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... cking footwork, breathing, timing — sent a chill creeping up Ye Qingfeng’s spine. It felt less like being observed and more like being studied, as if every movement he made was being catalogued for later use.
Ye Qingfeng exhaled slowly, forcing his turbulent spiritual energy back into a stable circulation. He could feel the drain accumulating, not sharply, but steadily. These opponents were not amateurs seeking glory. They were experienced, disciplined, and patient.
Too patient. ...
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