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One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Until ten breaths had passed, Lin Yu finally exclaimed, unable to endure!

The emerging audience couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp.

Lin Yu’s result was much better than that of Zhao Sheng!

Gasping for air, Lin Yu’s pale face showed a flicker of delight; he was quite satisfied with the result.

Next, one by one, the martial artists who advanced also stepped forward to take the test; their results were similar ...

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