Left alone without any outsiders around, Shi Potian suddenly felt a rush of childlike innocence. Smiling, he leaped down from the riverbank and immersed himself in the somewhat chilly river water.
It was the dead of summer, and the scorching heat was hard to bear; the river was actually a refreshing refuge. Shi Potian did not even need to channel his supreme inner energy. Relying solely on his far-above-average physical conditioning, he could easily put any professional swimmer to shame.
Unlike certain athletes coming out of the water looking like purple sweet potatoes—that particular shade of reddish-purple made famous by Thanos—Shi Potian's complexion remained the healthy, wheat-colored tone of a mountain boy, flushed with the healthy glow of exercise. He swam through the water as happily as a little fish.
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