On the Night of the Massacre, I Mastered the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic!
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On the desolate island, a lone figure, holding a blazing sun in his palm, slammed it down from mid-air.
Before the moves were even executed, an overwhelming aura had already soared to the heavens.
Suddenly!
The man kneeling before Fang Shuwen, begging for mercy, hadn't even had time to raise his head when flames suddenly erupted from his entire body.
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