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The thin man quickly returned his sword to block. He heard a call. Gao Zi's long blade came in batches again. Fatty turned pale with fright. He quickly stood up to protect himself. He raised his sword to block the tall man's long blade. Consonance had caught on to his weakness. He struck out with his left palm. The tip of the short man's blade. It pierced towards the fat man's abdomen