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"Elder Cao, what is the final result?"
After seeing the condition of these so-called inner sect elites, the Hall Master of Tempest Wind Hall frowned slightly. Several times their number had gone out, yet they had been beaten into such a sorry state by only a few dozen barbarian scouts.
It was clear that these people were full of ambition but short on real experience. Their cultivation realms were not low, yet compared with the barbarian elites who lived on the edge of death every day, the gap was far too great.
Elder Cao Yang took the statistics from the silver armored guard behind him and his brows drew together.
"Unqualified! Unqualified!... Still...
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