Versatile Mage: Starting with two divine eyes, making decisions for eternity

Chapter 51: Surviving in the cracks, praise of the divine seal?
No buddy, are you serious?!
"Teacher, this is too unfair. The rules have already been set. Now that the training is imminent, you are changing the rules now. Isn't this a bit too much of a joke?!"

Guan Yu stood up and expressed his opinion.

Among the thirteen people, two people were randomly eliminated. It would be fine if the substitutes were eliminated, but what if those two people were regular players?
Feng Li seemed to have anticipated that a team member would say this, and said without changing his expression: "All this is for the team to get a higher ranking.
Luck is also part of strength.”

Feng Li has always been upright, but as the saying goes, rules are dead but people are alive. Every Guofu team is eliminated in the first round or reaches the round of 16!

He finally saw hope in Xiao Ying, so naturally he should take some measures.

"That's right, if you're scared, just quit the National Team." Mo Fan walked forward carelessly and took out a bill without hesitation.

Anyway, he is a substitute, and a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

“Hehe, Mo Fan is right.” Zhao Manyan followed.

Upon hearing this, no matter how dissatisfied everyone was, they still went forward obediently to draw lots.

Finally it was Guan Yu's turn. He walked forward and looked at Xiao Ying, "We all smoked, why didn't he smoke?"

"Come on, anyone in the team can be eliminated except Brother Xiao. If Brother Xiao is eliminated, who will take care of us?

Just relying on your scraps that haven't even reached the high level?" Mo Fan said sarcastically.

No matter how useless Mo Fan was, he was still a high-level mage who was proficient in both thunder and fire. If the incident in the ancient capital hadn't delayed his chance of voting, there was no way such a small-time player would have gotten a place on the official team.

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Guan Yu didn't say anything more when he saw this. Feeling Feng Li's death gaze, he just shut his mouth obediently.

"The tickets are all in hand. The two people with the smallest numbers can leave now." After Feng Li finished speaking, he turned and left, handing the team over to Xiao Ying.

"I'll give you half an hour. The countdown starts from now. Leave immediately when the time is up." Xiao Ying smiled and took out a bench from the space ring.

Just watched their performance silently.

The World National Government Competition is dispensable to him. He can just take a team there to gild himself and win a championship. The most important thing is the Divine Eye of Time and Space.

As for the Divine Seal and Praise, just take your time.

"Hey, Mo Fan, what's your number?" Zhao Manyan drew the ticket number "321". If nothing unexpected happened, the goddess of luck would still favor him.

“What the hell is that?” Mo Fan looked at the number “3” in his hand in confusion.

Before he could react, a dark shadow flashed over and Guan Yu, who had always been at odds with him, rushed over and tried to snatch the votes from his hand.

No buddy, you want number 3 too?
Mo Fan cursed and used his Shadow Escape to chase after him.

"Rock barrier!"

Zu Jiming stood up and stomped his feet hard. Several rugged rocks immediately forced Mo Fan out.

"Dasha Chun, I didn't provoke you, did I? What the hell do you mean, two against one?" Mo Fan cursed.

"Fool."

Guan Yu looked at Mo Fan as if he were a fool.

“Something’s wrong with Mo Fan!” Zhao Manyan realized the seriousness of the situation and hurried over.

"In fact, the lottery is not important. What is important is who has the vote. Even if your number is small, it doesn't matter. But if you lose the vote, then you will really be eliminated."

Mo Fan was confused by what he heard.

"Grab votes?"

This is the number 3, too?!
Zhao Manyan said as he cast a spell, "It's a game of luck. How did Guanyu know that your number is the smallest? If you want to stay, you need to use your brain and test your flexibility in actual combat."

Drawing lots does require luck, but the subsequent scramble for tickets requires even more luck. After all, no one knows who the two people with the smallest numbers will be.

Luck and strength are both indispensable!

Damn, do you need to use your brain to join the national team?!
Seeing Mo Fan's frustrated expression, Guan Yu was immediately amused and immediately said to the others: "Everyone, I have a suggestion. Fighting and killing will only hurt the harmony. After all, we are all teammates. How about this, we unite and kick out the guy who is holding us back? "

The rules of this game are simple and crude. Two people are eliminated randomly among the thirteen. As long as you unite with the other eleven people to attack those two people, the outcome is self-evident!

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Everyone looked at each other, and no one responded.

There was only half an hour left. Xiao Ying had made it very clear just now. As long as we made sure our number was not the smallest, we could just drag it out for another half an hour.

Moreover, this team has only been assembled for a few days, and no one knows who is strong and who is weak. What if they hit a wall?
After all, this is a fateful moment!
No one would be stupid enough to be the first to stick their head out like this, so naturally no one would pay attention to Guanyu.

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“Lao Zhao, cover me. I’m getting more and more annoyed with these two guys. I’m going to kill them!” Mo Fan rolled up his sleeves, ready to do something big!
"Don't worry." Zhao Manyan said calmly.

Those who can enter the National Team are not weak, and the forces behind them are extraordinary!

Who knows how many cards that guy Guan Yu has in his hand?

If Mo Fan takes the lead and the others follow suit, even if they stay behind, the teams will just be wary of each other.

This is obviously a thankless task.

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Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, half of the time had passed.

However, there have been obvious changes in the positions on the field.

On Mo Fan's side, there are Zhao Manyan, Mu Nujiao, Nan Jue, Jiang Shaoxu, and Ai Jiangtu.

Long before the team was assembled, Mu Nujiao had already interacted with Nan Jue and Jiang Shaoxu, and they naturally stood on Mu Nujiao's side.

As for Ai Jiangtu, it was because of Xiao Ying.

"Well, your votes." Zhao Manyan took out his wooden sign.

"321."

Seeing this, the others also took them out.

Mu Nujiao66.

Nanjue10.

Jiang Shaoxu100.

Ai Jiangtu50.

Mo Fan 03.

"Number 3?" Zhao Manyan almost laughed out loud.

"No, your luck is so bad? You drew such a big number??"

“It’s okay, at least I’m not the youngest. Maybe there are people younger than me.” Mo Fan shrugged and said happily.

Moreover, seeing that Guan Yu was so anxious just now, his vote number might be even lower than his.

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And the other side.

Guan Yu and Zu Jiming huddled together for warmth.

They both compared their votes with each other.

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For a moment, I even wanted to die!
ps: Please read on!! Still three chapters!!
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