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Chapter 651

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Only the last soul shadow holding dual blades remained standing, but it was also severely injured, its illusory armor damaged beyond recognition, its flesh withered like a melted transparent wax figure.

However, the dual blades of this soul shadow had already plunged into Yang Xuan's chest, piercing his heart and completely ending the match.

【Winner! Soul Hall · Zhang Guliu!】

A large mouthful of blood gushed out of Yang Xuan's mouth, his eyes dazed, unable to believe this fact for a long time.

"I... lost...?"

Zhang Guliu's face was calm, as if it wasn't himself who had won.

He had quite a bit of a state of mind of not being happy with things and not being sad for himself.

He gazed down at Yang Xuan from above, coldly spitting out a sentence.

"You actually had the strength to fight me, but you were bound by rules and didn't use them, unable to use your full strength; how pathetic..."

He shook his head and sighed.

Yang Xuan's eyes were cold as he slowly stood up.

He stared at Zhang Guliu, with some complexity and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Using rules... hehe..." his lips were pale, and he smiled mockingly.

"It's just another name for breaking the rules."

Zhang Guliu wasn't angry, saying indifferently.

"Breaking the rules... so what?"

"When I became a member of the family, I became a gear; I had to win this battle to fight for greater benefits for the family."

"All personal bottom lines can be abandoned for it."

"And you, obviously, don't have this awareness, so you lost." Zhang Guliu didn't look like an eighteen-year-old newcomer at all, but rather like a power-hungry politician!

Mature to the point of being terrifying.

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