Chapter 277: Zhao Duan: I have a sword that can split the sky! (7,000 words)
On the ring.
As Zhao Duan imitated Chai Keqiao, his body as light as a leaf, the fighting scene on the field became weird.
The three-eyed little monk's legs were rooted like old pine trees, and he stayed outside the attack radius of the Taia sword.
With his knees slightly bent and his waist strengthened, he wielded the six-strike staff in his hand, which was as thick as a sword handle at one end and as thick as a bowl at the other, with great vigor.
In an instant, the sky was filled with the afterimages of illusory long sticks, but Zhao Duan was so light and weightless that he dodged them perfectly.
No... this is not dodging, but going with the flow... As soon as my weapon gets close to him, the disturbed airflow will blow him away... Tianhai, who has an ordinary face, was surprised.
For no reason, he recalled the time when he was a child, bored, sitting under a big tree in the temple, raising his hands to catch fallen leaves, but he couldn't catch them no matter what he did.
Tianhai didn't know what kind of body movement this was, but he knew that if he continued to delay like this, he would be the one who would suffer the most.
"Hide? See where you're going to hide!"
He shouted coldly and suddenly took a deep breath.
On the exposed arms, the smooth muscle lines swelled up like air.
In an instant, the number of stick shadows in the sky doubled!
Even fallen leaves cannot escape the thousands of Buddha's hands coming from all directions.
What's more, Zhao Duan's seemingly mysterious body movements are ultimately not as light as a real autumn leaf.
With the little monk's angry shout, the offensive increased greatly, and his rhythm was forced to be interrupted. He became more and more exhausted, and was finally accidentally hit by the Six-Path Stick.
"clang!"
However, the expected scene of broken bones and tendons did not happen.
The moment the long stick swept across his body, a ray of light suddenly flowed across Zhao Duan's exposed body.
The rosy glow was like fire, as if burning, flowing through the whole body in an instant and condensing into protective qi.
This was the first nameless magic trick he learned from Old Xu.
After being promoted to the God Chapter, it also improved significantly. It is much more powerful than the Gangqi composed of Qi.
——Considering the rules of the arena, he did not bring the "Six Talismans Armor".
As expected, the Six Paths Stick swept Zhao Duan back to reality from the "fallen leaf" state.
Zhao Duan simply used his boots to tap the ground lightly, leaving two slight scratches, and regained his footing.
A blush rose on her face and then faded away. The stone slab under her feet cracked like a spider web with a "crack" and spread in all directions.
He actually relied on his internal strength to transmit the terrifying recoil force to the earth.
"Master Zhao's body movement has been broken!"
"What a vicious monk!"
In the crowd.
Haitang hugged her shoulders and stared at the screen with an anxious look:
"Can he do it? Doesn't the Taizu sword in his hand look good? Kill that bald donkey."
As a swordsman, Zhang Han shook his head and said in a deep voice:
“It goes without saying that the Tai’a Sword is powerful, but the problem is that Zhao Du’an has just entered the Divine Chapter and this is his first time touching the sword, so he can’t even exert one thousandth of its power.
On the other hand, although Tian Hai couldn't truly control the Six Paths Staff, he could flex it at will, as if it were his arm, which was a manifestation of his mastery of the weapon. The same weapon, after being used for a long time, can have a very different power when it is unfamiliar to the monk.
In the stands, two masters, Eunuch Hai and Xue Shence, also saw the drawbacks.
He realized that the greatest use of the Taia Sword in Zhao Duan's hands was to raise his cultivation level to a level that could rival Tianhai.
But it is not enough to achieve a crushing victory by relying solely on weapons.
"Lord Zhao should also understand this. Therefore, although he appears to be dodging and defending, he is actually consuming Tianhai's mana. He fought with Jin Jian and his strength has been depleted. This is a good tactic..."
Xue Shence made sharp analysis and acted as commentator.
The confused civil servants around him suddenly realized what was going on and thought that Lord Zhao was indeed a sinister person, with ulterior motives even in a fight.
Eunuch Hai has been keeping an eye on the battle situation, and suddenly said:
"The young monk saw through it. Look, he's changed his tactics."
…
On stage.
