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Chapter 242: A Pawn

    

. The surrounding trees were snapped in half at the waist, and Chen Ping felt a tremendous force pushing back, forcing him to retreat constantly, nearly tripping over himself!Chen Ping stared at the o...st a commoner from the countryside, there was no way to compare himself!Now, the lowly peasant in his eyes, without any weapon, had actually dodged his two attacks. This made Zhang Biao feel deeply as...