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The entire hall was shrouded in a deathly silence.
The celestial pride of the Desolate Ancient Ye Clan, Ye Xingyun, was at this moment overcome with rage, coughing up blood and fainting.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that ten-year-old Jun Xiaoyao could so effortlessly defeat Ye Xingyun.
Moreover, the most important thing was, compared to Ye Xingyun’s embarrassed state, Jun Xiaoyao’s white clothing remaine ...
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