Zhou Huai's mind was a blank.

He felt like a driver whose steering wheel had been snatched away, only able to watch his car speed wildly down a completely unfamiliar road.

Gandalf's mouth was still opening and closing, mechanically reciting dish names in a monotone voice.

...Stewed three fresh delicacies, stewed white mushrooms, stewed pigeon eggs, stir-fried silver threads, stewed eel...

What the Hell kind of profession is this?

A Crosstalk Great Master?

The key is, this ability is too bizarre.

He could actually forcibly control an SS-rank Forbidden Spell Mage, forcing him to perform a solo Crosstalk routine in public.

Zhou Huai could even feel Gandalf's magic power being rapidly drained by an invisible force, used to maintain this bizarre 'performance' state.

"What... what's going on?" Ye Xi whispered to Shen Fuhai, her beautiful eyes full of confusion.

Shen Fuhai's expression was more solemn than ever.

He stared intently at the plump young man waving a fan opposite him, lowering his voice.

"Great Master Gandalf... he seems to be controlled."

Just then, the Geocentric Gravity Field effect imposed on the Demon City team began to slowly dissipate.

The five team members scrambled to their feet, looking disheveled.

They looked at Gandalf, who was still endlessly reciting dish names, a hint of lingering fear flashing in their eyes, quickly replaced by ruthlessness.

A young man wielding two swords said fiercely, "Old Guo! You keep that mage controlled! We'll go take care of the other three!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xi, Shen Fuhai, and Yuan Kai's hearts immediately jumped into their throats.

Without Gandalf, the three of them were no match for Demon City's team.

What's more, the other side had two more people.

However, to their surprise.

The plump young man, referred to as "Old Guo," began to curse loudly.

"Take care of my ass!"

His voice was hoarse, with obvious weakness.

"Quick! Help me up! Let's run!"

The Demon City team members then noticed that the plump young man's face was as white as paper, his brown long gown almost completely soaked with sweat, and he was swaying precariously.

"This guy is a monster! A Prodigy!"

Old Guo panted, his eyes filled with terror.

"It's only been a short while, and my magic power is almost drained!"

"If we don't leave now, once he breaks free from control, none of us will escape!"

At these words, the other four members of Demon City were greatly alarmed.

They didn't dare to delay for a moment; two of them immediately helped the exhausted Old Guo up, and they took off running.

Their speed was faster than a rabbit's.

In a blink of an eye, the five figures disappeared into the other end of the jungle.

At the same time.

Gandalf, who had just recited "red meatballs, white meatballs, fried meatballs, four-joy meatballs," finally stopped.

Zhou Huai felt control of his body return to him.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Immediately, an indescribable embarrassment surged into his heart.

Social death, a major social death scene.

He lightly coughed, sweeping a slightly threatening gaze over the three behind him.

"You guys... didn't see anything just now, right?"

Ye Xi, Shen Fuhai, and Yuan Kai shook their heads like rattles.

"No, no!"

"We didn't see anything!"

"Right, the wind was too strong, and sand got in our eyes."

What Zhou Huai didn't know was that his brilliant 'rapid-fire recitation' had just been broadcast live nationwide.

At this moment, the comment sections of major live-streaming platforms had already gone wild with laughter.

【Hahahaha! I'm cracking up! What kind of divine profession is this? A Crosstalk Great Master?】

【Hard-controlling a Forbidden Spell Mage to recite dish names! This is more painful than killing him! I'm dying of laughter!】

【Demon City is awesome! This profession is too flamboyant! I suggest he join the Deyun Society for further training!】

【Why Demon City? Shouldn't this profession appear in the Tianjin Province team? Tianjin players missed out on a unique skill!】

【I declare that plump young man is my idol this year! So interesting! Even that Mage God who's been crushing everyone took a hit!】

...

As time went on.

More and more provincial teams successfully broke through the outer encirclement.

They began to advance into the inner regions of Triple Island, and the point-grabbing battle officially entered a heated phase.

A team from Central Plains Province was rapidly moving through the jungle.

"Faster! Most of the BOSS-level exotic beasts are in the interior of the island!"

The captain said in a deep voice.

"Instead of killing these ordinary exotic beasts on the periphery, it's better to go directly inside and find BOSSes; points come faster!"

"The number of BOSSes on the island is limited; one killed is one less, we must get ahead of others!"

The team members nodded, their pace quickening a bit.

However, as they were walking.

Not far ahead, the appearance of a figure made them all stop in their tracks.

The person stood under a giant ancient tree, with his back to them, seemingly carving something on the tree trunk.

He also wore a hideous ghost mask on his face.

Liu Feng, the captain of Central Plains Province, frowned.

"What is this guy doing?"

A burly shield warrior in the team grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Who cares what he's doing." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"He's just one person, isn't this points delivered right to our mouths?"

He hoisted his door-like greatshield, eager to try.

"Captain, let's take care of him first!"

Liu Feng thought for a moment, nodded, and made a tactical hand gesture.

