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... d sheer power.

And in this way, after the duo he crushed in his first duel, he crushed two more groups in threes.

He didn't even break a sweat. His eyes almost never left the side where Jack and Cassandra were... without focusing on his duel, as if to emphasize to them who they were facing.

Finally, he defeated another duo, both fourth years, without difficulty, simply by toying with them.

With each duel he won, the facial expressions of everyone watching him chan ...

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