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... practicing swordsmanship? Not a single vein is open in his body, this innate wasted vein, what’s the use of practicing sword for a hundred years?"
"Don’t talk nonsense, how could such trash live a hundred years?"
"Hahaha!"
In the Martial Arts Arena, the young man held an iron sword, sweating profusely.
To the surrounding mockery, Wang Junze was oblivious, not because these words weren’t vicious enough, but because he had heard and endured even more vicious words. ...
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