The five immediately spread out, forming a crescent-shaped encirclement, silently approaching the masked man.

The fallen leaves underfoot made a faint 'rustling' sound.

A tense atmosphere permeated the air.

Just as they were about to enter attack range.

The masked man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; his carving motion suddenly paused.

He slowly {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} turned around, and from beneath the mask came a chilling, eerie laugh.

"Such good luck."

"So quickly, I've met the first prey delivered to my doorstep."

Liu Feng's heart sank; he knew it was bad.

The opponent's reaction was too fast.

"Attack!"

He roared, taking the lead in launching an attack.

A scorching fireball condensed in his palm, whistling as it smashed towards the masked man.

However, the masked man's figure merely flickered slightly, disappearing from his original spot like a ghost, causing the fireball to miss.

"Boom!"

The fireball hit the trunk of the ancient tree, exploding into a charred mess.

"Where is he?!"

The assassin in the team exclaimed.

Liu Feng's pupils sharply contracted; he saw an afterimage.

"Old Wang! Watch your back!"

His warning, however, was a step too late.

The masked man appeared silently behind the shield warrior.

"Too slow."

A hoarse voice, as if right next to Old Wang's ear, sounded.

He extended a finger, wisps of black Qi swirling around its tip, and lightly tapped the shield warrior's back.

The shield warrior's tall body suddenly stiffened, the expression on his face frozen.

He slowly turned around, facing his teammates.

On his honest face, an incredibly eerie smile appeared.

"Hehehe..."

A grating laugh emanated from his throat.

"Next, it's my turn to catch you."

With that, he actually raised the greatshield in his hand and slammed it fiercely towards the assassin beside him!

"Old Wang! Are you crazy?!"

The assassin cried out, rolling and dodging awkwardly to the side, narrowly avoiding the powerful blow.

This sudden scene completely disrupted the formation of the Central Plains Province team.

Seeing this, Liu Feng's face instantly turned ugly.

"He's controlled!"

"Ignore Old Wang! Deal with that masked man first!"

However, the masked man's figure, like a fluttering butterfly, weaved through the chaotic battlefield, making it impossible to lock onto him.

Black Qi permeated around his body, like a demon crawling out of Hell.

"Next, it's you."

The fire mage only felt a chill by his ear; a black shadow had already swept past his side.

He didn't even clearly see the other's movements.

He only felt a cold hand silently rest on his shoulder.

The mage's body also stiffened.

He mechanically turned around, an eerie smile, identical to Old Wang's, appearing on his face.

He raised his staff, pointing it at Liu Feng.

"Captain, try my Fireball spell."

Dozens of fireballs condensed out of thin air, raining down on Liu Feng.

"What's going on?"

"What exactly is going on?!"

Liu Feng, the remaining assassin, and an archer quickly hid behind a thick tree.

Fireballs crashed into the tree trunk, sending wood chips flying.

"Old Wang! Little Li! Wake up!"

The archer frantically called out his teammates' names, trying to awaken them.

But it was futile.

The two of them were now expressionless, always wearing that eerie smile, and began to launch indiscriminate attacks on their surroundings.

Greatshields swept, fireballs flew wildly.

The entire forest instantly turned into a mess.

Liu Feng looked at the chaotic scene, his heart sinking to the bottom.

"This masked man is too bizarre!"

"Let's retreat first!"

The assassin's face was full of struggle.

"Captain! What about Old Wang and Little Li?"

"We can't leave them behind!"

Liu Feng gritted his teeth, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Can't worry about that much!"

"If we stay, we'll only be wiped out!"

However, the next second.

That hoarse and playful voice, like a Talismanic Incantation of death, sounded from above their heads.

"Can you escape?"

The three's faces changed dramatically; they sharply looked up.

They saw the man wearing the ghost mask, who had unknowningly crouched on a branch above them, looking down at them from above.

Those eyes hidden behind the mask were full of the playful amusement of a cat toying with a mouse.

"Run!"

Liu Feng roared, his body instinctively rolling forward, in an extremely awkward posture, dodging the fatal pounce.

However, the assassin and archer behind him were too slow to dodge.

A black shadow, like lightning, descended from the sky.

The two didn't even have time to let out a scream before they were enveloped in a thick black mist.

When the black mist dissipated.

They also became expressionless, with eerie smiles on their faces, standing silently in place.

Liu Feng scrambled to his feet and looked back at this scene, only feeling a chill rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

The color drained from his face, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Demon... you are a demon..."

He couldn't understand.

How could this year's National Examination be so abnormal?

What the Hell is all this?!

He dared not hesitate any longer, turned and ran, using all his might.

He just wanted to get as far away from this terrifying man as possible.

But he hadn't run many steps.

That hoarse voice, like a Talismanic Incantation of doom, sounded behind him again.

"Game over."

Liu Feng's body suddenly stiffened.

He felt his neck being gently squeezed by a cold hand.

A moment later.

Following closely behind the masked man were five examinees.

They walked in a line, with uniform steps, moving through the jungle.

Each person's face bore the same eerie smile.