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Liu Yaodong was somewhat doubtful. Could it be that the True Martial Department really managed to research something significant? Otherwise, how could this scene be explained?

Xu Zhou stood up and calmly said, "Now do you believe? This is the latest research achievement of our True Martial Department, the Wild Blood Elixir!"

"Wild Blood Elixir?"

Liu Yaodong was incredulous. "How did you manage it?"

"I’ve told you already, it’s the latest ...

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