Versatile Mage: Are you going to let me play in the National Championship?

Chapter 2 The derailed flame

The next day.

The match between China and England is finally here!

On the Chinese side, those participating in the battle include Guan Yu, Li Kaifeng, Song Yaoguang, Nan Rong Ni, and Zhao Manyan.

This is also a very conservative lineup specially sent by Feng Li in order to preserve his strength, and in his mind, it is impossible to win this game, as long as the loss is not too ugly.

The venue for this competition is set on an open land. The entire battlefield is one kilometer in diameter and half a kilometer in width. It is surrounded by small rocky mountains more than three meters high to block the line of sight.

On the big screen, looking at the list of appearances from China, there was a burst of sighs in the audience.

"What? I've never seen this Song shake before. Is he a substitute?"

"I don't know. I guess the Chinese side just gave up."

"Then the gap is too big, right?"

Listening to these sarcastic words, Ai Jiangtu and others in the audience were also very helpless.

Mo Fan, who was sitting on the seat, was holding his chin and looking at Song Yaoguang, who was about to enter, as if he was thinking about something.

I remember that in Mo Fan's impression, this Song Yaoguang seemed to be a thunder mage like him, but he acted extremely low-key and was not showy at ordinary times.

And along the way, Song Yaoguang has completed basically all the tasks assigned by the instructor quite satisfactorily. I don't know how far his performance can reach this time. Thinking of this, Mo Fan actually had a trace of expectation in his mind.

Soon the game became so popular that it made headlines!

Obviously it is also because the Chinese side upset the German team, which was the favorite to win the championship, and this time they met the British team, which is also the favorite to win the championship. How can people not look forward to such a strong matchup?

"Hey, Yaoguang, just do your best. If it doesn't work, don't push too hard. After all, the difference in strength lies here."

Off the court, even Feng Li, who had always been serious, rarely showed a caring expression.

He patted Song Yaoguang's shoulder, his tone extremely helpless.

"Okay, thank you instructor for the warning."

Song Yaoguang nodded, took a deep breath, and joined several other team members to prepare.

Although Song Yaoguang was very confident along the way, he still pretended to lose.

Guanyu next to him had his hands intertwined with a rebellious look on his face.

Looking at the uneasy Song Yaoguang, Guan Yu sneered.

"You'd better listen to my instructions later, so you don't die without knowing how!"

Song Yaoguang ignored the words and continued to walk without changing his expression.

But Zhao Manyan on the other side couldn't stand listening.

"Xiao Guanyu, you should worry about yourself. Don't embarrass yourself when the time comes."

Looking at Guanyu, Zhao Manyan's tone was extremely contemptuous and provocative. Naturally, he, Zhao Manyan, would not be used to such a fool who bullies others.

"you"

Hearing this, Guan Yu's face turned green with anger.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. After the competition, you can tear it apart as much as you want. I wonder if the Speaker is still watching from above?"

Li Kaifeng in the distance directly interrupted their conversation. After all, there would be a competition later, and these people still wanted to quarrel. He was also a little speechless.

Hearing the words of the Grand Speaker, Guan Yu and Zhao Manyan also calmed down. After all, this was a true leadership figure, and naturally they could not lose their grace in front of him.

"Players get ready!"

"ready, go!!"

The five people stood on the slope of the mountain that gradually bordered the battlefield, walking towards the official battlefield.

Along the way, Song Yaoguang kept thinking about what lineup the British side would send.

Because in his memory, this part does not exist. After all, it is a losing game, so it seems to be passed over in one stroke.

If the opponent sends Zerro, the game will become very difficult.

But this was Song Yaoguang's first battle, and he definitely couldn't lose!

Soon, the British team and the Chinese team were teleported into a vast battlefield.

Although Guan Yu and Zhao Manyan had some verbal disputes in front of them, they started to get serious after entering the battlefield.

Guan Yu quickly fled to the top of the hill and looked at the location of the British team members. Song Yaoguang and others were walking through the densely packed hills below.

