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... the blade, the opponent stepped back.
Ji Xinghuo’s momentum soared, quickly forcing his opponent to the edge of the platform, a fall from which would mean defeat.
"Ha!"
Knowing retreating further would spell certain loss, the opponent shouted, forcefully parried Ji Xinghuo’s blade, and planted both feet at the edge of the platform.
The Long Stick swept horizontally, then stabbed forward, its head like a spear aiming for Ji Xinghuo’s chest.
Ji Xinghuo shif ...
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