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On the fourth day in Training Area Eight, the small room was desolate, the usual sounds of spears absent. The tip of Liu Zili’s spear, fluid as a spirit serpent, danced in Jiang Qiu’s eyes. His left hand was in his pocket, his right gripped his spear shaft, and the hair over his forehead occasionally rustled.
While observing, he glanced aside. Wang Guanjia was sitting on a bench near the wall, hugging his long spear. His expression was grim, and like Jiang Qiu, he had his hands in his pockets, not practicing.
The late-arriving Hu Ye’ye pursed her lips, pacing in a corner. Her spear tip rose and fell a few times and she glanced around, but in the end, she simply held her spear, pouted, and tilted her head back to stare at the ceiling.
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