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The sound of the cauldron flying through the air was deafening.

It was clean and clean.

Before the person on the opposite side could react, his head had been smashed by the huge cauldron.

Bang! There was a loud sound.

The person who spoke was sent flying by Li Yu's cauldron.

Puff! The instant he landed, he directly turned into a pile of mush.

Everything was a type of irony