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Douluo Dalu: Starting With Tom Cat

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Shen An travels to the Douluo Continent with the Fame System. As long as his fame spreads, he can draw various magical characters and items. The first magical character he draws is... Tom the Cat! [Tom, let's go!] Shen An shook his head and said, "Sword Uncle, your sword is not fast enough nor ruthless enough, but don’t worry, my cat has figured out something better!" After a sword battle... Chen Xin stared at Tom the Cat holding a longsword, lost in self-doubt: "I’ve practiced swordsmanship for decades; how am I having such a back-and-forth fight with a cat?" Dugu Bo, who is renowned for his poisonous abilities across the continent, was dumbfounded as he watched the poison he had painstakingly researched being casually neutralized by Tom pulling a few weeds. Tang San couldn’t believe his eyes as all his hidden weapons missed, saying in disbelief, "How could my Tang Sect’s hidden weapon techniques be dodged by a cat?" Finally, Shen An looked at Tang Hao: "The most powerful weapon spirit on the continent, the Clear Sky Hammer?" "How do you plan to deal with my Tom’s million-ton hammer, sir?" Xian Renxue: "I declare that Tom the Cat will become the Sacred Beast of our Spirit Hall. From now on, the Spirit Hall’s uniforms and tokens will all feature Tom's portrait." Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong: "Such a cute little cat, I want to pet it!" ___⇣__⇣__⇣__⇣__⇣___ Please go to patreon.com/Ascendance248 for advanced chapters. Thank you!
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