As I finished my final sketch, the thunder rune was drawn, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky, smashing straight into the center of the round platform of the venue.

A soldier rushed out of the crowd, shook off the dust, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed his strong arms, and at his wrist, there was a dark and red thunder mark.

"Go!"

Another purple thunderbolt smashed into it from the flanks, and the two thunderbolts faced each other in mid-air......

Chapter 131 of "Fox Says" Your uncle is hitting in his hand, please wait a while,

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