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With a gentle twist of her wrist and a clever exertion of force, she broke free from the man's clasp, stepped forward, and retreated slightly; she raised her leg and attacked the man once again. Gradually, the man began to be pushed back step by step, and when an iron fist came at him once more, he had the heart but not the strength, closing his eyes as if awaiting death.
However, just as her fist was a hair's breadth away from his face, Ling Xi's fist suddenly stopped, the wind from the punch grazing past his cheeks like blades, causing a stinging pain.
With a deep sigh of relief, the man almost couldn't catch his breath just moments before, and large beads of sweat slid down both sides of his face from his forehead. His half-kneeling body fell to the ground in an instant.
Just now, it truly felt like he had walked through the gates of hell and back, a feeling of rebirth. He had experienced this feeling once before, at the hands of that man.
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