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In a clash between masters, were extra words necessary? Wu Yuan, maintaining the spirit of Thousand Mountains, exuded a cold, merciless demeanor.
As one gained power, their tendency toward violence grew. Indecisiveness was a trait of the literati. Drawing sabers at the slightest disagreement was the norm among martial artists. Therefore, when the black-robed elderly man did not retreat, Wu Yuan acted without delay.
Clang! The elderly man met Wu Yuan's attack head-on. His sword twirled like a graceful dragon, parrying Wu Yuan's fearsome blade ray.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Blade rays flowed like a river, sword lights rippled like waves. The two engaged in a fearsome exchange of blows,...
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