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"Wow …" His chest was heavily injured and his flesh was a blur. His body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.

As soon as Zhang Jun landed on the ground, he threw himself forward with all his might. After sliding four steps on the ground, which was covered in blood, he slammed his claws on the ground and spun.

His five fingers fiercely stabbed up like two drill bits. Silent, ruthless