The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2012

The Pinnacle of the Fist

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"That woman..."

Ever since the masked woman Chuyang stepped onto the platform, Mo Xiaofei had felt something strange inside him—something he could neither explain nor describe.

It was as if they were naturally close. An inexplicable sense of familiarity made Mo Xiaofei look at Chuyang several more times... In fact, this strange feeling had already existed the first time he saw Chuyang at the Song Dynasty Hotel.

He could actually see straight through the veil covering Chuyang's face... At Mo Xiaofei's current level, clairvoyance was nothing more than child's play.

But he had not done so. He was a man who held justice in his heart, and he instinctively rejected such wicked thoughts from the depths of his soul.

"Big brother, do you know this woman?" Zhui Feng suddenly asked.

"I've seen her once." Mo Xiaofei thought for a moment before saying, "She's from the Daoist Association, I think... probably. I'm not completely sure, and I'm not familiar with her. She just looks... somewhat like someone I know, but I can't explain the feeling yet."

Zhui Feng's face was covered in question marks.

But he chose not to press further, because he had discovered something: the punch that this woman named Chuyang had just thrown was one he had seen before!

Or rather, he had seen something similar!

Back on Mount Tai, Big Brother had been possessed by a ghost and had become completely different... At that time, Big Brother had thrown a similar punch.

Moreover, Big Brother had taught that punch to him as well. Zhui Feng knew it now too. When he had received Greedy Wolf's inheritance in the Highland Sacred Hall, he would occasionally practice that punch, but he had never been able to grasp its essence.

He could also unleash tremendous power with that punch.

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