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Everyone saw the figure clearly and exclaimed in surprise.
Xasitaph's expression changed. His heart sank as if there was a huge rock pressing down on it.
Xakerly was the first to come out.
The result was obvious. He didn't even have the chance to struggle.
"Good!" Xasetor laughed uncontrollably. But soon, he noticed Xakerly's grim expression and covered his mouth, suppressing his laughter.
He dared to provoke Xasitaph but he didn't dare to provoke Xakerly.
"Hmph!" Xakerly sat cross-legged on the ground without moving. His face was black as he snorted.
The bloody sandstorm was a huge strain on his spirit and body. He wanted to move but he couldn't. He could only wait for his body to recover slowly.
He didn't think that he would be the first to come out of the bloody sandstorm. On the other hand, Xakirz and Xadong were still inside.
He was at the bottom of this competition.
