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... en took him to live in the palace when he was young. He taught him carefully. That was why he was called the young Martial Emperor back then.

“The old sword immortal of Mount Sino, Winslow Jansky, taught him the two great techniques of sword control and sword summon. He tacitly acknowledged him as the young master of Mount Sino and can be considered his third teacher!

“In terms of background, you guys are far inferior!”

Sadie Dudley stood quietly on the spot and mentioned ...

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