บท 157: The last night

Cold water sprayed from his head. Xia Pingan raised his head and stood in the bathroom, allowing the cold water to drip down his body.

Xia Pingan's body wasn't considered strong, and his muscles weren't as exaggerated as bodybuilders'. However, the lines of his muscles were clearly defined, as if they were carved out of marble, full of a kind of charm that alternated between hard and soft.

Under the cold water, the tattoo of Acalanatha on Xia ping 'an's back became more and more vivid.

The water droplets could not only wash away the dust and sweat on the body, but it could also calm the mind and mind completely.

In the afternoon, Xia Pingan and the others had completed two days of study. Early the next morning, the 54 people who were participating in the " heaven patching plan " would enter the spatial Rift in batches and head to that mysterious world.