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More than twenty Fierce Realm powerhouses, after just a few exchanges, were mostly seriously injured, leaving Xu Yang's complexion ash and black, almost on the verge of fainting.
How could these three be so powerful?
This was the common question in the hearts of the Nanji warriors watching the battle.
One who could withstand the attacks of more than twenty mystical-grade Spirit Arts without changing his expression;
A murder star who could cause casualties without regard for spiritual armor upon striking;
And that grotesque being who, with some bizarre Spirit Art, caused more than ten Fierce Realm powerhouses to fall from the sky.
A match of three against twenty-seven should have been a one-sided crushing, yet the scene that unfolded was as absurd as a child grabbing a strong man by the collar and pounding him relentlessly on the ground.