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... wooden pole was previously used to bring things from small boats ashore, now casually thrown to this corner.
Tang Chuqing grabbed this slightly damp carrying pole, his soul force rapidly pouring out from between his palm and fingers. As it moved along this pole’s surface, the heat that was produced from the friction quickly set it on fire.
He held this burning pole, pressing it against his broken arm.
Waves of smoke accompanied zi zi sounds, surging from his broken arm’s ...
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