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... deep and steady voice magnified many times over by the spell formations around the platform.
It swept clearly across the entire plaza.
In an instant, Bian Ji, who stood beside him, was stunned, a momentary bewilderment apparent on his usually indifferent face.
And sitting cross-legged in the center of the stage,
wrapped in a yellowish-brown martial monk's short robe, dark shorts, matching cloth shoes, with two muscular arms resting smoothly on his knees, was the ...
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