"The China Team is here!"
Sayid lowered his voice, watching the China Team approach step by step with full concentration.
They had placed the Soul Seed in a conspicuous position, and at this distance, it was already clearly visible.
Sure enough, the China Team's pace quickened considerably.
Jiang Yuan is within range!
Sayid's heart pounded fiercely. He suppressed his excitement, waiting for the entire China Team to enter the curse trap, then immediately began to activate the curse.
Black patterns, symbolizing the curse, climbed from the ground onto the legs of the China Team members.
"The curse has been successfully activated! We only have five minutes, quickly, go!!!" Sayid shouted excitedly.
"Charge!!!!"
The various teams swarmed forward.
To avoid detection, they had maintained a distance of several hundred meters from the curse trap.
By the time they ran in front of the China Team, they saw that Jiang Yuan and the others were all bound in place, the black patterns having already climbed over their entire bodies, restraining them like chains.
"Hahaha, you people from China, you've finally fallen into our hands!"
"Didn't expect it, did you? To lure you over, we used the Soul Seed as bait and set a trap here. Your China Team is finished!"
"Damn Chinese bandits, I want you to give back everything you stole from me!"
"No matter how strong you are, what can you do? With eleven National College Teams united, it's impossible for you to defeat us!"
"Go back to the Far East with the sixteenth place in the competition!"
Seeing everyone continuously mocking the China Team but showing no intention of taking action, Sayid quickly reminded them: "Don't talk too much, our time is very limited. Quickly strip them of their treasures and then kick them out of the competition!"
At his words, Angelo of the Italy Team was the first to jump out: "I'll do it!"
His gaze towards Jiang Yuan was extremely excited, and a faint green wind light suddenly appeared beneath him, moving towards Jiang Yuan at an extremely fast speed.
The others were not idle either, all making their moves against the other members of the China Team.
Everyone was holding back a breath, and the thought of their hard-earned treasures being stolen like that made them furious.
Now, with the opportunity for revenge right before their eyes, they seemed to envision the China Team bruised and battered under their hands.
During these few minutes, the China Team made no movement, maintaining their bound posture.
Seeing this, the Chinese audience, who were watching everything through the eye eagle, grew anxious.
"It's over, it's over. So many National College Teams are targeting our China National Team."
"Sigh, are we only going to get sixteenth place this time?"
"It can only end here. Jiang Yuan has incurred public wrath and fallen into a trap. There's no solution!"
Unlike the Chinese audience, audiences from other countries rejoiced, eager to see the China Team eliminated.
However, they would not see that scene.
The image from the eye eagle changed; members from various countries suddenly became bound, just like the China Team, unmoving.
The only difference was that they had no black patterns on their bodies.
"What's going on? Why can't I move?!" Everyone exclaimed in surprise.
"What's going on, Sayid, did you curse us too?" Angelo looked at Sayid angrily, questioning him.
"You idiot, how could our Egypt Team make such a low-level mistake? We're also trapped!" Sayid retorted.
"Then why can't all of us move?" Angelo struggled, only able to move his eyeballs and mouth.
"How should I know!" Sayid snapped.
"Such a grand welcoming ceremony, it's quite touching." Jiang Yuan's voice came, and everyone looked over in horror.
They saw Jiang Yuan, his body covered in black patterns, actually breaking free from his restraints and walking towards them!
Mo Fan and the others behind him had their eyes wide open.
The restriction of this curse was that not even sound could be emitted, to prevent the extremely rare sound-based mages.
Jiang Yuan forcibly tore the curse off his body and laughed: "Originally, I didn't plan to eliminate you all; I wanted to let you discover treasures everywhere. But now it seems that approach was wrong. I should just eliminate all of you, and then our China Team can slowly search for treasures."
"How are you unaffected by the curse?" Sayid asked in shock.
His curse secret art had never failed before!
"Didn't you say you could control Jiang Yuan for at least five minutes? Sayid, you've ruined us!" Angelo shouted.
"Get lost! If it weren't for you wasting that one or two minutes, the China Team would have been eliminated long ago!"
The more Sayid thought about it, the angrier he got, wanting to shove a mummy's foot into their mouths to make them understand what 'thousand-year jade feet' meant!
They could have finished quickly, but they insisted on wasting one or two minutes.
He had already said that time was precious!
As the two of them argued, the other teams also started blaming each other, completely forgetting that Jiang Yuan was still nearby.
Jiang Yuan maintained his control, using this time to turn and release Mo Fan and the others from the curse.
"Wow, I was suffocating!" Mo Fan took a deep breath, finally able to speak.
"Captain, how did you manage to remove this curse?" Ai Jiangtu asked.
It was his first time seeing a curse removal method like tearing it off by hand.
What kind of secret art was it?
"I'll teach you later," Jiang Yuan said.
After speaking, he looked at the National College Teams still arguing loudly.
If they weren't controlled, they would probably be strangling each other on the spot.
"Stop arguing, stop arguing! Are you still going to argue in this situation?!!!" Karenna of the France Team interjected. She was the only one who hadn't joined the shouting match.
"You guys still want to ambush us? Did you capsize in a ditch? A bunch of idiots!" Mo Fan said smugly, immediately drawing the attention of the arguing crowd.
His appearance was too provoking.
"I just love seeing you wanting to beat me but can't, boiling with anger and gnashing your teeth." Mo Fan provocatively wiggled his rear, mocking them.
"If you keep this up, after the competition, many people will probably seek you out for a spar," Jiang Yuan said.
"What's there to be afraid of? Let them come. If one comes, I'll fight one; if two come, I'll fight a pair!" Mo Fan said indifferently.
"No more wasting time. Time is precious in the Treasure Hunt Competition. We still need to find treasures. I wonder where the organizers hid the rare treasure," Jiang Yuan said.
The Treasure Hunt Competition would feature a rare treasure, the most valuable item.
This year's Treasure Hunt Competition, in addition to the current rare treasure, also had the nian stone, a rare treasure from thirty-two years ago.
The current rare treasure was still unknown, and its location was also unknown.
The Three-Eyed Underworld General's little hound was already working very hard and should find it soon.
"OK, I'll eliminate them!"
Saying this, Mo Fan's fist ignited with raging flames, and he directly punched a member of the Italy Team next to him.
A "boom" sound exploded, and flames engulfed the member.
The member felt the deadly danger within the flames and immediately activated a spatial scroll.
Four seconds later, the spatial scroll carried him away from the Treasure Hunt Competition battlefield.
After eliminating one person, Mo Fan chuckled, looked at the others, and raised his hand for another punch.
"Boom!"
Another person was eliminated.
His speed was neither fast nor slow; he just wanted to see the terrified expressions on these people's faces.