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Shi Qian lifted her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead. She was a little tired and sweating too.

But it was the same two hours of exercise. Shaang Sizhan did not sweat, not to mention sweat. His face was not red, and he was not breathing. It was as if he had been standing there quietly from the beginning to the end.

How did he do it!?

"Let's go." Shaang Sizhan said again.

Shi Qian nodded