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Sofie said, "Lin is very arrogant. It makes your martial arts progress leaps and bounds."
Lin Zida, unaware that Sofie knew she was both young and beautiful, realized Sofie might have investigated her past life in Qinggang. He smiled faintly and said, "As you wish."
Lin Shuhao's warlike nature loved to look up. He loved to fight like fire, burning with unbridled passion. The marks of competition and war appeared between his eyebrows. His blood was surging. He was as fiery as Chirakira. Mr. Sheng continued to grow. He was strong and vigorous. His soul was as formidable as the ocean. Waves surged tumultuously, ceaselessly rising.
"In the central part of the Country of Wu."
"The central peak of the Country of Wu."
"The late stage of the Country of Wu."
Lin Zida's practice at the late stage of the Martial King realm was dazzling, radiating brilliance, bursting with overpowering momentum, and the sunshine was splendid, illuminating the world.
