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... s the sky like a meteor.
It shot straight towards the Golden Gate of Heaven.
As he passed through the illusory staircase, memories in Casio’s mind flashed by repeatedly like a movie reel—mundane, profound, joyful, painful—all intertwined into thick, sturdy ropes. Details of martial arts training, scenes during sudden insights into boxing theory, frenzies of battle soaked in blood, resonances during the refinement of secret martial arts—all surged into his mind.
This was t ...
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