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    An Yusheng looked at the embarrassed Fang Lin in the field, and a trace of loneliness flashed on his face.

    Fang Lin, you were so high that all the martial arts of your generation were eclipsed. We can only look at your back and watch you move forward step by step.

    Want to chase, but feel the gap between us more. My whole youth is growing up under your shadow.

    I heard that you had a hard time losing in the same situation. To tell you the truth, I was happy for a while. I was even happier to hear that you were unable to recover. Those who treated us like this now finally tasted the taste of failure.

    But now, looking at you who fall into the disadvantage in the field and you who lose again in the field, why can''t my heart be happy?

    ……

    Yes, you beat me. You are stronger than me. Naturally, I don''t want others to beat you. Otherwise, doesn''t that mean I''m weaker than others?

    How can this work.

    So, you must win!