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A young man in a four-clawed dragon robe walked out of the room. His large, hooked nose radiated a fierce air, his eyes looked down on everyone, and he moved with a leisurely pace, an arrogant aura striking like summer lightning.,The blade flashed, severing several projectiles. It dissipated with the biting cold wind, landing in the snow, a striking sight.,Summer felt a little scared: "Ignorance is bliss!"。