his led to a group of people, each one smelling awful... Ninety-eight people gathered together in an underground space with no ventilation. The stench was imaginable, and it's no wonder that those bea...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

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