At some point, Joshua Jones's attitude towards Tyler Thomas changed from suspicion to passive trust.
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High above, that gigantic hand was still rolling down from the sky.
Endless sand and stones were swept up by the fierce wind, and with its immense power, the ground seemed to be collapsing!
And below the ground was me.
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"Joshua bro, we have to help him now. If anything happens to Tyler, Miss Anderson will never forgive us!" Owen Everhart anxiously said.
Joshua Jones still held Owen back and shook his head, "Wait a bit more."
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"Buzz!"
Finally, that giant hand ruthlessly slammed down!
A huge palm print instantly appeared on the ground!
"It's over," Andrew Campbell said indifferently, with his hands crossed behind his back.
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The scene was silent, and everyone held their breath, looking in Tyler's direction.
"It seems like he's really dead."
"Being able to hold on for so long in front of a Grandmaster is already quite impressive."
