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Zhuang Mochen steadied himself, his brows lifting slightly as he said in a low voice, "Xiaojun, from what I can see, this doesn't seem to be a clone?"
Chen Xiaojun chuckled softly, gave his long sleeve a light flick, and said leisurely, "Heh, as expected, nothing gets past your Fiery Eyes of Truth, Old Zhuang. The one down below is the clone."
Down in the arena below, Chen Xiaojun lightly patted Ma Wencai on the shoulder and asked softly, "Do you have confidence in the matches to come?"
In Chen Xiaojun's view, compared with everyone else on the team, this competition was undoubtedly the most unfavorable for Ma Wencai.
Ma Wencai was currently only a Soul Venerable. At fourteen, he was already considered extremely outstanding in the Middle Department, but the moment he was compared with those experts from the Advanced Department, his disadvantage immediately became apparent.
Ma Wencai lifted his head slightly, determination in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Mm. I'll give it everything I have and strive for a Ten-Win Streak."
The corners of Chen Xiaojun's mouth rose as he said with satisfaction, "Good. With that resolve, you're already halfway to success."
Afterward, Ma Wencai walked forward with steady steps and resolutely stepped onto the second arena, which had been specially set up for the Ten-Win Streak challenge.
Below the arena, a shout immediately rang out from the civilian experts' section. "Ma Wencai, a Level 37 Battle Soul Venerable from Second Year Class Four, has come today to seek guidance from you all!"
Though Ma Wencai was a year older than Chen Xiaojun, when he joined Chang'an Academy and took the assessment, he was moved down a grade because the foundations he had learned at his original primary