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Chen Xiaojun shifted to another topic. "This time, His Majesty Tong Yangyuan and the other big shots wiped out a Blood Desire Cult stronghold, but they still failed to keep that evil soul master leader there. All they did was deal with a monster."
On Chen Zhang's pale but not wan face, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. "Didn't I tell you before? Since when were Titled Douluo that easy to kill? Not to mention he was a tough Level 95 bastard, and he had second-tier Blood Attribute Soul Power."
He looked at Chen Xiaojun and went on, sounding a little helpless. "Sigh, I'm starting to think you've gotten a little cocky, kid. Do you think Titled Douluo aren't anything special? Just because you've kept running into them whenever you went out these past few years, you think they're easy to deal with?"
Chen Xiaojun's shoulders drooped slightly, and he subconsciously muttered in a low voice, "Aren't they?"
Perhaps it was the influence of his previous life. Perhaps he really had seen too many Titled Douluo, so they no longer carried the same weight for him as they did for people of this world, and he no longer held much awe for Titled Douluo.
Perhaps he himself could also reach the titled level someday. Chatting with Chen Zhang was relatively relaxed, so he had relaxed a little too much.
When Chen Zhang heard that, he let out a short syllable of disapproval. "Uh."
Chen Xiaojun immediately came back to himself and hurriedly waved his hands to explain. "No, Uncle, that's not what I meant."
Chen Zhang raised an eyebrow and put on a stern face. "That way of thinking is far too dangerous! If you really run into