Time ticked away second by second, and the start of the U19 finals drew ever closer.
In the competitors' resting room, Yin Muhu, dressed in a training garment, sat cross-legged on the floor, her hands as big as clay pots resting on her knees.
The angular contours of her muscular face faintly revealed feminine features, and her waist-length hair hung loosely, draping straight down to the ground.
At the moment, whisps of white steam rose from her body, curling upward and causing the temperature in the entire resting room to steadily climb.
As time passed, it was unclear if it was an illusion, but her robust physique seemed to have subtly shrunk a little.
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In a spacious fitness room backstage at the arena, Xue Jing held the Forgotten Greatsword in both hands, swinging it repeatedly to build harmony with the heavyweight weapon.
With his [Combat Skills] at Lv10, like when he practiced with a spear, his solid sword skills terrifyingly radiated into the domain of the giant sword.
