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"With your strength, you could have easily earned a respectable position in the competition."

Lu Bei grunted a few words, then shook his head and sneered, "For Qu Yan to resort to such a dishonorable technique to preserve her ranking, speaks volumes about her character. She is not the standard for a great nation."

Nie Zi Xiong: "...."

Sorry, Qu Yan, I'll explain later.

As the numbness in his arm dissipated, he gritted his teeth in pain, drew in a deep breath, shook off the sounds of thunder from his arm, and managed to mend his severed limb.

A bad start.

Now, he not only needed to save the reputation of the Human Race's Holy Land, but also work his hardest for Qu Yan's sake.

He at least needed to earn a draw!

Taking a firm resolution, Nie Zi Xiong initiated a fierce offense.