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High above the Eastern District Fortress.
The soldiers of the Human Alliance's Guard Army tilted their heads back, staring at the Beast Race Sword Saint in midair.
The storm-like sword strike from just moments ago, along with Gao Neng's sudden disappearance, had left them in absolute shock.
'Is this what they call a battle between Immortals?'
'They're too strong!'
'Gao Neng is only Ninth-Order.'
A Ninth-Order Gao Neng could actually trade blows with the Beast Race Sword Saint, injure him, and then make a clean getaway?!
A prodigy of his level was someone you couldn't help but love and hate at the same time.
"Gao Neng!!!" the Beast Race Sword Saint roared. Never before had he felt so humiliated...
No, that wasn't right!
The last time, at the Beast Race Camp, he had felt this same humiliation, and it was no less intense than this.
'To be humiliated by the same person twice in a row?'
It was a feeling that no one who hadn't experienced it could possibly understand.
