"Is it really that high?" Baz, who is even more vain than Fatty, felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey and pretended to be surprised: "My hand speed is also sixty moves."
Saying this, he pointed to Hagrove, Meng Xun, and others beside him: "Have you heard of the Mechanical God? That's them. Their hand speed exceeds sixty-five moves."
Boom, all the Chuckna Warriors felt a loud bang in their heads, and all their thoughts vanished.
They stared in disbelief in the direction Baz pointed, a group of careless Mixed Soldiers standing around in disarray, not in proper stances whether standing or sitting. Some of them, meeting their gaze, even raised cans of cigarettes, nodding and smiling at them. They were just a bunch of rabble.
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