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Six hours later.
Da Xia Battle Zone.
Global Martial Artist Association Headquarters.
A flying vehicle slowly descended; its hatch opened, and a terrifying pressure emitted.
"Indeed... it's a Beast King level fierce beast!"
A young man's heart chilled.
He was one of the top five, no, four Star Lord Realm powerhouses in the world, a man from Da Xia named Lin Qianzhu.
"General President!"
Lin Qianzhu saw Fang Xing, his eyes lit up, and he bowed deeply, "Congratulations to the General President for single-handedly slaying a Beast King level fierce beast."
Even they, in the Star Lord Realm, had no record of single-handedly killing a Beast King level fierce beast.
For Satellite Star Martial Artists, defeating a Beast King was easy, but killing was quite difficult. Even in the midst of a beast tide, they needed to coordinate with nuclear weapons and other arms to make the Beast Kings and Beast Emperors slightly wary.
