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... s gesture, everyone charged at Zhang Xiaolong. They surged forward like a torrent intent on engulfing a lone leaf adrift in the river.
It should have been an easy task. As Fourth Uncle had pointed out, no matter how skilled a fighter is, how many opponents can he handle? Ten? A hundred? Yet, here stood several hundred.
A single punch to each person would be enough to sap the strength of even the most physically fit individual, leaving them too weak to lift their fists.
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