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"He's despicable and shameless. Once we get home, Great-grandpa will be giving him a good beating and lecturing." Noel tried to please Jenson.

Jenson shook his hand at him. "That's not necessary. I'll be the one teaching him a lesson later."

Noel showed him a bright smile.

"This kid is just delightful."

Jenson walked into the barrier platform, and Elder Master Rod said to him frankly, "Boy, Master might as well tell you the truth now. Later, I'll use the materials gathered from the spot, the long rods, to fight you. You might as well use the same weapon to compete with m e, hmm?"

Jenson was slightly dazed. This was his grandma's Master?

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a discerning eye could see that this barrier competition was deliberately made to suppress

picked up a ball of coiled

in confusion, "Why did you choose

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smiled and said, "You sure know how to bite off more than you

was akin to blades, and as soon as he swiped through

hands were so rough. It seemed that he had been practicing martial

merely sprang up like a loach, then climbed on top of the bamboo forest. Simultaneously, he took out the steel wire and formed a web in the bamboo forest.

Master Rod was not able to keep up with him. Instead, he would be cutting

resisting force. He was an older man with bad eyesight, so he was not able to see them. Once he hit the web, Jenson took the opportunity to grab his stick and throw it to the

"You've lost, old man."