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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.

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344 Kid, you're pretty good (4000)_2

If it were to cut into human flesh, it would be even easier.

Yet, this is merely one percent of the destructive force shared in a collision between the two fighters. It is hard to fathom the terror of their combat power when they confront each other directly on the battlefield.

"Is there really such a vast difference between a fighter and those below a fighter's level? I have sparred with the elders of the sect who are at the fighter's rank, but the gap has not seemed as insurmountable as it does now. So, there are only two possibilities..."

Simonyi swallowed his bit of pride: "Either the elders in the sect were holding back due to my status, or those two fighters are the best in our ranks, the cream of the crop..."

"Judging from past experience, it's clearly the latter."

He abruptly looked up to see the two intertwined silhouettes being thrown apart, seemingly having finished a bout.