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Chrysanthum Douluo looked down arrogantly at these Soul Masters.
In his eyes, these Soul Masters weren’t even fit to carry his shoes, and it was normal for them to do little damage.
If the youngster in the stands had some real prowess, it would also be normal for this group of Soul Masters not to kill him.
But if he and Ghost Douluo took action, the situation might be quite different.
Ghost Douluo’s face was stern, his voice colder than his appeara ...
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