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Chapter 134: Second bout: Oasis vs Rurik
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Morning had arrived in the valleys, and Rurik was still relentless in his search for Oasis.

The sun's first rays filtered through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the ground as Rurik moved with the fluidity of a shadow, his frustration mounting with every step.

He leaped from one shaded area to the next, his keen eyes scanning for any sign of his elusive target.

"Damn kid, you've got me overworking," Rurik thought as he propelled himself forward, heading in the direction of Belvan Town.

He smirked, his mind whirling with possibilities.

"But fret not, you're unfamiliar with this place. The only location you know around here is Belvan Town. With those injuries, you'll definitely head there."

A sinister grin spread across his face as he considered his advantage.

"And since you have my dagger, I can track you anywhere."

He moved with renewed determination, realizing that scouring the streams and battle sites had been a waste of time.

in his mind, Oasis was grievously injured,
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