The young monk Tianhai knocked Zhao Duan away with a stick, but did not continue to attack from a distance. Instead, he twisted his wrist, and the six sticks covered with Sanskrit characters expanded and contracted, returning to their original shape, and then threw them away casually.
Then, he bent his knees, jumped up suddenly like pulling onions out of dry land, and kicked the end of the six-path stick hard with his right leg.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the six-path stick became like a slender missile filled with power.
The tremendous magic power poured into the weapon, and the brass metal weapon suddenly became scorching hot, evaporating the humid air into white steam.
Then, the six sticks fell from the sky at a terrifying speed in the blink of an eye.
At the end of the tail vertebrae, a thin white line is burned when it rubs against the air.
Danger! !
At this moment, Zhao Duan felt a strong sense of crisis.
In a hurry, within the Qi Sea, the Qi that had expanded into an illusory "ocean" after being promoted to the Divine Chapter began to rotate in circles, releasing powerful kinetic energy through the intake and exhalation of the Dragon Soul.
It was as if a burning engine was generating power, gathering all the energy and blood in the body towards the lower back, forcibly pushing the body to move.
It appeared that Zhao Duan's abdomen was pushed down by a force out of thin air, avoiding the six sticks falling from the sky.
"boom!"
The end of the hexagonal stick pierced the ground, sinking halfway into it.
Zhao Duan came back to his senses and looked up suddenly, only to see Monk Tianhai following closely behind him like a meteorite, his fists beating like drums and like a mountain pressing down on his head.
This is the real killer move!
After giving up the long-range attack, Tianhai chose melee.
——As long as you are close enough, the long sword cannot be used!
However, Zhao Duan seemed to have anticipated this. He suddenly thrust out his arm holding the Taia sword behind his back and chopped it down on his head!
The slender hilt of the sword, painted with black and red patterns, chopped down silently, but the escaping sword energy made Tianhai feel a sharp pain in his eyebrows.
It seems to be about to split.
The young monk Tianhai did not dodge or evade, his eyes suddenly became calm. When he fell in mid-air, he clasped his hands together and raised them high above his head.
"Buddhist Golden Bell!"
Buzz. The pale golden ancient bell-shaped air shield suddenly expanded, rotated half a circle around him, and blocked the Taia sword outside.
“Squeak—”
The dense and scattered sword energy shattered upon hitting the golden bell, splashing out misty light.
The Taia sword was blocked for a moment, and then there was a "click" sound.
The Golden Bell Cover, which had withstood Jin Jian's all-out magic in the previous battle without breaking, suddenly had a crack as thick as a finger appear at the tip of the sword, which spread like a spider web.
The next second, it shattered into countless pieces.
Tianhai's expression changed slightly, but he didn't dodge or retreat.
Instead, with a thought, the six sticks rooted in the ground next to him pulled themselves up and flew over. With a "clang" sound, they barely blocked the Taia sword's killing blow.
"What a powerful weapon..."
There was a flash of heat and greed in the eyes of countless warriors present, especially those who practiced swordsmanship, who found it even more difficult to curb the greed in their hearts.
Under the premise that Zhao Duan is unable to drive his true power, relying only on the sharpness and hardness of the Taia Sword itself, he can break through the Buddhist Golden Bell Cover...
This shows how powerful the artifact is.
"It is said that six hundred years ago, Emperor Taizu wielded the Tai'a Sword and cut off half of Mount Wushan with a single strike. While the rumor is exaggerated, it's probably not far off the mark."
The scheming little princess Xu Junling was stunned and dazed.
Suddenly I began to understand why some of the "Eight Kings" had different thoughts about the throne.
Not to mention the throne and power, the foundation of the Xu Dynasty itself is already terrifyingly strong.
Anyone who can ascend the throne and become emperor and wear the yellow robe, even if his cultivation is inferior to that of the imperial sister, can rely on the emperor's dragon energy to control the magic weapon and become one of the strongest people in the world.
She couldn't help but think that Zhao Duan alone with a sword was capable of defeating Tian Hai.
So what kind of charm was the emperor's sister, who was the third princess at the time, during the Xuanmen coup?
Just as he was distracted, the situation on the battlefield changed again.
Tianhai used the Six Paths Stick to block the sharp edge of Tai'a. A gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes, and without any warning, he slapped out with a palm!
