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Redakteur: Henyee Translations

Dugu Mengxi tugged at Feng Liu and whispered, "That's why they say that you can never judge a person by their appearance. In times like this, they'll be sure to show their true self.

"She can pretend to be anyone she likes when everything's fine, but now… Her life is hanging in the balance, so she doesn't have the energy to pretend anymore. That's why she's like this. It's her true self."

Feng Liu thought, "What a hypocrite."

Meanwhile!

"Break!"

Ranmil focused her mind and destroyed the undead team at the cost of over half of her spiritual energy. She didn't look too well herself, and her face was ghastly pale.

"To the next floor."

Without hesitation, Ranmil rushed up the stairs.

Ranmil and her team entered the seventh floor to find Feng Wu and her team there as well.

The same seventh floor was open to both teams.

That was to say, the difficulty level was the same.

This would be the final competition.

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