When we arrived at the waiting area for the Chinese team, everyone had obviously been waiting for a long time.
"Your guy is finally here. I really thought you wanted to run away." Mo Fan came up and punched Shen Ming on the chest.
"Tch, your brother Shen Ming and I have always been a good student who loves cultivation. Of course I practiced hard in the Three-step Pagoda." Shen Ming said with a proud face. It was obvious that he had gained a lot from this training.
With the addition of the three-step tower and the system, it can be said that Shen Ming spent seven days and seven nights without rest, which not only allowed the shadow system that had already reached its bottleneck to successfully break through to a high level, but also allowed this new person to obtain it soon, but for some reason he was able to practice it.
The space system has successfully reached the peak of the intermediate level so quickly.
As for the summoning system, Shen Ming just wanted to say that his summoned beasts are really powerful...
"It's too boring there. Xuexue and I took down a Black Vatican's den, so I'm asking you if you're awesome?" Mo Fan looked at Shen Ming with a Versailles look on his face, deliberately emphasizing the word "Xuexue"
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The Black Church is secondary, and the declaration of sovereignty is serious.
Shen Ming is satisfied with Mo Fan's attitude. Could you please stop blaming me for your personal affairs? It makes me want to be in love with you?
"Oh, really? Then you seem to be a little worse than me. I met..." Shen Ming slowly approached Mo Fan's ear and murmured softly.
Mo Fan, who was still joking at first, suddenly changed his expression, and a violent aura was about to escape. Fortunately, Shen Ming held down the opponent's shoulders in time.
Seeing this situation, several people on the side also noticed something was wrong.
Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao looked at each other. They were the women who knew Mo Fan best. Although this guy was joking on the surface, once he touched something that he shouldn't touch, he would seem to be mad.
It was like going crazy. Apparently Shen Ming's whispers must have touched that level.
However, while Shen Ming was here, they were not worried that Mo Fan would do anything outrageous. After all, if they were both men, Mu Ningxue believed that Mo Fan would pursue Shen Ming. Where is the relationship between them since childhood?
, maybe apart from Mo Jiaxing, Shen Ming was the only one whose speech Mo Fan could listen to.
"Why did that woman come to find you?" Mo Fan said in a low voice. The Black Church is the biggest hatred in Mo Fan's heart, so his anger cannot be reduced.
"Sa Lang's work has always been confusing. To be honest, I want to keep her this time." Shen Ming patted Mo Fan on the shoulder, obviously not planning to continue talking anymore, because Feng Li and Song He
They have already come over.
"Do you still know how to come? You really don't take the country's honor seriously at all. Do you really want to live up to the expectations of the people?" Feng Li came up and crushed him with righteousness.
Faced with such a question, Shen Ming was of course unable to argue. He could only say with a smile: "Isn't this coming? I didn't delay on purpose. I only came out of the three-step tower when it was true."
Feng Li wanted to say something else, but Song He stopped him. Song He gave Feng Li an expression, as if to say: Train him when he meets you, but you can't change your temper if you have a bad temper?
Feng Li also coughed at this, then frowned and said: "Hurry up and get ready to play, this time it's you, Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao.
Don't blame me for making ugly remarks. If we lose...hehe, let's see how I deal with the four of you."
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On the arena, the teams from both sides have already set up their stances.
"Wish ya'll good luck!"
Eileen looked at the four people opposite, speaking fluent Chinese, and her blue eyes revealed confidence and expectation.
Before the fight begins, this woman must make sure she is the calmest, but once the fight begins, she will make sure she is the most confident.
"You are dressed so formally for a fight. Are you here for a ballroom dance?"
Faced with the other party's ridicule, Mo Fan naturally never suffers a loss, and he also retaliates.
"Ha...he has a pretty powerful mouth." Hebron, who crossed his hands on his chest, curled his lips in disdain.
Eberron on the other side turned his eyes to Shen Ming and said provocatively: "I heard that your thunder element is very powerful. I really want to see it."
Shen Ming was a little surprised when he heard what the other party said. He scratched his head and showed a very shy expression: "Am I so famous now? Please give me some advice..."
Seeing Shen Ming acting like this, the eyes of the other three people almost popped out of their heads. Even Mu Ningxue, who always had a serious expression, felt that Shen Ming had taken the wrong medicine? Is he just pretending to be shy?
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"Hmm... do you think there is a chance of winning this battle?" Feng Li frowned. Although he was still relatively confident about his side, the opponent was the British team after all.
Moreover, the four players sent by the British team this time are all high-level, and they are not half-assed like their national team. They are all senior high-level players.
"Winning or losing is not the key, as long as these two little guys Shen Ming and Mo Fan perform well, it will give you an excuse to let them return to the first team, right?"
