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Just when Zhang Fei couldn't wait for the words to come out of his mouth, Zhang Han's lips curved into a small moon. He came up to the white ball, bent his waist, eyes, stick, and arms at the same level, took a deep breath, then pushed the white ball at a sixty-seven degree angle to the right before he breathed in

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