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

Chapter 20 Dark Mark

The referee waiting for the verdict was stunned. He thought that everything would be over after Zheluo lowered his high-level magic.

But now it was indeed over, but it was completely opposite to what he thought.

Zheluo, who was kneeling on the spot, couldn't understand it at all.

He has obviously escaped all the restrictions, but why can't he escape?

It’s not that he can’t accept failure, it’s that he can’t accept this kind of unclear failure!

He didn't even know why he lost. After releasing the high-level method, Zheluo only felt that there seemed to be a surge of darkness around his neck. At first, Zheluo didn't pay attention to it, but as the surging force The power actually resonates with the blades of darkness stuck on the ground!

The dense shadow blades around him seemed to form a prison, locking him tightly!

"It's the mark of darkness!!!"

When and why is this thing happening again! ! !

Zheluo suddenly realized it, but he was still puzzled. He had obviously been careful enough to keep a distance from him, but when did the other party plant the seed?

"when."

Zheluo slowly raised his head, his seaweed-like hair blocking his desperate eyes. He was eager to know an answer.

"The moment Guanyu assassinated you, I had already planted the seed."

Song Yaoguang stopped in front of Zheluo and said expressionlessly.

Zheluo suddenly realized that it turned out that the mark was not planted by him, but by

"China wins!"

The referee made a loud announcement, and the Chinese people in the stadium hugged and celebrated, and they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves!

I don’t know how many times, the Chinese magic team has not achieved such excellent results in the Venice World University Competition. The key is that this time, the Chinese National Team not only defeated the old European team, Germany, but also defeated the United Kingdom. !

On the Chinese seats, the Speaker and others burst into tears of joy.

Mo Fan and the others were even more confused. They didn't expect that Song Yaoguang would actually win the superpower, the British team, on his own!

The entire Venice, even the entire Europe, and the five continents were broadcasting this shocking news. A young mage from the East defeated the British team by himself!

On the Greek seat, Astraea looked at the scene on the court with an expression of disbelief.

Normally speaking, even if such a large dark confinement formation is successfully condensed, it is very difficult to hit it directly.

And facing an extremely flexible mage like Zerro, unless there is a magic similar to a mark as a positioning, the probability of such success will greatly increase.

But Astraea watched almost the whole game. Zerro played very carefully and had no chance to plant a mark on Song Yaoguang.

"interesting."

Looking at the black-robed man in the venue, Asharuya's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

The referee on the field simply treated Song Yaoguang's injury and took him off.

This entire place, corroded by Song Yaoguang's darkness, had become unsightly.

The referee on the side was also shocked. To be able to achieve such an effect, his attainments in black magic may have reached a very terrifying level.

After the game, Song Yaoguang wanted to take a rest, but unexpectedly, the Speaker Shao Zheng insisted on seeing him, so he had no choice but to go.

"Flush light!"

At this time, a gentle and familiar voice suddenly came from the distance.

The referee helped Song Yaoguang to a seat. Just as he was about to sit down, he saw Nan Rong Ni in the distance, running towards this side in a hurry.

I saw that she was wearing a thin white dress, but her proud figure was still looming.

Looking at her worried expression, Song Yaoguang was slightly startled, but a sharp pain suddenly shot through his body.

Under the severe pain, Song Yaoguang's body suddenly leaned forward and was about to fall down. Just as he was about to activate his telekinesis, he was directly pulled into Nanrong Ni's arms.

Song Yaoguang was stunned. He felt a burst of softness and warmth, and his face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

Then he broke free, distanced himself from him, and sat down towards the back.

Seeing Song Yaoguang's reaction, a trace of disappointment flashed across Nanrong Ni's face, but it turned into joy in the blink of an eye.

"Are you okay, Yaoguang?" Nan Rongni, who was still on the spot, said a little nervously. Seeing this, the referee on the side coughed twice in embarrassment and disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Song Yaoguang smiled bitterly and nodded, looking at Nanrong Ni. Song Yaoguang didn't feel anything, but she was indeed a beauty, with a bulging front and a very delicate face.

Song Yaoguang, who was familiar with the plot, could not say he disliked this woman. Although she did not get along well with the protagonist group Mo Fan, at least this woman did not have any hostility towards him.

"Okay, I knew you could win!"

"Ah."

Song Yaoguang responded softly and stood up suddenly.

This scene frightened Nanrong Ni.

"You are still injured!"

Nanrong Ni didn't care whether Song Yaoguang wanted it or not, he grabbed his hand directly and put it on his shoulder.

Song Yaoguang wanted to break free, but found that Nanrong Ni's grip was very tight, which made him immediately embarrassed. After all, others also had good intentions, and he would not be able to activate the magic.

He could only show a sad smile.

But next to Nanrong Ni's ears, a burst of rich laughter came.

I saw a group of middle-aged people in the distance walking towards Song Yaoguang's position.

"Speaker, why are you here in person?"

Song Yaoguang, who was supported, reluctantly walked to Shao Zheng, lowered his head and said hello.

Nan Rong Ni on the side was stunned, and her face instantly turned red with embarrassment, but even so, she still refused to let go.

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. I just have time, so I came here to see you. This time you are looking good for the country and fighting for the country."

Shao Zheng patted Song Yaoguang's shoulder lightly and glanced at Nanrong Ni next to him.

"Hahaha, you two seem to be a good match."

Shao Zheng held his beard and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Nanrong Ni buried his head in embarrassment, but Song Yaoguang on the side did not show any reaction.

Feng Li and others behind him, as well as the people from Demon City Academy, did not speak, but gave Song Yaoguang a thumbs up.

Mo Fan and others also followed.

He also gave Song Yaoguang a friendly smile. Song Yaoguang was not surprised by the change of attitude of these people. After all, this is a world where strength is the only one. Only those who are strong enough can win respect!

"Congressman Shao Zheng, long time no see."

At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing a robe walked elegantly from a distance.

Shao Zheng looked up and was slightly startled when he saw this familiar face.

"It's been a long time."

Shao Zheng, who came back to his senses, responded with a smile.

Song Yaoguang, who was standing next to him, quickly judged from his facial features that this person should be Xizhe, the vice president of the Asian Magic Association!

In the original work, this person seems to have also participated in the award ceremony in Venice.

Pang Lai and others naturally knew who this person was, and they all looked solemn.

After all, it was a meeting between big shots. After Xizhe appeared, the Speaker simply said goodbye to everyone and then went about his own business.

Song Yaoguang, who was still where he was, couldn't help but feel a little nervous, even though these forbidden spell mages looked no different from ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)