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However, how could Lu Zheng be so easily injured? At the same time the old monk kicked him, Lu Zheng took out a silver needle and accurately pricked the old monk's thigh.

His right leg, which had only been kicked halfway, was like a raised pillar, frozen in place. He couldn't go up, he couldn't go down, he couldn't move.

At this moment, the old monk looked extremely peculiar