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He truly felt that this old monk was weak, not because he had gotten stronger, but because the opponent was weak.

Although Ju Liusun was at the Quasi-Saint level, his strength was far inferior to that of the other Quasi-Saints Wukong had seen before; it was rather insubstantial.

Of course, part of the reason he had won the battle so easily was that he knew Ju Liusun’s Divine Skills and divine weapons too well, preventing Ju Liusun from fully deploying his strength.

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