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... really Master Zhang?”
“How can that be?”
“That youth—how could he possibly be Master Zhang?”
Pu Zhi’s incredulous roar echoed across the plaza, prompting a wave of murmurs among the gathered martial artists.
In their minds, Zhang Sanfeng was a white-haired elder, a figure of age and wisdom. The young man hovering in mid-air, appearing no older than twenty, was entirely at odds with that image.
“Master?”
“Is that truly our Master?”
“Even the ...
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