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Golden Palm Strike
Author: Mamanda
last update2025-07-27 08:00:04

Dai Chun shook his head, signaling that he didn’t want to continue the fight. He had heard it directly from Fang Yun’s lips—that he had learned the Golden Palm Strike merely by watching its movements. Surely, Dai Chun wouldn’t dare take a reckless path by insisting on continuing the duel. In the end, he and all the members of the Golden Palm Sect acknowledged Fang Yun’s exceptional talent.

“You're lucky that Fang Yun only used a fraction of his inner strength, Dai Chun. If he had used even a quarter of it, you might’ve been dead by now,” said Huang Zitao.

Dai Chun could only swallow hard. He still couldn’t comprehend the immense inner strength his opponent had displayed. That wasn’t even a quarter of it, yet he was nearly slammed into the wall. If Fang Yun had gone further, he might have died on the spot.

“Actually, I had intended to observe your progress today, since you submitted a request for graduation. But seeing the results earlier, I think you’
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