"Buddhist Vajra Palm!"
Outside the hood, the fat on Gongshu Tianyuan's face trembled, "Brother Zhao is in danger."
However, what was unexpected was that Zhao Duan showed no sign of panic. Almost at the same time, the five fingers of the hand that was not holding the sword opened and pressed towards Tianhai.
At this moment, the dark clouds above the arena seemed to be disturbed, and an autumn rain fell.
In the God of War Picture, Lao Xu once used a palm to "turn the galaxy upside down", causing the stars in the sky to fall and the darkness to retreat.
With the help of Taia sword, Zhao Duan could barely shake the clouds.
In full view of the crowd, the two men suddenly slapped each other.
First there was silence, and then, a violent torrent burst out in all directions with the palms of the two people as the center.
Zhao Duan and Tianhai felt the strong wind blowing on their faces at the same time. The former's hair was blown into disarray and flew backwards, while the yellow silk ribbon on the latter's head fluttered like a flag.
The two men seemed to have swallowed a large breath of air, their cheeks puffed up, and their bodies retreated almost at the same time, and their weapons separated.
This time, Zhao Duan used the "Falling Leaf Body Technique" again, floating lightly for about a meter and landing steadily.
The moment he landed, the hem of his robe shattered with a "snap", the broken corners fluttered around, and even the light shield behind him shook violently several times.
“Dengdengdeng…”
Tianhai stepped on the ground continuously and retreated more than ten feet before he stabilized his body. On the ground in front of him, a series of footprints were left that were sunken into the ground.
The cold autumn rain passed through the shield that only weakened and blocked the magic power and energy without any hindrance, and drenched the two people who were confronting each other in the field.
…
Off the court.
The people watching the fight stared at the stage intently, attracted by the fierce and violent fight just now. They finally managed to breathe again after holding their breaths.
"call……"
Eugene Hua held onto the railing, her hands unconsciously exerting force, pinching her daughter, who grimaced. The woman still found it difficult to calm the tension in her heart.
God knows, she was almost scared to death just now, but fortunately Zhao Pan pinched her leg hard in time, so she did not lose her composure in public.
The civil servants, led by the "female prime minister" Mo Chou, were so frightened that their hearts skipped a beat.
It was as if they were standing on the stage and had just experienced a thrilling fight.
"It seems that Envoy Zhao has gradually adapted." The Minister of Rites asked tentatively.
Xue Shence nodded, and the military god of Dayu was also full of surprise.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Duan's martial arts foundation was much stronger than expected.
beside.
Ma Yan was not surprised.
Only he knew best how many times Zhao Duan had sought sparring partners from the police officers in the past two months, and his so-called shortcomings in fighting experience had been made up for a lot.
What's more, Monk Tianhai had fought hard with Jin Jian before, and his style and skills were exposed, but Zhao Duan was still mysterious.
He was about to explain a few words when he suddenly let out a light exclamation.
On the ring, Tianhai, who was leaning on a six-way stick, saw rain soaking the ground, which suddenly condensed into white frost.
Waves of cold air were released silently from around him.
Cold mist emanated from the sunken footprints on the ground.
“Crack, crack…”
People were surprised to see the cold rain on Tianhai's feet suddenly freeze into ice and quickly rise up along his legs. In the blink of an eye, it had climbed up to his waist, lower abdomen, chest, and neck...
Finally, his face became numb and a thin layer of ice covered most of his face.
The little monk's face turned ashen, and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Duan who was smiling not far away. Suddenly he spat out a small mouthful of blood, and there was a trace of ice in the bright red blood!
"You...just now..."
Tianhai's eyes widened and his voice broke.
Zhao Duan held the Tai'a sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword tilted downwards. His left hand was behind his waist, and he clenched his fist tightly. Drops of blood flowed out from the palm of his fist and fell...
It was obvious that both of them suffered internal injuries in the previous fight.
However, Tianhai's injuries were obviously more serious.
"That's right, you don't think that the palm strike I just made is only as simple as it seems on the surface." Zhao Duan said with a smile.
He really wanted to go up and finish off the enemy immediately instead of wasting time talking.
But the surging energy and blood in his body made him give up this somewhat rash action.
