The protective shield that the scholar had barely constructed couldn't withstand the power of the divine spear, collapsing in an instant.

Fortunately, the shield had managed to weaken and deflect the blow slightly.

Instead of piercing the scholar's chest, the spear shaft struck him.

Bang!

The scholar flew backward, the spear tip grazing his chest, causing a wound that burst open, spewing blood. Flowers and mushrooms rapidly sprouted from the wound—plants grown from the spores Li Ang had smeared on the spear.

As blood gushed out and consciousness rapidly faded, the scholar heard the howling wind.

A bitter smile appeared on his lips as he clenched his fist, activating a control skill that only affected teammates.

Whoosh—

Dan Chenzi, caught in the clear wind, and the soil beneath the closed-eye monk's feet flowed like liquid, enveloping them like a shield. This barely blocked Li Ang's Disintegrate spell and the spear's sweep, carrying the two rapidly backward.

The scholar, covered in flowers, his sanity fading, used his remaining consciousness to perform two final acts. First, he tightened the distant sandstorm giant's grip.

Second, he shattered his own qi sea, remotely transferring his remaining spiritual power to his two companions through the skill [Tí Hú Guàn Dǐng] (Enlightenment).

Having done this, the scholar, now entirely covered in flowers, was utterly exhausted, disappearing completely. The green Disintegrate beam passed harmlessly through his fading image.

"..."

Li Ang silently ended the summoning of the Fear Steed. Unfortunately, the Disintegrate spell's cooldown time and projectile speed were still too slow; otherwise, he could have eliminated his opponent directly.

However... if the scholar wasn't dead and teleported back to their home world, he might have brought those messy spores with him...

Li Ang pushed those chaotic thoughts aside and turned to see that the mud barrier surrounding the closed-eye monk and Dan Chenzi had dissolved.

The closed-eye monk, covered in mud, wore a compassionate expression as he chanted Buddhist scriptures faster. Another Arhat illusion descended from the sky, wielding a vajra, smashing the Kapool mech, causing Dawn and the mech to vanish together.

Dan Chenzi, expressionless, clenched his fist, feeling the last of the spiritual power sent by the scholar. He looked up and met Li Ang's gaze.

No words were needed.

Li Ang swung his spear and charged forward.

Dan Chenzi flicked his fingers, and two flying swords shot toward him.

————

In the distance, the rapidly rotating sandstorm giant was desperately absorbing the surrounding soil, further consuming the Juzi.

The Juzi threw various types of explosive bombs into the eye of the sandstorm.

With a "whoosh—" sound,

the bombs were instantly ground into dust as they came into contact with the rapidly rotating sand grains.

Even the fire and shockwaves from the explosions were trapped by the wind eye's suction.

The Juzi broke out in a cold sweat, but the situation allowed no time for further thought. He immediately took out the only item in his backpack that might work—a small, colorful cartoon baseball bat.

[Name: Family-Use Parent-Child Communication Baseball Bat]

[Type: Weapon]

[Quality: Perfect]

[Attack Power: Extremely Low]

[Effect: Strike. When used to hit an object, the object will inevitably hit the target's hand, within the reasonable limits of physical laws.]

[Consumption: None]

[Cooldown Time: 5 minutes]

[Equipment Requirement: Must have children]

[Note: When using the effect, you must actively call out the catching target's nickname and obtain their prior consent.]

[Note: Wyatt, the great arcanist of Sky City, is usually high-ranking, busy with work, and has no time to spend with his family. One day, after reading an article about the negative impact of dysfunctional families in the newspaper, he was determined to change and developed this baseball bat, which is guaranteed to hit the target, so he could win first place in the 33rd Sky City Elementary School Baseball Tournament with his children.]

This relatively lightweight metal baseball bat possessed a certain degree of "guaranteed hit" ability.

As everyone knew, even in the Killing Game, causal items were at the peak of mystique.

From Felix Felicis, which made people feel lucky and everything went smoothly after drinking it,

to the Gáe Bolg, which inevitably hit the enemy's heart, the unerring Gungnir, the What-If Phone Booth that could create the world you desired, and the First-Strike Sword that always allowed you to attack first...

Compared to the items above, the [Family-Use Parent-Child Communication Baseball Bat] had quite a few restrictions that weren't written in the notes.

