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An Sen and the twenty Berserker s were also shocked. When had they ever seen a battle between warriors of this level? Each of their hands were on the crystal gun as they anxiously waited for Long Bufan's orders.

Long Bufan was still leisurely smoking his cigarette, ignoring Zhou Tong, An Sen and the rest's unease, he looked at the bamboo forest with the golden runic barrier