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... llow list is a disciple's competition below the level of the realm, and the Xuanbang is a disciple's competition below the level of the natural.

In the Xuanbang, the top 20 warriors who entered the Zongmen Dragon Tiger List are not allowed to participate in competitions. Because the top twenty are extremely wicked beings, and everyone has the ability to kill.

The first place on the Yellow List is a reward of one million. The Xuanbang is three million, plus three Xuanjie Zhongpin Da ...

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