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It seemed Lin Sheng had shown some mercy, considering the respect he was given. Otherwise, they would have been reduced to a bloody mist long ago!

Hong Feng, knocked to the ground by the force of Lin Sheng's punch, spat out a mouthful of blood, staring blankly at Lin Sheng in his white shirt.

"Your power... how is it so..."

Before he could finish, another mouthful of blood spewed out

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