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... solidified into one physical giant fist, and countless powerful punches are hit in the air!

Each of its blows has the power to open up mountains and seas, and it is not inferior to the power of the evening elephants of the eight emperors.

[Shaking the sky with the power of immortality, integrating attack and defense, a merciless fist! 】

"boom!"

"Boom!..."

Countless violent collisions sounded.

Circle after circle of shock waves spread out in all direction ...

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