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... no sense of existence.
Even the cloud paintings are very surprised. The four laps are 3,200 meters. Now the fifth lap, Xia Qingyu is still sticking his teeth!
Looking at Xia Qingyu, the cloud painting knows that he is doing the right thing.
Very tired, really tired.
The sixth lap.
The seventh lap.
The eighth lap...
Xia Qingyu finally fell behind, and a man stooped and stood up and gasped.
At this point, there are only three people left.
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