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Chapter 16: moment of impact
Author: Black Ronin
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“Now, find for yourselves sparring partners,” Kenshi’s voice rang out across the dojo, calm but edged with authority. “To get stronger, you must immerse yourselves in the friction of combat. Each of you is to hit and block your partner’s blows by channelling mana to reinforce your fists. This will teach you, firsthand, how to control your essence when the pressure rises and how to improve the effect of your attack.”

He paused, letting his sharp gaze sweep over the gathered students like a blad
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