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... aced a hand on the iron-eating beast.

He said, “We must trust God Jiuli’s judgment. Since God Jiuli chose an iron-eating beast to be its mount, that means this beast must have unparalleled talent. The iron-eating beast possesses both speed and strength. Its only disadvantage against the golden peak beast is that it doesn’t know any fighting techniques. I have a friend...”

He ruffled the iron-eating beast’s head and continued, “He practices martial arts. In the past, he taught me ...

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