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"Disciple!" Zhuo Donglei exclaimed as his face changed dramatically.

At the same time, many of the guests drew their weapons and surrounded him.

"What, are you really going to besiege me? That disciple of yours wanted to spar with me just now! " Nan Tian's thrusting martial arts might be powerful, but it definitely wouldn't be able to withstand a group of people attacking him