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... , and he soon saw the other party clasping his fists in salute.

"Northern Martial Arts World, Absolute Shadow Style, Zhou Wuren."

"I didn’t expect the Southern Martial Arts World to produce a talent like Master Chen, it’s truly surprising."

His tone was solemn, even somewhat kind.

Chen Feng was surprised, he originally thought there would be distinctions between the North and South, and the other party would put on airs.

"Hehe, Master Chen may not know, bu ...

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