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"Mr. Zhao didn’t carry any weapons."
Chai Keqiao nodded slightly, whispering, "Maybe he’s not planning to take the stage."
Xiao Ran couldn’t hide her disappointment, yet she wasn’t surprised: "A petty character."
She stepped into the ring, casually drawing her soft sword, her ebony and ivory eyes cold and aloof:
"Who will face me?"
The group of Tributors looked at each other, not knowing the detailed list of today’s combatants.
"Mi ...
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