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... emaining almost within a circle no more than a meter in diameter, striking with his hands, at times forcefully, at times gently. However, it was precisely this seemingly alternating strong and weak attack that made Ji Wuming grow increasingly frustrated as they fought.
Ye Qiu was like a rubber ball; a strong push, and he’d effortlessly deflect it, if the force was weak, it would be reversed by Ye Qiu’s Cloud Hands, damaging the muscles and bones.
His moves were simple and unadorn ...
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