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... the others before saying, "Chen Qiao, Liu Yu, Wang Qi, the energy fluctuations in your bodies seem unstable. Are you about to advance?"

Upon hearing this, the three named individuals were initially stunned, but then they nodded simultaneously, looking expectantly at Fang Yuxin. Zhou Zheng and Huang Yue were ordinary people who had luckily awakened their superpowers later. Because their awakening was late, their strength was relatively weaker, roughly still in the late stages of Superpowe ...

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