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... one’s gaze.
Cheng Guang stood composed amidst the sword light of the grey-robed elder, his expression unchanged.
Just as the grey-robed elder’s sword was about to meet Cheng Guang’s body.
It suddenly stopped.
The grey-robed elder felt that no matter how he swung, his sword simply would not fall.
It became suspended a hair’s breadth away from Cheng Guang.
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This change made the grey-robed elder’s eyes slightly widen in disbelief, unable to ...
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