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Number Five's strike was aimed directly at Feng Zhentian's back, but just as the dagger's tip grazed his clothing, Feng Zhentian vanished from Number Five's view.

Number Five's assault failed to connect.

Meanwhile, in a dimly lit room, a look of utter astonishment crossed the face of the septuagenarian. "Such incredible speed," he exclaimed.

"He seems to be a tough nut to crack