brief introduction:

Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at his flat chest. The first thought that came to mind was that he hadn't died.,Today, as Lin Yun fought, he felt a clarity in his mind, understanding everything. With each punch, a surge of heat flowed through his body, and in an instant, he grasped the essence of the fist.,Lin Yun didn't hesitate, reaching out to take the sword. In an instant, his right hand was frozen a ghastly white.。

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