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"That's unbelievable! That kid was right! Even Feng Lianzhu has been left in such a horrific state with his Dragonrise Sword!"

All at once, hundreds of pairs of eyes locked on Chen Xiaobei in shock and awe.

A few seconds ago, they were all waiting for Feng Aotian to give Chen Xiaobei a reality check; a slap in the face. They had never thought that when the truth was finally out, it was their faces along with Feng Aotian's face that had been slapped instead. 

"So? Are there anymore disbelievers here huh? You can all give it a try if you want to! If you can open this jade door, consider me the greatest loser then!" Chen Xiaobei looked around at the people, brows raised challenging them.

Right now, except for the nine demigod-ranked Jianghu leaders, the rest of them were elders and core disciples of these nine forces.

It was to be understood that these hundreds of people were of the highest tier on the Jianghu pyramid.