One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Amitabha Buddha... Excellent, excellent!"

At this moment, Brother Xiao had completely shed his pretense of being refined.

His eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and the smile on his face was even more perverted than the freak opposite him!

He was like someone who had entered an all-you-can-eat buffet, his hands transforming into powerful dragon claws as he strolled leisurely through the crowd.

“Esteemed benefactor, your cervical spine is misaligned. Let this humble monk set your bones.”

"Crack!"

“This female benefactor, your supernatural power is too violent and harmful to your liver. This humble monk will help you by dislocating an arm to cool you down.”

"His!"

Screams and the sound of bones breaking echoed around Xiao Zizai.

Wherever he went, it was a veritable meat grinder.

In the heat of the moment, Xiao Zizai even threw his head back and let out a chilling laugh, which scared several Paradise Maniacs who were about to rush forward into shrinking back in fear.

"Who the hell is the lunatic here?!" a strange man who looked like a frog shouted in despair.

however.

Two fists can't beat forty hands.

Even a hero can't withstand a pack of wolves.

There are far too many enemies, and among them are all sorts of strange and wonderful superhumans, wizards, and magicians.

Just a few minutes later.

The once spacious Villain's Tavern has been completely razed to the ground.

The ground was covered with gravel and planks.

The team's stamina began to deplete rapidly, their defenses were gradually compressed, and they were slowly falling into a disadvantageous position.

Wang Ye, panting heavily, used his Tai Chi strength to push away two enemies, his shirt soaked with sweat.

Two of the frames of the fan in Zhuge Qing's hand were also broken.

"Phew...were these guys raised on performance-enhancing drugs? How come there are more and more of them the more we fight!"

Zhang Chulan braced himself on the ground with his knife, his chest heaving violently, feeling as if his lungs were smoking.

Charlie, who had been standing at the edge of the chessboard, looked at the surrounded crowd and laughed triumphantly.

He looked at Zhang Tianyi, who was standing not far away with his hands in his pockets, seemingly "helpless," and began to mock him:

"Zhang Tianyi! Did you see that?!"

"This is the price of your arrogance! Your men are about to be torn to shreds!"

"What? Watching them die for you, don't you feel even a little bit guilty? You coward hiding behind others..."

Charlie was spitting out English in front of him.

As a result, it took a long time to spray.

Zhang Tianyi maintained that casual standing posture.

He even took out a toothpick and picked at his mouth.

then.

Zhang Tianyi cupped his hands to his ears, making a listening gesture, and shouted at Charlie at the top of his lungs:

"Huh?! What did you say?!"

"This place is so noisy! I can't hear anything!"

"Speak louder!!"

Charlie's voice stopped abruptly.

The face beneath the mask was contorted with rage.

He was seriously making threats like a villain, and this guy was pretending not to hear?!

But looking at Zhang Tianyi's expressionless face, which even seemed a little disgusted, a sense of unease suddenly flashed through his heart.

Does this man really not care about the lives of his men?

Why isn't he panicking at all?!

Just as Charlie was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

On the edge of the battlefield.

Zhang Chulan had just managed to parry a giant axe aimed at his neck with a watermelon knife.

He was so shaken that he stumbled back five or six steps and fell hard onto the ruins.

He wiped the sweat and dust from his face and gasped for breath.

"Damn it... I really can't take it anymore..."

Zhang Chulan glanced at Wang Ye, who was also panting heavily, and Feng Baobao, who was being attacked by three mutants.

He gritted his teeth, then suddenly opened his throat and let out a roar that soared into the sky:

"Sister Bao'er! Old Wang! Brother Xiao...!!!"

Upon hearing the voice, everyone instinctively turned their heads.

"This won't do! These foreign trash are too shameless!"

Zhang Chulan raised the watermelon knife in his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I'm not playing with them anymore!"

"Go for it!!!"

“Okay.” Feng Baobao calmly responded, knocking an enemy away with a shovel.

"You should have said so earlier, my back is killing me." Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Amitabha, can we finally serve the main course?"

Xiao Zizai took off his broken glasses, his smile growing even brighter.

While the people in the amusement park were still confused, wondering what kind of riddle these Chinese people who had been driven to the brink of despair were trying to say,

Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Wang Ye, Xiao Zizai, Zhuge Qing, and even Chen Duo and Lu Linglong.

Several people extended their right hands simultaneously, as if by unspoken agreement.

He slapped himself hard on the left side of his chest!

That place was right before we arrived on the island.

Just in case, Zhang Tianyi placed a congenital lightning seal on each of them!

Boom!!!

In an instant!

A thunderclap suddenly erupted from the ground amidst the ruins of the battlefield!

Seven dazzling golden beams of light shot into the sky from their bodies without warning!

An unreasonable and domineering thunderous power suddenly erupted from their parched meridians!

Zhang Chulan felt a warm current immediately flow through his body, and his fatigue vanished.

It's as if it possesses the terrifying power to smash a mountain with a single punch!

The watermelon knife in his hand was flashing with purple light and even emitted a thunderous buzzing sound!

"Hahaha! Fully healed! Full mana back!"

Zhang Chulan's eyes turned red with excitement.

He raised his knife and charged straight into the crowd like a wild dog that had broken free of its reins!

"You little brats! Let me show you what the joy of cheating is!"

"One strike deals 9999999 damage! Die!!!"

A purple-gold lightning blade, over ten meters long, roared out as Zhang Chulan swung his sword.

The several superhumans who had been dominating him just moments before were sent flying, weapons and all, by the blade's edge without even uttering a sound!

In that one second, the tide of battle turned dramatically!

This sudden turn of events left Charlie and Hanged Man on the outside completely dumbfounded.

"This is impossible!!"

Charlie pointed at Zhang Chulan and the others, who were enveloped in lightning, and was astonished:

"They've clearly reached their limit! Where did all this lightning come from?! Why is this aura exactly the same as that person's?!"

"To catch the thief, first catch the king!"

Just when Charlie was questioning the meaning of life.

Wang Ye's voice rang out coldly in mid-air.

"Since you're the ones who created this lousy chessboard, then we'll smash you first!"

Unbeknownst to anyone, Wang Ye had already used the power of thunder to shrink the distance to an inch, traversing a distance of a hundred meters.

They appeared above Charlie and the upside-down figure!

Beneath his feet, a massive Qimen formation, over fifty meters in diameter, suddenly unfolded.

Purple lightning was also flowing within the array patterns!

"The 'Luan Jin Tuo' (a type of ancient Chinese clapper)! Set a timer!"

Charlie and Hanging Upside Down felt as if the space around them suddenly slowed down incredibly.

My body felt like it was filled with lead, and even moving my fingers became extremely difficult.

"Sister Bao'er! Now's the time!"