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On the other side, Qiu Jun and Fan Qing had just exchanged greetings when their auras surged. They had barely tested each other with a probing move when they sensed the commotion from the other arena. Both split off a sliver of their perception to observe Lin Zheyu's match. In the next instant, expressions of shock flashed across their faces.
What the hell? It's already over? Is this guy really just a peak Divine Repository realm expert that only opened the spirit divine repository? That strength is absurd!
"Fellow Fan…"
The rising battle intent within Qiu Jun was instantly doused by a bucket of icy water. A helpless, bitter smile appeared on his face as he looked at Fan Qing, who looked no better. His whole demeanor was deflated.
"I concede."
Fan Qing shook his head with a wry smile, waved his hand, and jumped off the stage.
What's the point of fighting? Forget it.
Standing on the stage, Qiu Jun sighed and cupped his fists toward Nie Zhiyu in the air. "Sigh… Senior Nie, I concede and withdraw from the Martial Hall vice hall master selection."
There was no way to fight. That single...
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