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Chapter 86: Tournament: Arrival
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... trousers rode up to the opposite side of the stone square on a pure black panther. Like his panther, his hair was sleek and shiny, slicked back from his forehead and bound into a low ponytail. He hopped off and strode up to the arena, one hand on the panthers shoulders.
Are you my opponent? he asked, holding up a fist that read: Weiheng Hui.
Ah seeing it laid out in text is a little too painful. Master, couldnt you have picked a slightly less grandiose set of characters than Gr ...
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