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Fang Xing glanced at the attribute bar and took a deep breath, "Let's begin!"
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Da Xia World.
White Eagle Battlefield.
Soha Desert.
Fang Xing touched his forehead, slightly dazed.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the memories of Li Ying for the past thirty years swarmed in.
Da Xia Battlefield, White Eagle Battlefield...
Integrating the global Martial Artist Association to become the General President!
Single-handedly launching the great era of cultivation competing against numerous Boundary Land Fierce Beasts, Beast Kings, Beast Emperors... he was regarded as a human hero...
For Li Ying, it was a tremendously eventful first half of life.
But what Fang Xing focused more on were the "Grey-clothed Marquis" inheritances in his mind!
"Fiery Fire Eighteen Gun!"
"Star Palace Scroll!"
...
Before Fang Xing had time to delve deeply, he suddenly thought of something very important and immediately broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.
Then, beneath him...
Boom!
