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The column of water, driven by a mighty surge, smashed downward.
Some, caught off guard, lost their balance and were overturned by the blast.
In the morning's training, a considerable amount of water had accumulated beneath the trenches, and now, as people fell, it was as though they had rolled in a ditch. When they stood up again, they were covered in muddy water, and before they could even open their eyes, the water from above struck down once more, making it impossible to see.
Some held their ground steadfastly, preferring death over surrender; some were in a sorry state, tears circling in their eyes; some were pale-faced, with panic clearly visible on their faces.
Wave after wave of people were hit by the water, wave after wave struggled to their feet, pair after pair of bright, shiny eyes stared defiantly through the water jet in Mo Shangjun's direction, filled with intense emotion.
Yet Mo Shangjun seemed unimpressed.
"Report!"
