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Somewhere in the eighth virtual Wu Dou Canyon.

Under a towering banyan tree.

In the nearby grass.

In the grass, a young man was lying on the ground. He was wearing sky blue competitor uniform number eight. He was handsome, resolute, valiant, and had a relaxed look on his face.

"Strange, why isn't there anyone here anymore?"

Ling Yan spat out the grass in his mouth and sat up