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... reat. Ning Rongrong stayed behind to take care of her. The two of them were on the same team and had a guaranteed spot in the finals. It didn’t matter much whether they went to the Soul Master Tournament or not.

Shen An directly took Tom and Jerry, along with the mascot Na’er, to the Heaven Dou Great Soul Spirit Arena.

Yesterday, Xue Qinghe had sent someone to tell Shen An that his next opponent was Tianshui Academy, from the five great elemental academies.

The Heaven Dou ...

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