Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Lin Lan and Hua Junshou talked about many things, from daily life to international events and totems.

The head of the Hua Army was very supportive of the totem issue, encouraging Lin Lan to boldly develop it, and the more totems the better.

"Chief Hua, if I secretly break through to the Super Rank, can I still participate in the World University Competition?"

The cultivation qualification for the Divine Seal Praise is very tempting. With the amplification of lightning element, Lin Lan's lightning element is completely invincible.

Hua Junshou smiled and said, "Didn't you say you would break through quietly and not show your super-level cultivation? You can rest assured. Whether we can achieve good results and obtain more resources internationally this year depends on you and the other national team members."

"Then I'm relieved. Commander Hua, have you eaten yet? I just made a few dishes."

"Let's eat something together then."

……

To be honest, Lin Lan didn't want to go to the National Pavilion, but the procedures still had to be followed. Lin Lan had already informed Mu Ningxue and Mo Fan, asking them to come to the National Pavilion as soon as possible.

After Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue proved their strength at the National Pavilion, they were about to deal with the Drowning Curse. Little Lingling had also been thinking about the Drowning Curse for a long time.

This is a huge order!

The National Pavilion is located on the Huangpu River opposite the Oriental Pearl Tower, and international visitors can immediately see its international flair upon arriving here.

When the three arrived, they found an International Speaker with a strange accent.

"What is this person babbling about..." Mo Fan couldn't understand a word of this strangely accented international language.

"He said the Chinese pavilion was really hard to find, wasting most of his day. The city is very prosperous, but that doesn't mean it's very powerful. As one of the four ancient civilizations, Egypt's witchcraft and magic are absolutely pure and supreme..." Mu Ningxue frowned and translated somewhat angrily.

"Damn, they're incredibly arrogant."

This guy must have come from Egypt to challenge us. He's completely disregarding the national team. Mo Fan just broke through to the high-level of lightning, and he's just looking for someone to step on him!
“My friend, you’ve come from Egypt to challenge us, haven’t you?” Lin Lan said in International English.

“Yes, but what does that have to do with you?” Said said with a contemptuous look.

"Damn, I've never seen anyone so arrogant, coming to challenge alone. What kind of 'goodness' is this? You're just pretending! I'm a student from the National Academy, you believe I can beat you so badly you won't even recognize your own country!!" Mo Fan cursed.

"I don't believe you can beat me so badly that you wouldn't even recognize the country you're in," Said said with a light laugh, shaking his head.

"Okay, you'll walk in later. I'll have your team carry you back to China."

This Egyptian is indeed very arrogant. The Chinese National Team is indeed far behind the National Team, but it's not something that Said can easily underestimate. Mo Fan thinks so, and Lin Lan and Mu Ningxue also feel that this person thinks too highly of them.

……

After the four men identified themselves to a soldier, they entered the National Pavilion.

The National Arena is roughly the size of three football fields put together. The ground features four different terrains: jungle, gravel, wetlands, and grass, which the players can use during battles. The entire National Arena is a celestial hemisphere, a huge celestial hemisphere suspended above the entire arena.

Said was also impressed by the grandeur of the National Pavilion. In Egypt, they might not spend so much money to build such a magical dueling arena, but flashy things don't mean much.

"You wait, you black devil, we'll deal with you after we report for duty." "Just don't cower."

……

"You're all a bunch of idiots! With your strength, you can't even stop superpowers like Russia, the US, and the UK, let alone defeat developing countries in Southeast Asia and Africa!" Bai Dongwei's roar echoed throughout the National Hall, shocking students from other academies who looked at each other in disbelief.

The nine members of the National Academy team turned pale. This hot-tempered instructor had belittled them in front of students from other schools.

"Sign-in stamp"? While it's true that quite a few countries have easily obtained challenge stamps recently, it shouldn't be to the point where they're given away for free, right?
Mu Nujiao's departure has indeed put the National Pavilion in a difficult situation. Lu Yilin is quite strong, a high-level mage at that. However, due to repeated defeats, the National Pavilion team members have received pitifully few resources. It's said that the entire National Palace team is at the high level, while most of them, the guardians, haven't even reached the threshold of high-level. How can they withstand the challenges ahead?

"Instructor Bai, please talk to your superiors and ask them to allocate some resources..." Dongfang Lie said, forcing himself to speak.

"Hmph! Look at your previous record! You even lost so badly to the Thai team!" Bai Dongwei's eyes widened in anger. "The Egyptian team is arriving soon. If you lose again, you won't even be able to keep your position as the guardian of the hall! It's one thing to be inferior in cultivation, but to lose in a battle against someone of the same level is simply shameful!"

Dongfang Lie shrank back. How could he not feel aggrieved? If he had received the nomination back then, his family would have already prepared two or three Star River Pulse attacks for him at the high level. Now, his only Star River Pulse attack failed to advance, and he was relegated to suffering in the National Pavilion.

"Long time no see, Dongfang Lie." Mo Fan greeted Dongfang Lie with a smile.

"Mo Fan! Lin Lan!!" Dongfang Lie couldn't believe his eyes. Mu Nujiao went to the National Team, so why did Lin Lan and Mo Fan come to the National Pavilion? And who is that celestial beauty next to them?

"She is Mu Ningxue!!" Li Yijun was stunned.

Both being in the capital, Li Yijun had met Mu Ningxue before and heard her name more than once or twice. Mu Ningxue's features were too distinctive; upon seeing her, his heart would pound.

Her silver hair cascaded down to her waist and hips, her skin was as white as snow, and most importantly, her stunningly beautiful face made one's heart pound. She almost filled the vague impression in the minds of most men's dream lover.

She has stunning looks, a beautiful figure, and an aura that is cold and unapproachable, untouchable yet incredibly captivating, and extremely alluring and arousing desire to possess!
"Holy crap! Mu Ningxue from the Imperial Capital Academy, the top student in the Ice Academy, Mo Fan from the Pearl Academy's Fire Academy, and Lin Lan from the Thunder Academy!!"

In the audience, the students from Pearl Academy had already stood up excitedly. Students from other academies were stunned into silence.

“I remember now, two players from the National Team have retired, and another one is here to provide guidance and instruction…” Bai Dongwei said.

"Yes, we're here. The Egyptian team is here," Lin Lan said.

"So fast? Where is he?" Bai Dongwei looked around.

Mo Fan pointed to the dark-skinned youth in the arena: "Just him. I'll deal with him later."

Bai Dongwei's face instantly turned a deep liver color, and the veins on his temples bulged.

"Just one person?!" he confirmed through gritted teeth.

Mu Ningxue nodded: "This person is going too far."

"This is outrageous!!" Bai Dongwei's roar shook the glass. "Mo Fan, since you're going to attack, beat him to a pulp!"

(End of this chapter)