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... se words—

Outside the wall, Porcupinefish and Serpent Lance Douluo’s minds were rocked. Their eyes widened to an unbelievable extent as they stared at her.

Innate full soul power—level thirty.

This was utterly unheard of. If anyone else had said this, they wouldn’t have believed it even if their heads were on the line. But since it came from Qian Renxue, they had no choice but to accept it.

Serpent Lance Douluo shot a look at Porcupinefish Douluo—it was clear this ...

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