For example, it couldn't hit objects that were too heavy or too sharp (relative to the bat's material);

the distance it could hit depended on the user's strength, but swinging too hard would directly damage the bat (the bat itself couldn't be enhanced by other equipment or extraordinary powers);

if there was no possibility within the laws of physics, it wouldn't work (such as trying to smash through a steel alloy wall in a room with a ping pong ball, hitting a target behind the wall);

According to Juzi's countless tests and calculations, the causality of this baseball bat was, to be precise, that it allowed the user to subtly adjust the swing angle and power based on internal and external factors, thereby swinging a guaranteed hit.

Just like a miracle goal in a soccer match, as long as there was a theoretical possibility of achieving it, it could be repeated countless times.

The only problem might be the usage restriction of this equipment, which required you to call out the catching target's name and obtain their consent...

As he was about to be swept into the sandstorm vortex, the Juzi scanned the battlefield.

The situation was not optimistic. Dan Chenzi, who had received the last spiritual energy support from the scholar, had greatly increased the lethality of the flying swords he controlled.

After repeated battles, Tai Hao, who hadn't had a chance to rest, looked pale and could only barely defend by controlling the Qi Dragon;

Xing Yun used a Stellar Imprisonment to trap a flying sword in a spherical black star, while she herself ran out of spiritual power and surrendered, withdrawing from the game;

Liu Wu Dai and the mechanical golem she controlled were facing three towering, wrathful Arhat illusions—Liu Wu Dai pulled out a perfect-grade arrow called [Dàng Mó Miè Xié] (Demolish Demons and Extinguish Evil), nocked it, and loosed the bowstring.

The Dàng Mó Miè Xié arrow unleashed a sense of solemn killing intent, colliding with the vajra in the Arhat illusion's hand, destroying both.

The Haokeg CanYang mechanical golem drained the last of its energy, firing a light cannon that incinerated another Arhat illusion.

But facing the pursuit of the last Arhat illusion, Liu Wu Dai, who had run out of arrows and spiritual power, could only choose to withdraw from the competition.

Helpless, the Juzi's face flushed red, revealing a somewhat embarrassed and ashamed expression. In front of the detectors, he shouted loudly, "Zhengzheng, catch the ball~"

"Huh?!"

Bai Haozheng, who was closest to the Juzi, turned his head, his eyes widening instantly.

He saw the Juzi swing the baseball bat and, with a "thud," hit the safe containing Dan Chenzi's sword box.

The safe tumbled through the air and was immediately swept into the rapidly rotating sandstorm vortex.

Instead of being ground into powder, it precisely struck the larger sand grains in the sandstorm vortex at an almost bizarre angle.

Bang!

The safe spun rapidly like a top whipped by a whip, breaking free from the sandstorm vortex's restraints.

It drew an arc in the air and finally flew smoothly into Bai Haozheng's hand.

And the Juzi himself had also successfully retreated, disappearing before the sandstorm giant completely closed in.

That [Family-Use Parent-Child Communication Baseball Bat] was truly designed for baseball games between family members, just like its name suggested. When the hit object finally reached the target's hand, the kinetic energy would automatically be reduced to a level that even a three- or four-year-old could easily catch.

Clang——

The hairpin sword, one of the six flying swords, rapidly approached.

Bai Haozheng held a corner of the safe in his left hand, placing it on the ground, and swung his light-matter longsword in his right hand, creating a spherical barrier that enveloped him.

Ding ding ding ding!

The hairpin sword pierced the spherical barrier hundreds of times in an instant.

The barrier shattered instantly, and Bai Haozheng's face turned pale. He kicked the safe towards Zhan Lu and used his Nen ability, [Xùn Zhàng Shí] (Decay Mist), from his own body, pouring out a large amount of gray, gaseous Nen.

Thud!

Zhan Lu caught the safe flying through the air. He saw Bai Haozheng standing still, eyes hollow, the gray gas surrounding him suddenly extending, tightly entangling the hairpin sword that was trying to escape, corroding and dissolving it bit by bit.

Finally, the hairpin sword dissolved into slag, and Bai Haozheng also disappeared from the spot.

He switched out...

Zhan Lu's breath caught in his throat. Facing the Arhat illusion charging towards him like a mountain, he reached for the hilt of his sword.

However, the next second—

Boom boom boom!

A series of roars that echoed throughout the Lost World resounded overhead.

The earth trembled violently, and the entire ground bounced like a trampoline, launching everyone present into the air.

The astonished crowd looked up and saw the ceiling burst open as massive boulders crashed down.

A huge, blue-black tentacle that stretched for countless kilometers crushed through the ceiling.

Wait,

that wasn't a pipe.

It was... a tentacle.