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"Cough, cough."

"Pfft."

"F * ck, they're trying to throw me to death."

An angry, dry cough came from the pit, followed by a sound similar to iron but not iron, like wood and the ground rubbing against each other.

Ox-head Clan youth, Casey, saw Chen Sanqiu stand up from the dust. His face was immediately filled with joy and excitement.

Seeing Chen Sanqiu holding the Dark Xuan Heavy Sword