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... e Supreme class (1) Arhat du ‘e turned around calmly and looked at the young monk.

“Who did you lose to?”

The young monk with red lips and white teeth asked again.

Arhat du ‘E’s expression did not change.

He put his palms together and said, ”

“Kou Yang Province.”

He didn’t try to ‘argue’, nor did he explain too much, because there was no need to.

Although martial artists were uncouth, no system could suppress or defeat them in the same real ...

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