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Zhang Tiandong seemed to know what Mo Xiaoyun wanted to say. He patted Mo Xiaoyun's shoulder and said in a low voice, "This time, I have also barely won. I hope that we can compete again in a year."

Hearing this, a trace of light appeared in Mo Xiao Yun's dull eyes. He nodded, then silently left.

Zhang Tiandong knew that Mo Xiao Yun's talent should be above his own. After all, he was 100