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After the chaotic, extremely cold inner strength inside his body gradually calmed down and flowed back into his dantian, Chen Hao closed his eyes and tried to gather the strength in his left palm.
Feeling as if his left palm had been frozen, he waved it casually, and immediately a whistling, chill Sword Qi surged from his palm, shooting towards the top of a fallen maple tree to the front left with the speed of lightning and splitting the tree upright into two halves!
"Wow!" Chen Hao exclaimed, his face showing disbelief. He looked at his left palm fearfully and couldn't resist kissing the center of his palm, murmuring to himself, "I'm so amazing, this can't be a dream, can it?"
After a moment of bewilderment, he couldn't help but ask himself, "Can I beat Super Brother?"
After some time passed, when Chen Hao came out of the joy of having peerless martial skills, his mind was instantly filled with the image of Man Qingting, pure and beautiful as ice and jade.