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"How is it? Do you want to try again?"

Jiu Muli sneered, his tone carried a bone-piercing coldness.

"Who the hell are you!"

Dao Chen stood there stiffly without moving, his face ashen and defeated, his face filled with disbelief. He was more than one great stage higher than his opponent, but did not want to be so easily defeated.

Currently, Jiu Muli was only an inch away from him