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in the first round, tang zong was competing against helute. this round was very simple. it was a competition of speed.
whoever could reach the finish line first would win.
There were no so-called rules. It was fine as long as they won.
Riding on his horse, as he was making his final preparations, Tang Zong turned his head to look at Rong nuo on the stands. At this ti, the rain and fog were much denser than before. He could only vaguely see Rong nuo’s figure, but he knew that Rong nuo was watching him.
Following the sound of a gunshot, the two horses galloped out almost at the sa ti.
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