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lit. thick and black martial arts
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Categories: immortal chivalry
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Those who are thick are also thick-skinned. <br /> black, heart black also. <br /> It is said that if a person wants to achieve something great, it is necessary to achieve a thick skin, the heart to black, then, in the martial arts of the past, a person wants to make a name for himself, is not the same must be so? Please read the hilarious version of Murong Ming Yuan's martial arts novel "Thick and Black Martial Arts". <br /> At the same time, Murong Ming Yuan also solemnly declares that I...
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