Besides... I have a feeling that this little guy seems to have become stronger again. It's really exciting..." Songhe's face was full of kindness. Although Shen Ming was not from the Imperial Academy, he still admired such a genius.
of.
The most important thing is that Shen Ming has hardly caused any trouble. His personality is not as blind and arrogant as other geniuses. Such a person will not give others a sense of danger, and it is easier to grow up.
Bai Dongwei was listening to the words of the two people, and he was muttering to himself: You two have taken away the powerful people, what the hell am I doing?
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On the arena, the battle is about to begin!
"Munujiao, control the field!"
Mo Fan shouted loudly that the fist of fire had fallen from the sky. From the beginning, he wanted to completely suppress the opponent and give Mu Nujiao a chance to gain control of the field.
"Strong flames!"
"Water Curtain Tianhua!"
Erin smiled slightly, the blue water barrier directly isolated Shen Ming's flame fist, and then countless water arrows swarmed towards Mo Fan with terrifying penetrating power.
Mo Fan obviously underestimated the opponent's level. He originally thought that he could earn a lot of money by exchanging the opponent's high-order magic for his mid-level magic. Unexpectedly, the opponent's counterattack separated him from the team. Faced with those coming from all directions.
It was impossible for Mo Fan to remain indifferent to the water arrow.
The raging flames swept out, blocking the attack and losing time.
The Chinese team, which had taken the lead in an instant, actually isolated Mo Fan, the main offensive player, on the battlefield in the sky thanks to the subtle manipulation of the opponent.
Mu Nujiao's vines, which were attacked together with Mo Fan, had just emerged from the ground when they were wildly harvested by the wind magic cast by Hebron.
The terrifying wind blade opened countless holes on the ground, forcing Mu Ningxue to use ice magic and summon an ice wall to resist the extremely tearing wind blade.
After just one round of fighting, the strengths and weaknesses of both sides can be seen.
Shen Ming has not made a move tonight, but there are also two people on the other side who have not made a move. In terms of numbers, the British team still has the advantage.
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"The British team is indeed a strong team. They still play with their gentlemanly style. After giving up the initiative, they counterattacked at an extremely fast speed." Feng Li took a deep breath. The current team is not like this.
At the level of the British team, it can even be said that there is a huge difference.
"The British team won't give them a chance. The rhythm of the game has already fallen into their hands. This is much happier than I imagined... Mo Fan was a little careless." Songhe also sighed. In fact, the two sides fought
The difference in power is not that big.
Although Mu Ningxue and Mu Nujiao may be lagging behind in terms of their level, with two strong guys like Mo Fan and Shen Ming, they will not fall behind right from the start.
All I can say is...why the hell doesn't Shen Ming take action?
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The British team that successfully counterattacked naturally would not give Mo Fan any chance to breathe.
Eberron, the thunder mage, turned into an afterimage and drew a purple arc on the ring.
At the same time, Erin continued to use water magic in an attempt to isolate Mo Fan from the entire battle.
As for Shad, who was at the back, a smile appeared on his lips. As the dimensional door was half-opened, the golden light representing the nobility enveloped the arena.
These actions were completed almost in an instant, without any communication between the team members. Even Shen Ming was a little shocked by this terrifying cooperation.
If an ordinary team were to follow this rhythm, they would probably be defeated within a few minutes, or even panic and lose their position.
But the British team underestimated them after all.
"You two deal with that wind magic, leave the rest to me!"
After Shen Ming said this, a deep pit sank into the ground beneath his feet, and his whole person disappeared.
Mu Ningxue reacted immediately. The ice domain expanded rapidly, and ice walls rose up on the stage. When they were shattered by the wind blade, they turned into countless ice fronts to form a dragnet.
Although Mu Nujiao was startled by Shen Ming's sudden disappearance and her reaction was a step slow, she took action quickly.
On Shen Ming's side, Eberron and he staged a movie of Fast and Furious. Both of them maintained high-speed movements, but Eberron used lightning to stimulate his muscles, while Shen Ming relied entirely on physical output.
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"Silent Thunder Death Light!" After all, Eberron couldn't hold it in anymore. Although the method of using lightning to stimulate muscles was easy to use, it was too heavy a load on the body. He couldn't understand what kind of pervert Shen Ming was?
But the pride in his heart will never allow him to fail. Only by defeating the opponent can he prove himself!
"Then come on!"
Shen Ming braked suddenly, leaving a long drag mark on the ring. The purple-black lightning in his hand had been accumulated for a long time. Since the other party wanted to play head-on, he had to let him know how to play with the thunder element.
It's your ancestor!
"Thunderbolt: Hand of Annihilation!"
Purple-black thunder flashed crazily in Shen Ming's eyes, the fifth-level thunderbolt, what is another gain in the three-step tower!
A purple-black thunder hand poked out from the void, and the terrifying sense of oppression caused Eberron's magic to instantly collapse before it could be released!