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116. Heavenly Tribulation
Author: Velvet
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The referee in the center of the ring was trembling so violently that his knees gave out. He stared at the puddle of coffee dregs mingled with the shattered fragments of the Upper Realm relic across the marble floor. Axel's piercing gaze from the VIP skybox bored straight into his soul.

"Disqualification! Young Master Jian Chen is officially disqualified for utilizing a forbidden weapon!" the referee cried out, his voice cracking. He no longer cared about Jian Chen's status as the host sect's s
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