But Song Yaoguang, who was halfway there, suddenly stopped and looked around warily. Then he subconsciously raised his palm and waved it in the air. A warmth lingered in his palm for a moment.

After feeling the temperature in his palm, Song Yaoguang frowned. The temperature here seemed to have risen, which was not normal.

An ominous feeling suddenly arose in his heart, and then he turned to look at the blond man behind him.

"Zhao Manyan, pay attention to defense at all times."

Hearing these clueless words, Zhao Manyan was startled at first, and then nodded, but he didn't pay attention, thinking it was just a kind reminder from Song Yaoguang.

But before he could continue to struggle, a dense rain of flames suddenly fell from the sky, and every drop of rain seemed to be pregnant with a terrifying high temperature.

In an instant, red light hit everyone's cheeks.

"No, it's high-level fire magic, Sky Flame Funeral!!"

Guan Yu, who was high up, looked at this scene and was dumbfounded.

Zhao Manyan below suddenly realized what Song Yaoguang’s words just meant!

Zhao Manyan saw a golden light appear on his body, and he quickly used his own light method.

The official fish above flew down and hid not far from Zhao Manyan.

The five people gathered around Zhao Manyan almost at the same time.

Soon, a huge golden light shield instantly blocked the falling fire raindrops.

The crackling sound echoed in everyone's ears.

Faced with this high-level method, several people have their own ways to deal with it, but with Zhao Manyan, a powerful defensive mage, their trump cards are naturally sparing whatever they can.

But at this moment, on a hill not far away, a group of people in luxurious clothes were standing. They all had European faces, and they were the British national team.

Looking at the area covered by the flames, the first man with blond hair and blue eyes showed a faint smile.

Next to him, there was a man with his hands raised in the air and his feet on the constellations. He was radiating the power of fire.

Obviously, the rain of fire just now was caused by him.

"Captain Zheluo, do you also want to personally attack these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

Du Lun raised his hands and asked in confusion.

"Haha, whether it's a shrimp, a crab, a general, or a secret assassination, this scene must make them breathless!"

Zerro's tone was extremely cold, and his eyes even had a little chill. After watching the battle between China and Germany, Zerro seemed to have a sense of crisis, and as time went by, this feeling became stronger and stronger. So this time he looked particularly serious when facing the Chinese team.

Looking at the flames falling from the sky, Zhao Manyan was already sweating profusely, and the magic energy was flowing away rapidly.

Nanrong Ni quickly used healing techniques to relieve Zhao Manyan's fatigue.

But the raindrops in the sky seemed to be fixed in position, and they continued to gather towards their area, to be precise, towards their position.

Suddenly, at this moment, some of the flaming raindrops in the sky could actually turn! ?

It even attacked the position of several people in disguise. Seeing this horrifying scene, several people present were dumbfounded.

"What's going on!! Will this flame turn around!?"

Zhao Manyan directly cursed. After all, although Sky Flame Funeral is a high-level magic, it is not a single target output, but an AOE. The damage caused by this will naturally not be too exaggerated.

But right now, the flames from these Sky Flame Funerals are only gathering in one place. If they really hit them, one can imagine the consequences.

Looking at these derailed flames, Song Yaoguang behind him seemed to have thought of something.

"It's a change of order!"

"We've been marked here!!"

Song Yaoguang said to everyone with a cold face, and in his impression, the only one on the British team who knew chaos magic was Zheluo.

Sure enough, the British side has Zerro on the field!

And he seems to be a high-level wind mage, so everything makes sense!

After hearing Song Yaoguang's words, everyone as high-level mages understood instantly.

"It's so cruel. Doesn't this mean it's just marking their forts?"

Guan Yu spat and said angrily.

"Okay, stop complaining, we have to find a way to get out of this bombing zone now!"

Looking at Zhao Manyan who was about to be unable to bear it, Li Kaifeng sounded extremely anxious.

(End of this chapter)