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Zhao Tianqiang and Linghu Rui slowly stood up, both of their eyes were filled with coldness. They did not say a word, and only looked at each other without moving.

The bun on Zhao Tianqiang's head had been blown off by the impact, and a few strands of black hair fell down in a mess. There were a few bloody scars on his face and the clothes on his body had some signs of damage