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Chapter 47

Chapter 47

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"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!" Silver arrows came whistling through the air, piercing deeply into the plastic flooring of the boxing ring. At that moment, ten archers were stationed in the spectator seating on each of the four sides, drawing their bowstrings and letting fly. Yet no matter how well-trained ordinary people might be, human reaction speed has its absolute limits.

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