After resting for a night, Yang Tian ate breakfast and went outside the cave.
After casually finding a rock and sitting down, Yang Tian turned on his martial artist assistant and connected to the Internet.
Yang Tian’s martial artist assistant could no longer be used. His parents, Qin Fei, Xiao Fei, and the others all knew that after the assistant was turned on, there was naturally no new information received. Yang Tian leisurely read the news about martial artists.
In fact, there was nothing interesting about this news. To the current Yang Tian, it was just a trivial matter. Yang Tian was killing time while waiting for people.
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In the clear stream valley.
“Dang dang dang...”
Qi Xun and Wei Zhong were sparring. Their figures intertwined and flashed rapidly, making it difficult for the onlookers to distinguish who was who. Their weapons kept colliding, producing ear-piercing sounds.
