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Chapter 127: A Draw?

Ming Yang stood tall amidst a pool of blood, gripping his heavy sword. Blood streamed from his head, cheeks, back, and legs, his eyes wild like a beast’s, his mouth continuously dripping crimson.

Thud!

Ning Xiaochuan’s Martial Arts Profound Qi was severely depleted, no longer able to sustain the dragon-scale armor and the dragon claw battle sword. The armor dissolved into a red mist, transforming back into the small red dragon, which draped limply over Ning Xiaochuan’s shoulder, motionless.

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