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Zing—
With three rapid sounds erupting in the water,
Liu Qingsong had completely pulled away from Jiang Ning by a full ten meters.
Then, he reached his right hand into his waistband.
Swoosh—
A soft sword was instantaneously drawn from his waist.
With a flick of his wrist, the soft sword in his hand straightened into a line.
Only at this moment did Liu Qingsong finally take a long breath and find the leisure to scrutinize Jiang Ning. ...
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