Rule 1: The cross-time and space inviter needs to set the time, location and number of people before the group members arrive. Rule 4: After crossing the border, just click to cancel the cross-border invitation, and you can wait for ten seconds and then return to the original world.

Rule 5: You cannot return to the native world through the chat group when in combat. The combat status is objectively judged by the chat group. The status will be refreshed after three minutes of being out of combat.

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The above is the rules for new members to join the chat group, which can be viewed by anyone.

In order to retaliate, Bai Ye naturally read through all the rules of the entire group, simulated various possible situations in his mind, and took action only after he was fully prepared.

The most important thing is that the administrator must capture the person alive. It doesn’t matter whether he is tortured or not, but at least the ban must be lifted first.

Otherwise, if the administrator dies and there is no way to produce a new administrator in the group, who will lift Bai Ye’s ban?

In order to achieve this, having equal strength is far from enough. In order to ensure that everything goes well, he carefully decided to send people.

On the surface, it was only a fight between him and the administrator, but in fact it was just the same as the battles between the Six Dings and Six Jias, the Five Directions Jie Di, the Four Valued Officials, and the eighteen guardian deities who were secretly protecting Tang Monk on his journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

Secretly, Ancient One, Magneto, Professor X and others were all paying attention to the situation.

If Bai Ye fails to win and gets embarrassed, they will join forces to give the administrator a righteous beating.

At the same time, in Bai Ye's virtual space, Stark looked at the super-large equivalent hydrogen bomb in the space in astonishment. He didn't know where Bai Ye got it from. Was he going to perish together with the enemy? Of course, it turned out that all of Bai Ye's preparations were useless.

Bai Ye, who had always regarded the administrator as an important imaginary enemy, discovered that this person was too weak. Are you worthy of me keeping you in mind for so long?

“Roar! Roar! Roar!”

At this moment, in the yellow sand inside Afghanistan, it was like thousands of dragons roaring, and tens of millions of tons of sand and gravel rushed into the sky.

Even the sunlight was blocked by the yellow sand, and the environment where the sun was originally shining brightly in the sky became as dark as evening.

As the core of this turmoil, Bai Ye's clothes were all turned into powder, and his arms blasted towards Shen Hong through the air with a terrifying force of tens of thousands of tons.

Every punch can shake up tens of thousands of tons of gravel around him.

Every second, he can throw thousands of straight punches in the most powerful manner.

At the same time, he reached a terrifying physical fitness of 4.8, which allowed him to maintain this full strength state endlessly and without getting tired, and he fought until his physical fitness was improved to 4.9.

At the center of the chaos, Deep Red, whose skin had turned phosphated, looked at the huge sandstorm in disbelief.

The yellow sand all over the sky was like a tornado, covering the sky and the sun and turning the world upside down. At the same time, the air in the center was strangling hard enough to grind iron into powder.

The gravel flying in the wind hit the deep red surface, making a continuous clanging sound like bullets hitting steel plates.

"What kind of monster is this?" Shenhong looked at the human-shaped disaster covered in the yellow sand and was extremely frightened.

But before he could feel sad for long, a white left hand passed through the vortex of yellow sand and grabbed the administrator's crystal-like hair.

"You're already, dead!"

A brief statement disappeared in the wind, and along with the yellow sand in the sky, Crimson's heartbeat also stopped.

Then, in the sandstorm, Bai Ye pulled the deep red hair that looked like steel wire and punched straight into his abdomen with his right fist.

“Boom!”

There was no collision of flesh against flesh, nor any collision of fists against flesh. Under the deep and desperate gaze of Crimson, Bai Ye's right fist stopped steadily in time, one centimeter away from the opponent's abdomen.

In an instant, a terrifying shock wave visible to the naked eye, carrying yellow sand, rushed towards the deep red abdomen.

When kinetic energy is converted into thermal energy, each grain of sand is heated to thousands of degrees Celsius and penetrates the other's scaly skin along with the air shock wave.

"Cough!" In an instant, intense pain surged into his deep red brain, melting his thoughts, and a large mouthful of bright red blood spit out of his mouth.

"Is it still too close?" Bai Ye frowned slightly.

This guy was so weak that he was afraid that he would explode if he hit him too hard.

"Then be gentle." Bai Ye decided in his heart, grabbing the other's head and exerting force with his right hand.

The crushing force made his fingers dig into the deep red flesh, causing cracks in the opponent's skull. Holding his head like this, Bai Ye threw it out with great force and speed.

At that moment, Shenhong screamed in pain, feeling that his neck was about to be torn off.

Then his body flew out like a javelin at supersonic speed. Large pieces of sand hit his skin, peeling off his scales bit by bit, causing him to feel as painful as being cut into pieces.

But halfway through the flight, a slender hand gently pressed against his front, twisting his head and giving him a knee strike.

It was still a stop, but the strong wind pressure still blew the deep red face into pieces.

"This is more terrible than death," Crimson wailed.

His heart was constantly trembling with pain, but his powerful self-healing ability allowed his injured body to continue to heal. Enduring the damage, he just wanted to die quickly.

At this moment... less than five seconds had passed since Bai Ye launched his full-strength attack.

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Half an hour later, Bai Ye walked out of the gradually subsiding sandstorm, holding the administrator who seemed to be mentally ill and looked like a dead dog in his right hand.

'Because of this fucking worry, I wasted 10 days of my time.'

Bai Ye had an unhappy look on his face. He grabbed Crimson's skull, which had lost its scalp, in his hand and dragged his body in the rough sand.

After walking out of the center of the sandstorm, Bai Ye let go of Shenhong, and then snapped his fingers lightly with his right hand.

The next moment, Shen Hong sucked in a breath of cold air, climbed up from the ground and said, "You were really too harsh."

"Is it serious? I just want him to have a taste of the pain I've endured in the past two months." Bai Ye said without comment.

"When my spirit is connected to his, his pain will also be transmitted to me." In Utopia, sitting on the brain wave amplifier, the elderly Professor X said tremblingly.

It was not until then that he realized that Bai Ye's pain was greater than his.

"Hurry up and control his consciousness to lift the ban on my chat group." Bai Ye urged, nodding with a painful crimson face.

Ten seconds later, a mechanical voice rose in his head.

"You have been unbanned from the chat group."

"It's finally over." Bai Ye smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)