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As Soong Qian finished his sentence.

The old man behind Soong Qian stepped forward. He was a bit skinny, but his arms gave off a strong feeling.

It was as if he could even lift an elephant in front of him.

Looking at Mu Shaojun, the old man's eyes lit up.

"Do you really think that the martial cultivator is that amazing?" Soong Qian looked at Mu Shaojun mockingly