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His mouth twitched repeatedly, but soon Yu Wenxiong thought of Peng Peng and the others, and his mood calmed down again, speaking lightly, "Getting fat early doesn't mean you're fat. Celebrating now is too early; there will be a time for you to cry."
"Ah!"
Just as Yu Wenxiong's voice fell, another scream came from afar.
At that moment, Bai Changwu, the head of the Martial Arts Institute of Xingluo Palace, laughed heartily, "The one who died this time must be from your Long Night Saint Dragon Palace."
After Bai Changwu spoke, everyone once again mobilized three huge flying birds and rushed to the location of the scream five kilometers away.
Yet when Yu Wenxiong, Bai Changwu, and others saw the deceased, their faces all turned dark.
It was yet another student from Xingluo Palace who had died, with an identical cause of death— each had their skulls pierced by Claw Light.
"So quickly to find our student, which Holy Dragon Palace student is it?"