Could You At Least Let Me Feel Like I'm Participating? (Fourth Update)

The moment Jiang Nan poked Gao Xingyu, Gao's whole body went into spasms, and he froze on the spot!

His expression was a sight to behold!

He was absolutely fuming!

He'd finally made it to the end of the match, so why the hell was Jiang Nan still poking him?

Aaaah! You're not human!

(ಥ皿ಥ)

[Resentment Points from Gao Xingyu +1000!]

Jiang Nan, meanwhile, had his hands in his pockets and acted like he hadn't done anything. Whistling, he strolled off...

Whistle~( ′◔ ε ◔`)

When they heard Han Menglu announce the end of the match, everyone still standing in the desert arena was moved to tears!

The only reason they were still standing there was luck, not strength!

It was because Jiang Nan hadn't come over to finish them off...

The fog cleared, and sunlight poured down. At last, the surviving students could see the whole scene!

More than a hundred people lay sprawled across the desert, covered in yellow stuff and foaming at the mouth!

They looked at the "group photo" of more than two hundred people embedded in the marble wall!

The lucky students shuddered!

South God was way too inhuman!

He'd embedded them in the wall?

Had he built a wall of fame?

Did he really have to be so cruel?

Even more despairing was the fact that every single man in the Anti-Jiang Nan Alliance was wearing nothing but his underwear!

That was the only thing Jiang Nan had left them. The Void Black Hole had stripped away everything else!

They'd all been subjected to the Diamond Durian's torment!

And there was Jiang Nan, standing on a dune with his hands in his pockets and a relaxed expression!

He was perfectly clean. Forget injuries—even his skin wasn't so much as scratched...

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