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... atched hut.
Several masters were practicing hidden weapons. Among them, some were in their fifties or sixties, some in their prime, and some were just over ten years old.
A soft murmur arose, breaking the harmony.
"Eldest senior brother, do you think Master can succeed? That is the Evil God after all."
"Pssh, what’s so great about the Evil God? Under Master’s hand, he’s just a small fry."
"That’s true, Master is a giant in the martial arts world throughout ...
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