Those who reincarnate must die.

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At the great altar, the 517 heroes of the Si tribe witnessed the most unforgettable moment of their lives.

A Shen clansman's face peeked out from the spatial portal they had opened using the Rainbow Bridge, calmly greeting them.

This simple "Hello everyone," delivered without any emotion, somehow sent chills down the spines of all the Si people present.

"All of you, step back!"

At the crucial moment, Grandmother Sith spoke up: "This is not an opponent you can handle."

Zhang Lang strolled into the altar. Although the Rainbow Bridge itself was created by supernatural power, the spatial door it opened was a real thing. The two worlds had objectively been connected, so he could enter and exit without any hindrance.

It's like using fire magic to burn a hole in a wall. Although the technique for creating the hole is magic, the hole itself is real and doesn't prevent someone like Zhang Lang, who is immune to magic, from moving through it.

Standing atop the altar, Zhang Lang looked at his obese grandmother high above him and asked loudly, "Are you the head of the Si tribe?"

"I am the strongest of the Si tribe, my name is Sith!" Grandmother stepped off the platform and slowly floated down: "State your name, Shen tribe!"

"You can call me Hunter." Zhang Lang looked at Sith, sensing a surging life force emanating from this old, obese snake woman. This old snake woman was definitely not as simple as she appeared.

"The Hunter?" Grandmother Sith narrowed her eyes slightly. "I've never heard of such a master among the Shen tribe. I must be quite ignorant... How is Zeus? It's been a while since I've seen him."

"Excellent," Zhang Lang laughed. "He'd be even happier to see your corpse!"

"Arrogant fool!"

"You brat, how dare you talk so arrogantly!"

"I'll kill you!"

The many members of the Si tribe were enraged, wishing they could rush up and tear Zhang Lang apart alive. It was the old grandmother who raised her hand and calmed their anger.

"A powerful figure from the Shen clan." Grandmother Sith came before Zhang Lang. Her enormous body, cast by the shadow of the torchlight, was enough to completely engulf Zhang Lang.

"I admire your courage to venture into our tribe's stronghold alone, and I know you have the right to be so confident. As the first outsider to visit the Si tribe's grand altar, we should treat you well."

"A brutal fight like this is rather unseemly in this setting. How about we make a bet?"

Zhang Lang raised an eyebrow slightly: "How does the betting work?"

The old woman chuckled. "I doubt you'd have the patience for overly complicated rules. Let's go with the simplest and most straightforward approach."

As she spoke, the old grandmother held out a hand to Zhang Lang: "Let's wrestle!"

"A wrestling match?" Zhang Lang looked at his opponent with some confusion.

"We hold each other's hands, and whoever moves their feet loses."

"Children's games," Zhang Lang sneered. "What's the stake?"

"I bet on the world you just came from!" The old woman flicked her tongue. "Such a fierce attack on our Si clan shows that this world is also very important to your Shen clan, isn't it?"

"We'll settle this in one round. If you win, our entire Si clan will withdraw from that world and never harass it again. But if I win, your Shen clan must relinquish that world and hand it over to our Shen clan."

"I don't know which altar you come from, but with your strength, I believe you have enough influence to make decisions for the Shen clan, right?"

Without hesitation, Zhang Lang nodded and smiled, "No problem." He then casually extended his hand, "Can we begin?"

"Of course." The grandmother also reached out her hand and slowly shook hands with Zhang Lang.

Upon seeing this scene, the hundreds of Si clan heroes watching all revealed faint smiles on their faces.

Start!

Zhang Lang felt a tremendous force coming from his grandmother's hand. She was already much larger, and her big hand almost completely enveloped Zhang Lang's hand, as if she wanted to crush Zhang Lang's bones.

In contrast, Zhang Lang remained standing in the same spot, looking completely calm.

The old woman suddenly pulled Zhang Lang's body to the side, causing him to tilt at an impossible angle, but his feet remained completely still.

The old grandmother suddenly turned the tables and exerted force, and Zhang Lang used the force to swing back, like a feather swaying in the wind, yet with a firm foundation.

Wrestling may seem like a contest of strength, but in reality, skill plays a much larger role.

