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Upon seeing Song Jian reveal himself and walk in his direction, Fang Ai froze for a moment, his gaze involuntarily falling upon Song Jian's head.
At this time, Song Jian no longer needed to conceal himself as he had when he first entered the game, allowing all his attributes to be displayed above his head. However, his level was so high that despite being displayed, most players couldn't discern his level— they saw only a skull.
"A skull level..." Fang Ai's heart skipped a beat. That was at least ten levels higher than him, and the aura emanating from Song Jian didn't seem to be that of a first-tier combat power at all, especially the equipment on Song Jian's body. Even though he had turned off the glow of the tiers, the style and design were clearly beyond that of ordinary gear.
Fang Ai, who was now level thirty-eight, had been through countless battles in the game and could roughly judge an opponent's combat power with just a glance.