Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

At a small airport on the outskirts of Oran City, a passenger plane from China successfully landed, and the crowd began to disembark in an orderly manner.

Wang Yi instructed Qi Xiaohao to pack his bags, followed the flow of people out of the cabin, took a deep breath of the slightly chilly air, and then pinched the bridge of his nose hard.

The calmer the journey, the more vigilant we must be.

After everyone disembarked, a large bus was already waiting outside the airport.

From the airport to the league's designated area, it's a two-hour drive that spans almost the entire city of Oran.

These last two hours are also the last chance for the underworld.

Everyone boarded the bus in an orderly fashion. Wang Yi noticed that Ye Mian and Qin Kexian, both extraordinary individuals, were at the front and back of the convoy, respectively, while Zhang Shilin was in the middle of the convoy, riding in the same bus as Wang Yi.

After the convoy had been driving smoothly for half an hour, it suddenly hit a jolt and then began to bounce continuously.

"Damn, are the roads in America this bad?" Qi Xiaohao complained, then opened the car window and looked down.

The once smooth road was now riddled with gullies and potholes in many places, and as the convoy continued its journey, the scenery outside the car windows began to look strange.

The shattered glass curtain wall, the half-collapsed high-rise building, the corner with large patches of dried blood, and the uprooted trees all demonstrate that a human tragedy had recently occurred here.

"Holy crap, what happened here? Was there a war just now?" Qi Xiaohao was completely bewildered. "No, I've only ever heard of the Americans starting wars elsewhere. Now they've finally gotten their comeuppance, with the flames of war burning on their own doorstep?"

"More than two months ago, a spatial rift appeared here, forming a floating bridge passage that lasted for three days, ultimately resulting in more than 18,000 casualties." Jiang Yue, sitting in the front seat, opened his phone, scrolled through local news, glanced at it, and then said:

"The damage to the roads and buildings here must have been caused by the monsters that rushed out."

"No, a mere 18,000?!" Qi Xiaohao was shocked. "So many people died on a mere floating bridge... Our Lanling City also had a spatial rift, but only a few people died."

"Actually, although the casualty figure of nearly 20,000 is high, it is still within a relatively normal range. Just think, how terrifying would it be if tens of thousands of magical beasts suddenly appeared in a densely populated urban area? It would be a natural disaster." Jiang Yue explained, "If this place were not located in the suburbs of Oran City, where the population is not too dense, the casualty figure would have doubled on the spot."

"As for the fact that there were no casualties in Lanling City at the time, you should take a look at who is sitting next to you. If it weren't for him, the casualties in Lanling Square and Lanling Building alone could easily exceed 10,000 in a minute or two. There was no mage like him in Oran City at the time."

"By the time the local mage guild organized its forces, the beast tide had already spread twenty miles. It took more than a month to clear out most of the escaped magical beasts, and the casualties were less than 20,000. I even suspect that they exaggerated the data, after all, the Americans' statistics have a history of being inaccurate."

Qi Xiaohao looked at Wang Yi sitting next to him and suddenly realized, "It seems that Lanling City hasn't erected enough bronze statues for Brother Yi. They should have at least ten more."

Without comparison, the difference is not apparent.

Wang Yi immediately waved his hand and whispered, "Keep it down, keep it down."

"But it's been more than two months, why hasn't the road been repaired yet? I'm getting carsick from all the bumping around." Sitting in the jolting car, Qi Xiaohao's first impression of Amei worsened.

"The United States' post-disaster reconstruction efforts are comparable to those of Japan. Of course, this is also related to the autonomy of each state. The federal government officials are not willing to fund reconstruction. In addition, Florida is not an economically developed state, so it is not very popular. Otherwise, the United States would not have chosen to hold the league here. After all, the presence of thousands of mages is the biggest safety concern."

"Otherwise, considering the recent travel issues for participants from various countries, I estimate that the road might not even be cleared for you. Right now, it's just a bit bumpy, which is fine." Jiang Yue was not surprised at all.

Wang Yi silently gazed at the ruins outside the car window, thinking to himself that this might be a good battleground, because due to the spatial rift, there were hardly any civilians living in this area anymore.

They've either all died out or they've moved.

Of course, there were still some people outside, but judging from their clothes and their rummaging around, they were either homeless people or professional gold prospectors who came to the ruins.

After all, profiting from national disasters isn't exclusive to those guys in power.

Of course, the underworld organization is the one in control; whether to attack or where to attack is their decision.

Moreover, the underworld might prefer to take action in busy urban areas, which would restrict the extraordinary counterattacks of China due to the presence of civilians in the surrounding area.

The convoy continued to stumble along for another five minutes, its speed decreasing even further.

"We've reached the place where the spatial rift appeared." Jiang Yue pulled out a few photos from his phone and showed them to the group: "The spatial rift appeared on the river surface and tore a bridge across the river in half."

As can be seen from the picture, a dark spatial rift appeared in the middle of this steel bridge, which is less than a kilometer long, swallowing up about a hundred meters of the bridge.

At this moment, Qi Xiaohao suddenly said, "Since the spatial rift tears the space between two worlds, doesn't that mean the spatial rift is a wound, a weak point, between the two worlds? What if the space trembles again..."

Jiang Yue nodded, affirming Qi Xiaohao's idea: "That's right. If there is another violent spatial disturbance in a location where a spatial rift has occurred, it is easy for another spatial rift to form. This is also why Lanling City remained on guard for three months after the spatial rift disappeared. A spatial rift at the level of a floating bridge would take at least three months to fully heal itself."

"Hey, this spatial rift appeared two months ago, which means it's still in a dangerous period." Qi Xiaohao chuckled, with a hint of enjoying the drama. "Do you think this spatial rift will tear open again?"

Upon hearing Qi Xiaohao's words, Wang Yi's eyelids twitched suddenly, and a bad premonition arose.

"Don't jinx it." Wang Jiang glanced at Qi Xiaohao sideways.

At this moment, Wang Yi and his group's bus had already driven onto the middle section of the bridge. Because the bridge was a temporary extension, it was not very stable, and the bumpy ride was even stronger.

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if it tears open now, we have two transcendents in our team. No matter how many magical beasts come out, they'll still die," Qi Xiaohao said nonchalantly.

The next moment, the world in front of Wang Yi suddenly collapsed, and the chaotic scene instantly made Wang Yi break out in a cold sweat.

He had experienced this feeling once before.

Passive magical spatial perception!

The spatial rift is coming again!

Moreover, this time the spatial fluctuations are faster, more intense, and stronger!