Draw a card? Sorry, I can see through

Castro's athletes were walking high in the air, obviously stepping on the air, with no place to stay.

But all the sand and dust on the ground rose up, cushioning them.

The competition venue seemed to be a completely different world from the audience. The people in the auditorium were excited, cheering and shouting, and it was a lively atmosphere.

On the playing field, there were flying dust and grains of sand everywhere, and the ground became uneven. A strange and huge tree took root in the dust, and there was a man with a sleeping face on the trunk.

There were crying athletes on the branches, while Castro's people stood tall on the dust.

This is simply eye-opening.

"Oh my God, everyone, look, what a scene this is! This is so cool!" The host couldn't help but get excited. This game was also very exciting, far beyond his expectation.

"Cry slowly, Sand Sword." Castro, a master player in the desert field, said with a sneer.

As if hearing his call, the sand and dust gathered directly towards his hand.

The next moment, a long sword made of sand and dust appeared in his hand.

Rather than saying it is a long sword, it is more appropriate to say it is a broadsword.

Because the blade is very wide and long, it looks like an extremely sharp knife rather than a sword.

He raised his sword and stabbed directly at the Belmont players who were still crying on the branches.

It's good to cry, so that they can eliminate the other party directly before the other party can react.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He was obviously high in the sky, but every step he took was actually stepping on sand.

"Tear--" The giant sword slashed directly, and the sound of the air being torn clearly reached the ears of the audience, which was enough to prove how powerful his move was.

But things are not that simple.

"Bump--" A huge crash sounded, and everyone saw that the sword did not directly penetrate the bodies of the Belmont players, but was stopped by the big tree.

Yes, when he swung the sword, the branches of the big tree became soft and very long, blocking his sword very easily.

Castro's people looked ugly, and this big tree was too weird. Why did the other party still retain this hand?

This made them very unhappy, but there was nothing they could do.

And more importantly...the Belmont players who were originally crying had slowly stopped crying.

Their ankles were wrapped with small branches, as if to comfort them.

Slowly, they stopped crying.

"Stop crying! We can't live up to the sacrifice of our captain!" One of the Belmont players wiped away his tears and raised his head with a stern look.

It was these people in front of them who forced their captain to use this move.

Reason told him that this was a competition and there was nothing wrong with the other party doing this, but his emotions didn't think so. He blamed all this on Castro's players.

"Yes... revenge for the captain."

"I want to be strong. The captain definitely doesn't want us to be like this."

"He's taken the first step and it's up to us to do the rest."

The people in Belmont seemed to be comforted by the big tree, and finally stopped crying.

Everyone's eyes were red, staring hard at Castro's man, as if he had determined that he was the murderer of their captain.

The look in these people's eyes made the hearts of Castro's players tremble slightly.

Of course, these trembling players did not include the former Castro player who was a master in the sand field.

"Haha, what are you looking at? Don't forget that this is still in my dusty realm." He said with a sneer.

These people are really naive. He was indeed blocked by this ancient tree just now, but who said that he would definitely not be able to defeat the opponent?

And this is still in his realm of sand and dust. This ancient tree is also rooted in the sand and dust, and he——

It's the king of sand.

"Then let me give you some color to see." He said in a brisk tone. It was obvious that all previous attacks had been defended by the ancient tree, but now he still showed a trace of nonchalance. Why is this?

Does he have other trump cards?

These speculations surprised Yu Youyi. It was indeed the second round of the World Championship. No national team was simple. They must not underestimate their opponents.

Thinking of this, Yu Youyi turned his head and looked at his opponents. Astoria's players were still sitting in their seats, looking at the battle situation in the competition field seriously.

Yu Youyi withdrew his gaze. Based on the serious look on the other side, he could guess that the other side must be a cautious person.

Facing such an opponent, Yu Youyi and the others can only be more careful and not expose too much of their information, otherwise they will be easily taken over by the opponent.

However, no matter what his character, in the face of absolute strength, these are not worth mentioning.

The people in the competition field are still going on, and the host and the audience are very interested in what is going to happen next.

All the attacks were blocked by the ancient tree, but what kind of backup plan did the Castro player have that was still arrogant?

Everyone is curious.

I saw the Castro player stretching out his hand, and a small earth-yellow ball appeared in his hand.

"Corrode all its roots for me, and turn the sand into something mine." He sneered, and then threw the ball to the ground.

That's right, he didn't throw it towards the people in Belmont, nor towards the ancient tree, but he just threw the ball down smoothly.

After the small ball fell into the sand and dust below, it disappeared instantly. It should have merged with the sand and dust.

Soon, the dust surface underneath began to squirm again, and this time the squirming was different from the previous squirming of the tree roots.

Judging from the shape, it looks like a desert creature.

Yu Youyi squinted his eyes, his golden eyes activated instantly, and he saw the things hidden under the sand.

It's an ant!

Swarms of ants quickly swarmed this way, and their target was the roots of this ancient tree.

Long Wu also felt that Yu Youyi used his ability. He smiled provocatively at the Mother Goddess, but did not wait for any response from the Mother Goddess.

After a while, even without a golden eye, one could clearly see that many small black dots suddenly appeared in the dust and crawled towards the ancient tree. The audience was shocked.