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... “This battle is won by Misty Sect,”
Steward Zhou cast a glance at the mottled face disciple who looked as if he had just returned from coal mining; seeing him stiff all over, the disciple was likely to be bedridden for at least half a month, so Steward Zhou declared the result directly.
“Sect Master Uncle, I won!”
Li Jiaojiao excitedly threw herself into Ye Feng’s arms, causing the male disciples from various sects to brim with envy and jealousy.
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