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Fu Jin stroked his Magic Staff, silently wracking his brain to recall if he had ever said anything to offend the Lord of High Cliff Castle.
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Masha's cherry-red lips parted in a small "o." The stunned look on her face was particularly innocent and lovely.
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"That damn kid is as violent as ever!" Mandela said, rubbing his bald head and smacking his lips.
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Everyone from the Holy Sith Kingdom stared blankly, first at the Iron Man that had been reduced to scrap metal, then at the towering Debei man.
'Why was the invincible Iron Man turned into scrap metal with a single punch? Why does this human possess such immense strength? Why did we ever pick a fight with him in the first place?' They desperately searched their minds for answers.
