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I can return to the age of mysterious

Collecting legendary antiques, retracing the mysterious martial arts. From the moment he activated his cheat, Casio knew that he was no longer ordinary. [Legendary Antiques: Wind Elephant Ivory Pendant] Seventy years ago, in the North Flow Country of the Hong Li Federation, at the Wind Elephant Gate Youth Training Camp. "Li Wei, you are a coward! On the day your sister was brutally murdered, you were trembling in a corner! On the night of the Sect Destruction War, you disgracefully fled! During the many long years of revenge, you missed the opportunity again and again! "Now let me teach you what bravery is, let me tell you how to turn suffering into your power. I hope at the moment you behead your enemy, you will remember: you are a man, an upright man!" The taboo era, hidden legends. A Foggy continent paralyzed by the sealed land. Countless brilliant antiquities wail in the ruins. I will witness your lost legends in the mist, the knights in the sky, the ghosts in the desert, the rats in the mud. The direction of sword fights points to the light, and flowers will grow where bullets fall. The winds of history will eventually sweep away the rubbish from the era's gravesite.

Gray tombstone · Oriental
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Perhaps there was no ill-intent, just the pure passion of a martial arts enthusiast wanting to spar. However, the sparring between Secret Martial Artists is not just a slight touch, especially at the Fighter level.

Once they fall into an excited state with this level of strength, it cannot be contained. You can only follow your body's instinct to fight madly.

It's very common for one side to get killed in these bouts.

"I'm sorry, but you're the one who came to provoke me..." Amos coughed, covered his mouth with his left hand, blood seeping between his fingers. He took a step forward but stumbled over a rock, his body leaning forward.

Suddenly, a large hand reached out and grabbed his right hand.

Allowing Amos to regain his balance.

"Thank you," said Amos instinctively, his mind feeling like a mush after the fight. A second later, he felt something was off.

"No need to thank."

A familiar voice, deep and hoarse, sounded in his ear.

"You!"