Versatile Mage: Demon Mage

Chapter 256: Crush the National Team

Boblin was really direct and started selecting people immediately. Oluna's younger brother, Philom, volunteered himself and took a special look at Wang Teng, as if he would look good on you later.

"You, my brother, seem to want to spar with me." Wang Teng naturally sensed Ferome's provocation and couldn't help but say to Oluna.

"He may not be your opponent." Oluna was skeptical about Ferome, and her words were already very tactful.

In fact, when Wang Teng eliminated Ka Suo, his crisp and quick methods made her unable to fight.

She asked herself if she was in Ka Suo's position. Facing that level of attack, her counterattack would be no different from Ka Suo's.

Oluna's words immediately angered Ferom, and he said: "Even if you eliminate those low-class bandits, I don't think you will be better than me. Don't say meaningless things there, just go straight to the scene. Come, I will let you understand my strength!"

"Haha~ I'm sorry to tell you that although you are full of fighting spirit, I don't intend to play. I don't like fighting with children."

"Because whether you win or lose, it will look boring." Wang Teng spread his hands and smiled indifferently.

"You..." Ferome blushed angrily, pointed at Wang Teng and was speechless. This guy was really clinging to his weakness!
"Do we still want to hide for a while? Is Ai Jiang Tuqi still planning to play?" Mo Fan looked at him.

"But I have to tell you some not-so-good news. The instructor has said that in the future, when playing in the gym, the team's priority will start with those with higher cultivation levels."

Guan Yu hesitated to speak. Zu Jiming, Mu Tingying and Nan Rong Ni were all speechless, and their expressions were indescribably ugly.

Even if he goes on the field to play, if he exerts his full strength, it won't be a big problem to knock down two or three people, let alone Wang Teng?
He had witnessed Wang Teng's power with his own eyes along the way. Killing a commander was as easy as slaughtering a dog, and killing a high-level mage was probably as easy as mowing grass.

"Isn't this more enjoyable?" Mo Fan felt particularly comfortable when he saw this scene. Now he encountered his favorite rhythm, the supremacy of strength.

After a simple arrangement, the players were quickly confirmed. Ai Jiangtu, Jiang Shaoxu, Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, and Zhao Manyan were on the field.

"Of course I will. It's rare to meet a decent opponent. I really feel itchy not to have a fight with them."

"Up!" +3
The three people also understood the meaning. In the future, the rules will become more and more biased towards the front-line personnel. Since the instructor has set the rules, it is better to abide by the rules if there is no need for conflict.

Not to mention the Venice arena, now whether you can even play in the stadium arena depends on the expressions of the people at the top.

He is deeply aware of it, especially the other party's magic combination, which is no longer at the level of a biological father or mother, but is simply the level of a high-level mage's grandfather.

Ai Jiangtu looked at the few people in the team who were still hovering on the edge of high-level with complicated eyes. Speaking of which, they were also the ones who liked playing in the gym the most.

The five people on the opposite side were their captain Boblin, Ferome, a woman with straight golden brown hair, one who was 1.9 meters tall, and another girl in green clothes.

"You are planning to push this lineup directly and violently!" Nan Jue was a little stunned. At the same time, he also realized that if he could not release high-level magic, his status in the team would become lower and lower.

Even if this kind of person reveals all the information, who can target him? If they are not strong enough, they will all be given away food.

"Jiang Shaoxu, Mu Ningxue, and Zhao Manyan, can't you three get up?" Ai Jiangtu glanced at the three of them. Wang Teng didn't need to ask, and Dongfang Lie and Mo Fan couldn't get up even if their positions overlapped.

The strength of this year's team is different from the past, and the combat effectiveness is too extraordinary. Just one Wang Teng can overwhelm a team of people.

The two sides started fighting as soon as they disagreed, without any red tape.

"Okay, let's begin!" Oluna acted as the referee and directly announced the start of the competition.

"I'll give you a bath first!" "Tian Yan Funeral!"

As soon as Mo Fan came on the field, his fighting spirit was already boiling. The strength of his own team was a bit too high. If he didn't show his performance at this moment, there wouldn't be many opportunities.

Jiang Shaoxu immediately prepared himself for psychic shock protection. Sure enough, the other party's interference came at the next moment, but it was of no use.

The power of high-level magic at the soul level is very impressive. Fire rain falls in a short period of time, baking the air until it is scorching hot.

"Damn... defend quickly!" Boblin shouted anxiously. The power of this magic has exceeded the standard, and the soul fire amplification aura is too scary.

Looking at the chaotic national team on the field, Oluna shook her head. She had already anticipated the game. High-level fire magic with soul seeds was indeed difficult to handle.

Not to mention……

"Psychic shock!"

The extremely large range of psychic attacks constantly interfered with their spellcasting, which made matters worse.

Several silver sword marks flew across the chaotic field, and the armor and magic equipment of those who were hit directly exploded and were scrapped.

There are also dozens of ice chains, like poisonous snakes, chasing the fleeing people.

It was just a face-to-face encounter, and he accidentally missed the first move, and was driven away with his head covered.

"So strong!" Jiang Yu looked at the crushing game on the field. With this almost suffocating attack rhythm, as long as he didn't guard against it, he would always be at a disadvantage.

Guan Yu silently clenched his fists for the few people watching the battle below. This kind of firepower covered the attack, and it was crushing in a downwind game.

Compared with his sneak attacks one by one, this kind of battle is more gorgeous and eye-catching, and the assassin seems to be unable to get on the stage.

Zu Jiming's eyes were even more gloomy. He had to admit at this moment that his arrogance had obscured his eyes and he was too far behind.

The combat effectiveness and actual combat effects of high-level magic are simply too outstanding, far beyond what mid-level magic can match.

Mu Tingying's eyes were so jealous that they were about to burst into flames. She looked at the silver figure on the field, spreading magic wantonly. This should be her!
"A boring battle..." Wang Teng commented, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He was finally relieved to see the effect of this high-level magic bombing.

This is the temperament that the national team should have.

"Frozen coffin! Sealed coffin!"

There was a soft drink, and the running Boblin was instantly frozen, turning into a specimen on the spot.

Mu Ningxue stretched out her finger and pointed at Boblin. The effect of the high-level second-level magic sealing the coffin was extremely amazing.

"The game is over~" Nan Jue murmured. Mu Ningxue's magic was released so fast that Boblin didn't react at all, or the scene was too chaotic and he didn't have time to deal with it.

As Oluna announced the end of the game, the National Team successfully received the National Medal, and the arrogant Boblin was shivering with cold.

Even the tough-talking Ferome kept his head down and said nothing. The wind element he was so proud of was of no use in the face of the opponent's magic bombing.

(End of this chapter)