I want no docile slave

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“If you want to test your agility in battle, you can look for someone of your size.” I kicked one on the stomach, and humped a bit, to knock another down. The one I kicked in the stomach staggered back and hit the others as he fell. “Pathetic,” I said, the words I conned from master. “You guys are nothing but dirt under my feet.” I motioned for the fallen men to rise from the ground, “if you think you are capable, let me see some actions.” I smirked as I watched them slowly rise from the ground. “Go to hell!” One of them picked a club from the floor, and with a battle cry, charged towards me. “You are nothing but dirt under my feet.” I kicked the man before the club in his hand could make a collision with me. The club fell to the ground as he staggered back. I didn't allow him to rega

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