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Night, the cold moon hung high!
Wang Hao stood atop Yan Mountain, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gazing into the distance.
Tomorrow, he would duel with the undefeated military legend, Dongfang Wuheng.
For this moment, his feelings were both anxious and anticipatory.
A prodigy seen once in a generation, seven years in the making, never having tasted defeat, the undefeated military legend...
All these seemingly perfect titles were not gained without reason.
Soon, Wang Hao finished the cigarette he had lit.
He flicked the cigarette butt away, watching the arc it made as it sailed through the air, his deep and bright eyes revealing a complex glint.
Dongfang Wuheng, I, Wang Hao, must defeat you, I must!
After his hysterical shouting, Wang Hao swung his iron fist and pulverized an unfortunate rock into rubble.
"Wang Hao!"
Just then, a crisp and ethereal voice called from behind him.
Wang Hao turned around to see, it was Yin Hu!
"Yin Hu, what brings you here?"
