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The same palm, the same method, yet Qi Dao's expression changed slightly. With a cold snort, he gritted his teeth and forcibly received this palm strike from Xiao Yu.
"Pah!"
The moment Qi Dao stretched out his hand, a voice came out from the chair that was lying down and turned into powder.
His face changed as he was unable to stop Xiao Yu's Innate Qi