard as metal was covered in wounds and caked in dust.
Chen Changsheng took a handkerchief from his sleeve and passed it over as he curiously asked, "How did you make it through?"
Zhexiu expressionlessly said, "Not countering if struck, not retorting if taunted, only walking forward."
Chen Changsheng wondered, "This way is also fine?"
Zhexiu replied, "Perhaps he migh ...
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