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His palm strike appeared plain and unremarkable, as if it was a casual swat from an ordinary person, devoid of any True Yuan fluctuations, and it was not even fast, but the Dragon Maiden dared not underestimate it.
"You said you'd defeat me in one move, so if I dodge this palm strike, it means you lose!"
The Dragon Maiden circulated her True Yuan, ready to sidestep to avoid Fang Bai's sluggish palm strike.
However, just as she moved, Fang Bai's palm also moved.
Fang Bai's palm merely trembled slightly, and in front of the Dragon Maiden's eyes, there appeared hundreds and thousands of palms, overwhelming her from all directions.
What was even more terrifying was that each of these hundreds and thousands of palms carried a scorching heat, the passing palm wind seemed to ignite the very air itself.
The heatwave was intense, the scorching flame oppressive.
