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Daoist Yimu's heart jolted with alarm, as the secret knowledge of the Sect Leader's return indicated a powerful hidden enemy at play.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Daoist Yimu said with a cold smile.
"If you won't drink a toast, you must drink a penalty," the man in black shouted and gave the order to attack.
As soon as the words were spoken, Daoist Yimu's Soft Sword was already in motion, stabbing towards the leader, only to see a cold smile on the man in black's face as he suddenly struck out towards Daoist Yimu with his palm.
The moment the man in black made his move, Daoist Yimu's expression changed, martial arts peak!
For combatants of their caliber, a single move was all it took to assess each other's strength.