At the beginning, Old Xu took him into the snowy plains outside the Mubei Forest and taught him the "Cloud Swallowing and Breathing Technique".
Zhao Duan's learning was average and he felt that the power was limited, but he did learn how to transform the Qi in his body into Frost Qi.
When they were fighting just now, he took the opportunity to send streams of frost into the little monk's body. The two martial arts were superimposed, and the effect was doubled.
“…” Tianhai was silent for a moment, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He lowered his head, raised his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said:
"It looks like you took advantage of me."
Stop talking like that, I'm only interested in women... Zhao Duan was stalling for time while suppressing his injuries.
"Haha, then why don't you just admit defeat and avoid further fighting."
Give up? Just you?
Tianhai sneered, still lowering his head, leaning on the six-way stick with his left hand, and clearing his throat twice, but he laughed:
"Do you think you can beat me like this? Or do you think that after seeing my fight with Jin Jian, I have no more trump cards?"
As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand, reached behind his head, and grasped the yellow silk ribbon wrapped around his forehead. He slowly raised his head, his eyes cold:
"Didn't you say you wanted to see my third eye? Today, I will grant your wish."
After a pause, the little monk suddenly grinned and smiled:
"However, once the Eye of Mercy is activated, I cannot fully control it. If you don't retreat, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to stop you."
"Is this a threat?"
Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes, gripped the hilt of his sword, and said:
"What a coincidence! I never take threats. Besides, if I were to kill someone with the Taia sword in my hand, I wouldn't be able to hold back."
Tianhai seemed to be enraged and did not believe Zhao Duan's warning. He no longer hesitated and pulled off the yellow silk ribbon with force!
In an instant, a strange, tightly closed vertical eye in the center of the little monk's forehead was exposed to everyone's eyes.
Wow——
There were continuous exclamations from the crowd, but not out of fear, but curiosity.
People in Beijing had heard about Tianhai's vertical pupils a long time ago, and now they finally got to see it as they wished. How could they not be excited?
On the Shenlong Temple's stands, Bian Ji's face changed, and he thought to himself, "This is bad!"
"Trouble, trouble."
He quietly moved closer to the ring, ready to strike at any moment and forcibly rescue the person.
——Only a few people in Shenlong Temple know that the reason why Tianhai has a bad temper and kills people at will is not entirely because of his true nature.
But when he opens his "vertical pupil", his whole personality will change drastically.
What comes with it is the power contained in the vertical pupils, which comes from the god "Ksitigarbha", and is comparable to the full-strength attack of the "worldly realm".
Every time he used the vertical pupil, his personality became more extreme, so even when he was fighting with Jin Jian, he tried his best not to open it.
But at this moment, the little monk was enraged.
The "seal" is lifted.
On the stage, Zhao Duan, who was isolated from the noise outside, suddenly felt that he was being locked in.
I feel powerless, knowing that no matter how I try to dodge or resist, it is all useless.
In his field of vision, as the silk cloth fell off, the third vertical pupil began to wriggle and tremble on its own, and then suddenly opened!
Revealing a vertical pupil of faint emerald green color, as cold as a god!
"boom--"
The next second, without any warning, a thumb-thick, pure golden Buddha light shot out from the vertical pupil and condensed straight into a beam of strong light.
Before Zhao Duan could react, he was hit right in the chest!
With a loud bang, the clothes on Zhao Duan's chest instantly shattered into ashes, and the thick layer of rosy energy on his skin was pierced through, leaving a steaming hole, and his skin and flesh were torn apart!
pain!
Zhao Duan felt a surge of pain and his straight body staggered backward.
Fortunately, the wound was not deep. It only burned through the surface of the skin and did not go deeper. It was quickly and madly repaired by the melted rays of light, and the protective shield of qi was stabilized again.
However, with just this one blow, a large amount of the energy in his Dantian was consumed.
“Come again!”
Tianhai was as cold and indifferent as a god, and a second beam of Buddha's light shot out from his vertical pupils!
"clang!"
This time, it was blocked by the Taia Sword!
The terrifying Buddha's light hit the sword, causing only a ripple, without damaging the sword at all.
However, the subsequent recoil force still made Zhao Duan step back several steps before he could barely stabilize his body.
Tianhai stood still. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his "expression" and became an emotionless mechanical god.
