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In the arena of the finals.

Zhao Tianqiang was dressed in a long white robe, had a jade-like face, and an elegant demeanor. He looked at the Linghu Rui not far in front of him, with an indifferent expression.

"Linghu Rui, three years ago, I was defeated without even being able to force out your ultimate skill. That was my battle of humiliation! In these three years