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This was Dragon Fang...
Xue Lang swallowed his saliva and took the stick.
The moment he touched the stick, he felt that it was different from before. It was lighter, a little like a wooden stick, and it suited him very well.
But no matter how he looked left and right, he couldn't see where the front half of the Dragon Fang was. The ends of the staff were both the same smooth
