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... blink of an eye, another week passed.

During this week...

Yang Luo was undergoing Long Tianchi’s strict special training in the spiritual consciousness space.

Long Tianchi’s teaching method was completely different from Long Xinghe’s.

Long Xinghe’s teaching method was considered gentler. He taught Yang Luo through demonstrations.

On the other hand, Long Tianchi’s teaching method only had two words: "battle".

He kept asking Yang Luo to fight him and ...

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