C79 One Hand Was Worth Ten Thousand Crystals

Qiao Gao approached the golden sparring partner, who was huddled in the corner, with deliberate steps.

The sight of the golden sparring partner was pitiful. His face had been pummeled beyond recognition by Qiao Gao, blood blossoming from his wounds. His right foot, pierced by the Yin Fiend Corpse Worm, had turned entirely black, a clear sign of poisoning.

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