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... Zhou Tian’s fake smile contained only chill. His first match started with Ding Chuan, and he didn’t want any mishaps here.
Amos must have been an accident!
As Mu Fan extended his finger, it was as if the horn of attack had sounded.
Cyril’s figure flashed, rushing straight towards Mu Fan, his hands continuously shifting positions. These were the starting movements of various joint techniques, his unique skill.
In these fifteen shifting movements, each had a step fo ...
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