He said calmly, "Come again."
This time, the Buddha's light shot out instantly, and Zhao Duan once again blocked most of it with Tai'a, and his body retreated again and again, almost to the edge of the ring.
However, there was still some scattered Buddha light, which penetrated the aura in his body, accompanied by a hissing sound.
The energy in his Qi Sea, which had already been depleted due to the intense fighting, dropped significantly again.
He silently calculated that he could only block one more beam of Buddha's light before he would lose the ability to fight again!
…
"Master Zhao!"
In the stands, the court officials were shocked. They didn't expect that the situation would be reversed in the blink of an eye and the little monk's third eye was so powerful.
Even if the inner "worldly" power is dispersed into beams of Buddha light and shot out in batches, it is enough to defeat Zhao Duan!
"Is this Tianhai's trump card? How can he carry..."
Xue Shence's expression changed slightly, and he clearly felt that the power contained in those vertical pupils was not the power of the "Shen Zhang" realm at all.
"The world! That vertical pupil contains the magical power of the world realm!"
Ma Yan blurted out, his face becoming extremely ugly.
The worldly realm... Mo Zhaorong and Xu Junling's expressions also changed. They didn't understand cultivation, but that didn't mean they didn't understand what it meant.
"Give up!"
Eunuch Hai's eyelids twitched wildly, and he whispered these two words through secret telepathy, forcing them into Zhao Duan's ears through the air.
"Da Lang!" In the ladies' area, Eugene Hua finally lost her composure and spoke out, standing up and letting out a whine.
Zhao Pan beside him also gritted her teeth. She didn't understand cultivation, but she could see that the situation on the field was one-sided and crushing!
In an instant.
Countless eyes were cast around the arena, looking at the little monk who was judging like a god.
Then he saw the embarrassed "Zhao Yanwang" who was trying his best to hold on, almost half-kneeling, and had been forced back to the edge of the ring. The winner was immediately apparent!
…
Deep in the Tianshi Mansion.
Xu Zhenguan saw this scene, and suddenly stood up and looked at the old Taoist priest. The empress looked worried and said quickly:
"Please ask the Heavenly Master to stop this battle."
As the emperor of Dayu, she could not appear rashly and intervene forcibly.
But at this moment, Zhang Yanyi, who is a neutral party, can.
However, the old Taoist priest glanced at the seemingly embarrassed Zhao in the light curtain and said:
"Your Majesty, please be patient and just wait and see."
"Tianshi, I..."
Zhang Yanyi smiled, his tone full of strong confidence:
"Your Majesty, do you not trust me? Don't worry. If this kid Zhao gets into trouble outside of my Heavenly Master's Mansion, I will simply remove the title of 'Heavenly Master'."
"……this."
Xu Zhenguan calmed down and finally sat down. However, when he looked at the water curtain again, he was stunned because Zhao Duan closed his eyes again.
…
"Old Xu, you said you would give me this sword?" In the inn in the small town under the green mountains.
The light of the setting sun shone in through the open windows, accompanied by the breeze from the East China Sea.
Zhao Duan held the Tai'a sword with a strange expression:
"Don't mess around, don't think I'm ignorant. The Tai'a Sword is clearly the sword you carried with you after ascending the throne, a formidable divine weapon.
Well... although the background is definitely not as good as the heavenly book of the Tianshi Mansion, it is not something I can take.
Besides, that's something that represents your Xu Dynasty, like a jade seal. How can you just give it to anyone? You're just lying to me."
He is not sure whether Old Xu in front of him can understand his complaints.
But he was basically certain that what was recorded in "The Picture of the God of War" was a modified version of a documentary, which was something that Taizu of Dayu had come up with when he was old and looking back on the first half of his life.
Therefore, there are various logical bugs in it. For example, when in the desert and snowfield, Old Xu Qiang was so terrifying, which actually corresponds to the later years of Emperor Taizu.
But when he arrived in the East China Sea and stepped onto the Qingshan Mountains, Old Xu in front of him had fallen back to his true martial arts level when he was young.
As for the "Tai'a Sword" in his hand, which should not appear in this period of time and space, it is even more of a product of a logical bug.
"Hehe, you can't take it now, but if you can get its recognition outside, or inherit my dragon soul, you can take it."
