The Gye-cheon Gate Lord fell backward after being hit in the knee. Gu Yangcheon clenched his fist to follow up with the next strike. “Tch.” Gu Yangcheon, who had been about to continue the attack, suddenly widened the distance. A sword grazed past the side of his face. Even while taking hits, it was attempting a counterattack. ‘Damn, it’s tough.’...
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