mitable willpower to push himself forward. 。The speed at which qi and blood flowed began to slow down. His limbs felt heavy, like they were filled with lead. He still struggled to move his arms, prop...At this time, on the rostrum, Chiguozhangting sat there, but his brow was creased with veins, revealing his utterly restless mood. His expression was slightly ferocious, and his hands gripped the armrests tightly. of which, his expression became a little strange as he paused for a moment and said, “Although I’m reluctant to admit it, I'm starting to feel that his strength is getting closer to mine.” "---------...