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"He's like a swimming motor. I didn't see anything clearly before it ended. He took over the competition."

"I'm dumbfounded, Brother Ye. Is it really that smooth? Oh my god, it's too terrifying."

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Ye Xuan took the silk towel from Liu Yanran and wiped himself dry before lying on the beach chair. He didn't say a word and hid his achievements, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

The swimming skill given by the system was not to be trifled with. There was no choice. It was just a cheat.

With such a scene, no one dared to compete anymore. What was there to compete about? The championship would be decided internally.

With this speed, there was no way to compare. It took less than ten seconds for him to swim back and forth. He was simply like the motor of a cruise ship with water splashing everywhere.

Seeing that everyone returned to their chairs gloomily and didn't dare to compete in swimming, Ye Xuan smiled and stood up to greet them.