Old Xu said calmly.
"No... Did you say this only to me, or did you say it to everyone who enters the Martial God Map..." Zhao Duan complained weakly.
He was a little panicked.
Because he did inherit Old Xu's dragon soul, and also inherited the half-step martial god he had gained throughout his life.
Old Xu ignored him and stood up from the tub, dried himself, put on his clothes, and said:
"Come with me."
"Where are you going..."
"Take you to see the sea."
Zhao Duan was stunned. Then he remembered that when they were in the snowy plains, Old Xu had said that he would take him to watch it.
But after arriving in the town, he never left.
So… is this because I’m finally finishing “Wu Shen Tu”? Something like the end-of-game storyline?
Zhao Duan was lost in thought, holding the Taia sword, and followed Lao Xu. The two of them left the inn and walked towards the green mountains against the sunset.
On the way, Zhao Duan looked at the scenery and discussed with him:
"Well... if you really agree to give me the sword, it's not impossible... but it is indeed difficult. The descendants of your Xu family will definitely not agree to give such a treasure to an outsider like me, right?"
"So, I have a small suggestion. If I become the son-in-law of your Xu family, wouldn't that make us family members, and would that be in accordance with the rules? That way, your promise can be fulfilled, and your descendants of the Xu family should be able to accept it even if they hold their noses..."
Zhao Duan kept muttering to himself all the way, but Old Xu ignored him completely.
"Hey, Old Xu, have you noticed that the sun doesn't set?" Zhao Duan finally felt something was wrong.
The world seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the sunset was forever frozen in the scene hanging on the horizon.
The people in the town also disappeared.
But when Old Xu took him to climb up the Green Mountain, he found that there were no living creatures on the mountain.
The whole world was silent, like a puppet show that had suddenly stopped.
Only two men, one big and one small, were left. They climbed to the top of the mountain after struggling for an unknown amount of time.
We arrived at a cliff on the top of the mountain.
There was no one on the cliff, behind it was the golden sunset, and in front of it was the endless East China Sea.
Zhao Duan sat down exhausted on the ground, holding his sword, panting, feeling the sea breeze, like a dog with its tongue hanging out:
"Well, it's a vast ocean. I saw it. And then?"
Zhao Duan is emotionally stable. Unlike the people in this world, he had not only seen the sea in his previous life, but also ridden in a plane and flew into the sky... Therefore, he lacked some shock.
I am more concerned about what Lao Xu is up to.
Beside him, the burly Taizu of Dayu, with messy hair and beard, was looking at the East China Sea, and the sea breeze blew his wild black hair.
Slapping on the shoulder randomly.
Old Xu looked at the endless sea with a vicissitudes of life and said loudly:
"I'll teach you a sword technique. I'll only demonstrate it once."
Zhao Duan quickly pulled himself together, stood up, and presented the Taia Sword with both hands.
Old Xu grabbed Tai'a with his big hand, without any master's demeanor or gesture of gathering strength, and just said casually:
"Look, learn as much as you can."
After a pause, he slowly uttered the name of the sword technique:
"Open the sky."
The next second, Old Xu slashed towards the vast East China Sea with a sword. All the dust and sweat from traveling thousands of miles in the world were integrated into this sword.
Silently, the sea split apart into two sides with the sword pointing as the center, and billions of tons of sea water rose high on both sides, condensing into towering city walls.
The seabed is exposed like a crack in the sky.
One sword opens the sky, one sword cuts the sea.
Zhao Duan stood with the sun behind him, staring blankly at the scene.
When he came back to his senses in a daze, he saw Old Xu beside him smiling at him, his lips moving as if he said something, and then the whole person disappeared like a bubble.
On the cliff of Qingshan, only Zhao Duan was left, holding a sword in his hand.
…
On the ring.
Zhao Duan opened his eyes and looked into the distance. His feet were floating off the ground, and his hands were clasped together, looking like the little monk Tianhai, the god Ksitigarbha.
Between Tianhai's eyebrows, Buddha's light once again gathered in his vertical pupils like lightning and nectar, and it seemed that it would shoot out in the next second.
However……
Zhao Duan just calmly handed over the Taia Sword.
His lips moved as he spoke slowly:
"Open the sky!"
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