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“What superpower!” Liu Qiang was still rational and relatively lucky. However, the back of his hand was cut by the light bulb fragnt. Recalling what had happened earlier, Liu Qiang said angrily, “I wonder what dirty trick he used to make us in such a sorry state. If there’s a chance, I have to get back at him. I don’t believe that he can withstand my Iron Mountain Lean!” Lu Shuo said disdainfully, “That kid is very strange. Don’t brag.”
Jiang Tao was clearly much more rational.
“Don’t tell he’s also a martial arts practitioner, but is there such an evil ability in martial arts?”
The second Liu Qiang asked this question, Lin Xiao’s voice sounded very firmly. “Impossible. This is definitely not Chinese martial arts. I’ve watched my father practice martial arts since I was young and have followed him to et many seniors.
“From the beginning to the end, I had never seen such thods and martial arts. This person had a mysterious feeling that made people shiver. Perhaps he had hidden a sleeve arrow in his sleeve? Or was there a crossbow or so other weapon? In short, it’s definitely not Chinese martial arts!”
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