The Three Figures of the Compact Armor Practitioner.

The voices of thousands of humans could be heard filling that underground domain, praising the name of Suma Fen who was called by the nickname of the Gray-robed Refiner.

Suma Fen himself gasped in shock,

"I became a rank ten Saintly Semidevil? Well... I thought that wasn't something bad?

He pumped out pure energy-air once more, after opening the healing gate. His pure air flowed profusely throughout the meridians in the body.

His external wounds were quickly repaired. From being stalled and the wounds dried up. It was only a matter of a few days, two days at most, until the wounds completely re-formed new cells and returned to normal.

Meanwhile, a girl of the jingling race approached him. In a very polite and timid gesture, the jingling girl bowed and said,

"Mr. Semidevil, Gray-robed Refiner, please return to your palanquin.

We will escort you back to your cave, where you can rest after your fight."

The jingling girl bowed deeply, while the other seven girls of various races were stil
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