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... ill ongoing.

Luchang Sheng could feel a cool breeze filling his mind.

He couldn't describe the sensation precisely, but he had a vague feeling that his mind had become much clearer.

But that was all.

"Is that it?"

Luchang Sheng frowned slightly. It didn't seem to have a significant effect.

Could it be because the increase in comprehension was too small?

Luchang Sheng shook his head, stopped dwelling on it, and started practicing the Tiger P ...

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