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... my not to hold an emergency meeting. This time Sita Arena made them realize one thing, how much the Imperial Military Academy relied on Ying Xingjue.

The team leader teacher was really interested in training, so he came to Ying Xingjue’s resting place and spoke in a condescending manner: “The process of Sita Arena’s competition this time was too outrageous, and Damocles Military Academy won the championship.”

Not long after the main players left, Ying Xingjue wiped his hair with ...

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