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Xian Tai You Shu | Chap 10: Ranran's Pills and the Secrets of the Master's Past

The Jiuhua Sect's Five Elements Master specialized in water, so his disciples had naturally refined ice techniques to a sharp edge. When they saw their senior brother seal Yu Chen in a block of ice before he could even draw a trick, the rest broke into laughter. "Su Yishui raised this kind of trash? Why do they bother throwing punches and making noise?" The young Xishan disciples who had come up the mountain behind their senior brother burned with anger at that. Senior brother Takakura was already moving to rush forward when junior sister Ranran caught his arm from behind. Their Uncle Shi had been frozen solid before he could pull off a single move. What good could a few green recruits do against disciples who could manage that? Takakura assumed his junior sister was frightened, so he only glared at her and said, "A man of honor cannot swallow this humiliation. These bastards are walking all over us. Are we supposed to tuck our heads in like turtles?" Ranra...

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    Ta Zhidao Feng Cong Na Li Lai | Chapter 18: Cheng Jia Finds North

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