Because both of them are superhumanly strong, their weight of several hundred kilograms is negligible in comparison. If you try to resist with brute force, no matter how hard you stretch your body, you will only be a statue weighing several hundred kilograms. It is easy to push you over or even throw you away. To win, you must keep your body flexible and defeat your opponent through psychological warfare and power techniques.

However, Zhang Lang's terrifying attributes brought him more than just strength. His reaction speed and perception also far surpassed his opponents. With his hands clasped together, he could control every bit of force his grandmother exerted, every feint, and even every heartbeat, breath, and muscle fiber recruitment. It was like playing a game according to a strategy guide; it would be difficult for her to lose.

After the two of them fought back and forth here for a while, Zhang Lang had had enough and finally decided to fight back.

He seized upon an opening in his opponent's attack, and with a sudden pull, the old grandmother's enormous body lost its balance and fell backward uncontrollably.

ended.

Zhang Lang sneered inwardly. Just now, unless this old Si clansman could fly, he would definitely have fallen! But unfortunately, with her hand clasped with Zhang Lang's, even if she really had some supernatural power, she couldn't use it.

But at that moment, Zhang Lang sensed an unusual fluctuation within his grandmother's body!

She wasn't suppressed by me; is this a normal physiological reaction? But this reaction is very chaotic; her internal organs and muscles are moving violently. What exactly is it?

Just as Zhang Lang was wondering, his grandmother's body suddenly swelled up and then exploded with a "bang," like a flesh and blood bomb, the exploding flesh and blood completely engulfing Zhang Lang.

At the very moment of the explosion, all the Si clan members present instinctively retreated, some even erecting barriers, trying to stay as far away from the blood mist as possible.

Only after the blood mist dissipated did they dare to approach again and look at the scene.

Zhang Lang remained standing in the same spot, covered in blood and bits of flesh, motionless and stiff as a statue.

However, the person shaking hands with him and maintaining a wrestling posture was not his large grandmother, but a thin, slender Si tribeswoman who was less than half the height of Zhang Lang.

However, judging from the scales covered in keratin and wrinkles, and the familiar expression on her face, this was a thin old woman from the Si tribe, and undoubtedly the grandmother!

What happened? Did Grandma explode and then shrink?

"Hehehe..." The old grandmother released her grip and looked at Zhang Lang, who was covered in blood and flesh and stood frozen in place, and laughed triumphantly.

"Naive boy, do you really think I'm just wrestling with you?" The old woman looked at Zhang Lang, whose body was stiff. "The Si clan are naturally slender, some even lacking limbs. How could they possibly compete in strength with other races? Our Si clan's greatest skill, and our strongest ability, has always been using poison!"

"From the moment I stepped down from the stands and stood before you, you were enveloped in the colorless and odorless poisonous gas I emitted. However, this toxin will not affect you immediately; it will enter your body through respiration and pores, flow through your bloodstream, and take root in every organ and cell of your entire body, lying dormant."

"And finally, the flesh and blood I burst out was the ultimate blood poison I had condensed over many years. This poison can instantly stiffen a person's entire body, making it impossible for them to breathe or have a heartbeat, and ultimately causing them to die in agony."

"Another major function of blood poison is that it can trigger the toxins that are distributed throughout your body. With this internal and external attack, even if you have a unique level of toxin immunity, you will not be able to escape death."

The old grandmother kindly explained, while the other members of the Si tribe in the stands looked at the "sculpture" in the arena with mocking smiles. The once arrogant and domineering Shen tribe had now been turned into a specimen.

"Karls!" The old woman turned around and looked at the sixth altar on the platform: "This specimen of the Shen tribe is entrusted to you. Dissect it carefully and figure out the secret to its power..."

Before the words had even finished, the countless Si clan members on the platform suddenly widened their eyes: "Grandmother... behind you!"

Sis was startled and turned around to look, only to find that Zhang Lang's hand, which had been loosely clenched, moved slightly and suddenly pointed to her feet:

"You moved, I won!"

---Aside---

Thank you for the 500 Qidian coins from the rooftop viewer!