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"What is up with the delay?" His voice, laced with annoyance, pierced the quiet of the room, echoing off the walls like a dissonant melody. As he strode purposefully inside, the familiar face of the seasoned practitioner of the flights emerged from the shadows, drawing the attention of all present.

A collective gaze turned towards him, a silent acknowledgment of his arrival, yet the air remained thick with unspoken tension, pregnant with anticipation for what would unfold next. In that suspended moment, every breath held its own story, every heartbeat a whispered tale, weaving together a narrative of expectation and uncertainty that hung palpably in the stillness of the room.

"Contestant Yu Zhúlín relinquished the fight against contestants Ye Zhi Ruo," announced one of the practitioners in the room, his hands flipping over a stack of official tournament papers adorned with the authoritative seal. "The decision has received approval from the overseers. Contestant Ye Zhi Ruo is now sla
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