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... een his fingers. Before he could say anything, a flurry of fine cow-hair needles shot toward him like a storm.

Song Qingshu’s hair stood on end. He knew that such thin needles were specialized weapons capable of penetrating True Qi defenses. Not daring to take them head-on, he immediately summoned all his strength and shifted sideways by a few feet, narrowly avoiding the deadly barrage.

The attacker was clearly shocked that someone could evade her concealed weapons at such close ...

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