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Meng Yuanhong glanced at Meng Yiyi next to him. He couldn't see anything and thought it was a failure. He said with rare relief: Master Lu, don't be depressed. Not even a grandmaster can do something like this. You are only a first-rate martial artist. Failure is normal, Xiao Yi, if you don't want to compete with me, let Meng Ji cancel this competition....