"Xiao Yan, Dou Qi Stage 3! Level, low level!"
The Xiao family's martial arts arena was crowded with people.
As the tester announced the results in an indifferent tone, a burst of shrill laughter suddenly rang out from the surroundings, causing the handsome young man in the center of the stage to smile bitterly.
Xiao Yan walked down the square, bathed in countless mocking or pitying gazes from all around him. He clenched his fists tightly, showing his unwillingness in his heart, but his face showed no fluctuations.
"The great genius is at the third level of fighting spirit again this year?"
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