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Nangong Xuandu looked at Cao Yan for a long moment. If not for the demonic qi he couldn’t suppress or expel...
“First match, Daxia Sword Sect versus the Lu family of the ancient clans. Victory goes to the ancient clans!”
Buzz!
The barrier dissipated.
Li Guanqi rushed onto the platform and scooped Cao Yan up.
Cao Yan’s fist gauntlets had fallen off. His knuckles had shattered, yet his right hand still trembled, struggling to close into a fist.
Li Guanqi gripped his hand, tears welling in his eyes as he whispered, “That’s enough.”
No one blamed Cao Yan for losing the match.
As Li Guanqi carried him down the steps, he turned to look at Lu Wuhen. His voice was neutral—not loud, but clear...
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