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Invitation!

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A flash of anger crossed Daxon Johnson's face.

He looked coldly at Ethan Smith and said, "Why? Because I am a three-striped member of the Chuzzle Battle Zone! Because my status is nobler than yours!"

Hearing this, Ethan Smith couldn't help but scoff, "In the eyes of people like you, higher status means nobility, but in my eyes, everyone is the same, no matter their class or status."

"As for you, I already know from how you speak that you don't deserve your position, let alone have me greet you," said Ethan Smith coldly.

Daxon Johnson's lips twitched slightly, clearly irritated by Ethan Smith's words.

"Young man, mind your words," Daxon Johnson raised his hand and pressed it onto Ethan Smith's shoulder.

Ethan Smith suddenly felt a force pressing down on his shoulder, while a smug smile appeared on Daxon Johnson's face.

Without saying a word, Ethan Smith shook his arm, and an immense force instantly rebounded back!