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Bae Seong-Joon stood still at the center of vast Baengnokdam with a solemn look, as if he was a God supporting the heaven itself.
Wind at the top of the mountain was strong and blew non-stop, causing the Neo Taekwondo attire Bae Seong-Joon was wearing to flap hard, as if it was playing a tragic symphony that Neo Taekwondo had experienced in less than two years.
In just a few days he hadn't see Bae Seong-Joon, Qin Fen discovered that Bae Seong-Joon's lush black hair had now turned bright and silver, exuding a heartrending cold gleam under the sunlight.
Qin Fen slowly raised his head and noticed that the sky over Hallasan wasn't empty; there were a few dozen human-shaped figures of all sizes hovering in the air.
After entering the fifteen-star level, all martial artists would find a way to learn the Wukong Technique through various channels, which was an important mark of a martial dao master.
Today's duel between new and old generations of martial dao master at Baengnokdam had made
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