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Chapter 1627

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Ibaraki Douji's remnant soul gradually turned into purple smoke and dissipated. His painful wails were filled with unwillingness.

"Little brat, you better remember this …"

As his remnant soul completely dissipated, Ibaraki Douji's extremely weak voice could be heard.

Feng Yixiu's expression was indifferent. He said plainly, "Haha … I'll wait for you to crawl out of hell first …"

Following the dissipation of Ibaraki Boy's remnant soul, the crowd finally recovered from their extreme shock. Suddenly, a thunderous roar broke out.

"The Angry Scales team won! The Angry Scales team really won! "

"Long live the Angry Scales team! The Angry Scales team is invincible! "

"I didn't expect the Angry Scales team to defeat the legendary Ghost King. They're simply too strong …"

… …

Everyone in the Huaxia audience stood up excitedly and cheered passionately.

The Sun Moon team's overseas audience members, who had crossed the ocean, were all dejected. Evidently, they had suffered a huge blow.

Now that the outcome had been determined, the Sun Moon team only had one member left in the arena.

"Hey … why aren't you surrendering now? What are you waiting for?" Han Xiao glanced at Tsukamoto beside him and said plainly.

Tsukamoto glanced at Han Xiao beside him with lifeless eyes. After that, he said helplessly, "The Sun Moon team concedes defeat!"

The chief judge in the sky was stunned for a long time before he slowly raised the microphone in his hand. He used an infectious voice and said loudly, "I now announce that the final winner of the finals is the Angry Scales team!"

"Boom boom boom …"

Colorful fireworks kept exploding in the sky, and countless colorful stripes kept rolling in the air.

Countless drones circled above Feng Yixiu and the others' heads. It seemed like they wanted to capture this memorable moment. The scene was very lively.

Thunderous applause rang out once again. Everyone was cheering passionately for the Angry Scales team.

In the spectator area, Yuan Shen Ya looked at the fireworks falling from the sky in despair. They were clearly still warm, but when they landed on his face, they were even more bone-chilling than snowflakes in the dead of winter.

"How did it turn out like this …" Yuan Shen Ya smiled bitterly.

Originally, this trip to Huaxia was supposed to be a chance for him to make a name for himself, but he didn't expect that he would end up losing all his reputation.

Not only did he fail to obtain the Xuanwu Sacred Pearl, but he also lost two of the Sun Moon Empire's holy items, the Yata no Mirror and the Yasakani no Magatama.

Other than that, the complete dissolution of the ghost god contract was not a small blow to him. He had used up dozens of years of his source spirit for this and only had less than ten years left.

He could even imagine what would happen to him when he returned to the Sun Moon Empire. He would probably be in a very miserable state …

Yuan Shen Ya slowly lifted his grizzled hair with both hands. His entire body seemed to be trembling slightly. The sorrow in his heart was indescribable.

First, he took off the Yata no Kagami from his waist. Then, like a zombie, he walked into the arena after the barrier was lifted. His target was Kanishiro Shizune's corpse.

Feng Yixiu could not help but frown as he looked at Yuanshen Cliff.

Yuan Shen Ya knelt down gently beside Kanishiro Shizune. He looked at her pale face and felt her ice-cold body. The sorrow in his heart was beyond words.

Right now, he was very regretful. If he had listened to Kanishiro Shizune's suggestion, this wouldn't have happened …

However, it was too late now. Yuan Shen Ya slowly picked up Kanishiro Shizune's body. First, he looked coldly at Feng Yixiu. However, he didn't say anything.

Feng Yixiu looked at the expressionless Yuan Shen Ya. He didn't say anything either. Instead, he maintained his silence.

"Yan Chunnai is dead too?" Yuan Shen Ya finally spoke. His voice was a little low.

Feng Yixiu didn't know either. He glanced at The End Of Summer. The End Of Summer nodded gently.

Yuan Shen Ya seemed to have expected all of this. He just wanted to confirm it. He wasn't too surprised.

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