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Seven steps in a row, Bruce lunges, five meters! Five meters, this height, in the eyes of the average person, it is possible to fall and injure people, even fall to their death.

But they were just regular people, not lightweights from the Flyers.

On the contrary, in Bruce's view, it only added to his strength, the strength that fell from above, and his own.

Even the master, facing the pots that fall from the upper floors, does not block them with his hands, but avoids them from the top.

Hong Wang, though a man of great courage, could face a man and fall five meters to his death. The combination of height, speed, and distance, and all the majesty of the form, that terrible power, is hard to imagine.

Hong Wang didn't think much more of it, and now it was Shem or Dodge.

Bruce chuckled and gave a sweeping kick that only caught the wind and Hong Wang felt his face raw from the wind.

Bruce had fallen to the ground and grabbed his hand.

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