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Ling Yan and Ben Ying were running frantically on the streets of Nantong City. The surrounding citizens only felt a gust of wind blow past them, causing their hair to become messy, some of the martial cultivator only moved to the side, looking at the two figures in the distance, they were shocked.

To have such a agility at such a young age, he must be an elite in the Chixiao Martial School