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

Zhang Tianyi stood there, staring at the lifeless body on the stone platform.

The lightning on his body gradually dimmed.

That destructive, raging aura was gone.

Only one remains.

A chilling silence.

Chapter 353 The Chinese team achieves a resounding victory!

Deep beneath the sea, inside the deathly silent main hall of that divine palace.

Time seems to have lost its measure here.

Above the dome.

The ancient artifact, the Yata no Kagami, was continuously emitting a thick, blood-red light.

In the very center of this blinding beam of light, Zhang Tianyi stood quietly.

His face, which usually carried a hint of nonchalance and mockery, was now distorted in a chilling way.

The veins on his forehead and neck bulged like dragons, throbbing and pulsating.

Following the corner of his mouth.

A streak of glaring crimson blood was slowly dripping down, hitting the stone bricks at the feet and shattering into several shocking blood flowers.

His eyes were tightly shut, his jaw clenched, as if he were trapped in a nightmare from which he could never wake up.

They are enduring some kind of torture that is tearing their souls apart.

In the darkest corner at the farthest point of the main hall.

Qu Tong and Abe Shigeaki, who had been keeping their distance from the red light, couldn't help but tremble with smiles upon seeing this scene.

That was a burst of ecstasy after suppression!

"It's been five hours..."

Qu Tong let out a long sigh of relief, her originally dignified face flushed with excitement.

She looked at the swaying figure in the pillar of light, her voice trembling with a sense of relief:

"It's finally working!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Abe Shigeaki, who was standing next to him, could no longer contain himself and let out a hoarse and wild laugh.

"President Qu, I told you long ago to be patient. No one in this world can escape the 'reflection' of the Yata no Kagami!"

He paced back and forth excitedly, pointing to the center of the hall, his eyes shining, as if he could already see the fruits of victory.

"Look at him now, with his meridians flowing backward and blood seeping from his seven orifices, his soul is being chewed up bit by bit by his own obsession!"

"His foundation in thunder magic, which rivals the creation of heaven and earth, will be ours sooner or later!"

Qu Tong clenched her fists tightly.

She looked at the ever-expanding bloodstain at the corner of Zhang Tianyi's mouth, a flicker of apprehension in her eyes.

But more than anything, it was the exhilarating feeling of finally getting revenge.

"Zhang Tianyi, you treat me like a dog, and you even planted a seed of destruction in my soul..."

Qu Tong's smile grew increasingly sinister:

"Now, I will watch you perish in this grave you dug for yourself!"

……

Meanwhile, above sea level.

The night on Paradise Island was completely dark.

The salty sea breeze swept through the rainforest, bringing with it the rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other.

Deep within this dense rainforest, a thrilling battle has just come to an end.

"boom!"

With a dull thud as flesh slammed to the ground.

A skinny young man with dark skin, wearing a floral shirt, was kicked away like a rotten tomato.

It crashed heavily into a banana tree that was so thick it would take two people to hug it.

This person is none other than Thailand's hidden ace, Chatchai, who always has an innocent-looking smile on his face.

However, this ruthless character, who was feared throughout Southeast Asia, was now in a pitiful state.

Before he could even unleash his prized "flying head curse," a burlap sack, which he'd picked up from who-knows-where, was placed around his neck.

His left eye socket was bruised, his right cheek was swollen, and even half of his front tooth was knocked out.

And in the mud and water around him.

The Thai team's captain, Som, along with Nida, the female player who used the poison frog, and two others, had already been laid flat.

They were tied up like crabs with special ropes, neatly stacked in a row, and still rolling their eyes.

"Oh my, this little dark-skinned guy is quite slippery."

Zhang Chulan swaggered out from behind the bushes, swinging his wrist as he did so.

His kick just now was extremely vicious; he's now holding a watermelon knife, slapping the back of the blade against his palm, his face full of thuggishness.

"You want to release poisonous insects to bite me? Don't you know I hate these fancy things the most?"

Chachai collapsed at the base of the tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with soil.

He watched in horror as the group of people slowly surrounded him, and his composure completely crumbled.

"You...you people don't follow the rules!"

Chachai, covering his face which was swollen like a pig's head, accused in broken Chinese, his voice trembling with tears:

"What happened to the international exchange match?! What happened to the one-on-one duel?!"

"Five of you ganged up on me! That bespectacled freak even went after my joints! Don't you guys have any sportsmanship?!"

"Martial virtue?"

Wang Ye strolled over slowly, his hands in his pockets.

He yawned, stepped into the mud next to Chachai, and spoke with utter self-righteousness:

"It's late at night, everyone's in a rush to find a place to sleep. Who has time to play one-on-one with you here?"

Zhuge Qing stood to the side, fanning himself with a fan, and casually tapped Chachai's head with the fan rib, adding insult to injury with a smile:

“Brother Chatchai, you’re being uninformed.”

"We call this efficient teamwork. You guys came out as a team just to get a well-coordinated beating, didn't you?"

Standing on the other side, Zhang Lingyu usually adhered to the rules of prestigious and upright families.

But at this moment, his silver hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze, and unusually, his handsome face showed no sign of remorse.

Zhang Lingyu coughed lightly, straightened her pristine white collar, and explained in a serious tone:

“Ahem… This fellow Thai, the Celestial Master’s Mansion has always been known for winning people over with virtue.”

"But you immediately used insidious Gu worms and black magic to ambush my junior sister."

Our combined, all-out tactic against evil forces is purely for the purpose of upholding justice and achieving a swift victory. We hope you will not take offense.

Zhang Lingyu's official statement, which elevated a "gang fight" to "acting on behalf of Heaven," earned Zhang Chulan's thumbs-up.

Junior Uncle's thick skin is becoming more and more like the true inheritance of our Celestial Master's Mansion!

Chachai was so angry listening to this group of people spouting one fallacious argument after another that he almost fainted on the spot.

Speed ​​is of the essence in war!

These Chinese people are utterly wicked!

"Alright, alright, stop wasting your breath on him. Hurry up and search him, grab your things, and get out of here!"

Zhang Chulan is a straightforward person, and he immediately issued the order to loot the area.

He quickly squatted down and began groping the unconscious Captain Song En.

Less than five seconds.

"found it!"

Zhang Chulan held up a small sign that was emitting a faint glow, and his eyes lit up.

"Great! First token in hand!"

Zhang Chulan looked at it carefully, then cautiously stuffed it into his inner pocket.

"At this rate, if we can grab just two more tickets, this lousy island summer camp can close early!"

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Chapter 354 Chen Duo: No! I have to go find my master!

Watching the Chinese team's smooth and fluid stealing maneuvers on the big screen.

Feng Xingtong slapped his thigh excitedly, almost jumping off the sofa.

"Brother Chu Lan's teamwork was absolutely brilliant! The Thai team didn't even have a chance to fight back!"

Feng Xingtong's face was flushed, and she turned her head, wanting to share her joy with Zhang Tianyi next to her.

"My God, look..."

Feng Xingtong froze halfway through her sentence.

The large, soft main sofa was empty.