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"Don't play these little tricks with me."
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"Don't play these little games with me."
However, Bailuo was not Lu Anya; he was all too familiar with such maneuvers and would never be confused.
"Bang!"
Their guns collided in midair. Bailuo and his senior sister's figures intertwined continuously, clashing fiercely and sparking at countless tricky angles, ringing out with a metallic clang.
Five rounds, ten rounds, twenty rounds.
"Bang!"
The spearhead flew off; Bailuo's spear had broken.
But it was also because of this that his senior sister's follow-up combo was interrupted by Bailuo.
Almost in an instant, Bailuo snapped the shaft of the spear.
Left and right, Bailuo, holding fragments of the spear shaft in his hands, swiftly attacked his senior sister.
A longer reach added to strength.
A shorter reach meant greater danger.
"Whoosh!"
His senior sister dodged Bailuo's attack and retreated several steps to distance herself from Bailuo.