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"Of course, what I just said is only my guess for the time being. Whether the true strength of the Heavenly Sword Marquis is equal to or stronger than Duan Lang is still uncertain. For the sake of the opportunity, countless top Immortal Saints in the Blood Wave Realm fought fiercely and killed crazily. If the Heavenly Sword Marquis's strength doesn't meet the requirements, he naturally doesn't have the qualifications to enter."
"So...before the final quota is determined, I have to test this little guy's real strength."
Temple Master Bai Xing smiled, his eyes flashing with a strange luster.
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In the True Martial Mystic Realm on the time-space island.
Jian Wushuang sat cross-legged under an iceberg, his consciousness completely immersed in the image of the iceberg.
In the image, a white-clothed figure seemed to be transparent, flickering randomly in the void.
