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... upted with her fighting spirit, and the vast fighting spirit spread all over Wutan City.

"It's so strong fighting spirit, look, it's a strong fighter at the level of a fighting king."

"No, it's most likely the Dou Huang."

Only Dou Zong can walk in the air.

Therefore, ordinary people would not be able to recognize at all whether Yun Yun was a Douhuang-level powerhouse or a Douwang-level powerhouse.

Only Xiao Xun'er's bodyguards can determine Yun Yun's combat eff ...

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