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... martial art created solely to treat Chunbong’s meridian blockage.

However, simply cramming in principles from other martial arts wouldn’t magically create Blue Cloud Divine Art Mk.2.

Didn’t he just throw everything into the Primordial Divine Art? That’s because the Primordial Divine Art was originally created for that purpose.

The Blue Cloud Divine Art is already a near-perfect martial art, and to add something else to it, something must be sacrificed.

“So, Chunbo ...

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