Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 133 is too overpowered, be careful you don't get banned!

Wang Feng glanced indifferently at the bunny girl huddled in the corner, took out a brand-new black trench coat from his spatial artifact, and tossed it lightly, which just covered her naked body.

He stepped out of the cabin without looking back, and behind him came suppressed sobs.

The members of the Crimson Ornament Guild are all ruthless mages who kill without blinking an eye, while ordinary people like her are nothing more than playthings captured by these scum.

...

Wang Feng walked on the deck, his mental energy spreading out like a tide, carefully exploring every inch of the surrounding space.

After confirming that all the mages of the Red Ornament Guild had been dealt with, he was preparing to leave.

Suddenly, on the other side of the port, he sensed three powerful auras.

Those were three high-ranking mages, closely monitoring every move on the cruise ship.

"Is it a fish that slipped through the net, or..." Wang Feng's mind raced, and a silver light emanated from his body. The next second, he disappeared from the spot.

...

At the top of the flagpole on the other side of the harbor, Oluna's slender figure stood quietly.

Her black and gold mage robes fluttered in the night wind, outlining her graceful curves like those of a night elf.

Her golden hair gleamed with a cold silver light under the moonlight, and her azure eyes were fixed on the cruise ship that was gradually tilting in the distance.

"Report! The Asian male target inside the cabin has disappeared! Suspected to be a high-level spatial mage!" came the urgent report from a teammate through the headset.

Just as Oluna's delicate eyebrows furrowed, a strange man's voice came from behind her:
"You're a mage from the Temple of Liberty, aren't you?"

She trembled and turned around abruptly.

What they saw was Wang Feng standing in mid-air, surrounded by silver spatial power, his black trench coat fluttering in the night wind.

"Who are you?" Oluna looked at Wang Feng warily.

Wang Feng's lips curled into a mocking smile: "What? You don't even know who will carry out the task you issued? Or do you only know your own good son?"

Oruna's pupils contracted slightly as her mind quickly flashed through information on national teams from various countries.

The image of the man in front of him quickly overlapped with that of the captain of the Chinese National Team.

"Wang Feng, captain of the Chinese National Team?" Oluna's voice trembled slightly. "How did you get on that cruise ship?"

"Once the mission is complete, we should naturally come out." Wang Feng's tone was very calm.

"You completed the mission? Kaso, he..."

“Dead,” Wang Feng said calmly, “along with his three deputies and sixty-two Crimson-adorned mages. As for Oni and her squad…”

He smiled slightly, "It was all taken care of in Xiangcao Village the day before yesterday."

Oruna's pupils suddenly contracted, and her red lips parted slightly.

Did the Red Ornament Guild perish?
Based on this young man who looks to be no more than twenty years old?
Suddenly, a teammate's urgent call came through the headset: "Oluna? What happened?"

She snapped back to reality, her fingertips unconsciously pressing against her earpiece: "Fao, immediately take men aboard to check and confirm the survival status of the Red Ornament Guild members."

Even as she spoke the last few words, her gaze never left Wang Feng's face.

...

About two minutes later, Fao's shocked voice came through Oruna's earpiece:

"All confirmed dead! Including Kaso, all the red-robed mages were killed in one blow!"

Oruna's fingers unconsciously tightened around the headset. She slowly raised her head, and Wang Feng's figure appeared exceptionally tall and straight in the moonlight.

"You really wiped out the entire Red Ornament Guild all by yourself?" Her voice trembled with disbelief.

Kaso is a notorious high-level mage skilled in earth, wind, and poison magic. He is ruthless and cunning, and even the Temple of Freedom suffered heavy losses at his hands.

And this young man in front of me actually...
"What? Is there a problem?" Wang Feng asked, raising an eyebrow.

Oruna quickly shook her head, a rare, genuine smile appearing on her usually icy face: "No, I represent all the people of the Caribbean who are persecuted by the Red Ornament Guild, and..."

"We extend our sincerest gratitude to our fallen colleagues at the Temple of Liberty!"

……

The following morning, the Huaxia National Government team left Bluestone Town and continued their journey to Mexico.

Mo Fan and the others received a magical communication from the Temple of Liberty as soon as they got up:

[The Red Ornament Guild has been destroyed, mission complete - Huaxia National Government Team]

"See! I told you the captain went solo last night!" Mo Fan shouted.

The group exchanged bewildered glances. They never imagined that their captain could single-handedly annihilate the entire Crimson Ornament Guild.

"They're just a bunch of small fry. What's the point of a three-way alliance? It's a waste of time," Wang Feng said casually.

Upon hearing this, the team members' expressions turned strange.

You should know that the intelligence coming from the Temple of Liberty...

The Crimson Ornament Guild is led by several high-ranking mages, and its leader, Casso, is a formidable figure capable of taking on an entire National Government team single-handedly.

Now that Wang Feng calls them "small fry," doesn't that mean they're...
Zhao Manyan muttered under his breath, "Then those of us who aren't even 'small fry'..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Shaoxu kicked him in the shin.

"You're the only small fry, I'm not!"

……

Two days later, the Chinese national team arrived in Bonza, Mexico.

The group easily won the challenge chapter of the Mexican National Pavilion with overwhelming force.

Subsequently, Feng Li personally brought the [Dark Noble Cloak] and a bounty of 340 million to the camp.

"This is your reward, plus the bounty from the Red Ornament Guild."

Feng Li handed Wang Feng a palm-sized dark cloak and an anonymous international bank card.

"Thank you for personally delivering the package, boss." Wang Feng accepted it with a smile.

Upon hearing this address, Feng Li glared at Wang Feng with annoyance, and then said:

"How did you manage to wipe out the Red Ornament Guild all by yourself?"

"Isn't it just because we're too lazy? It's just an organization of fallen mages with only high-ranking members. Why wait for others to cooperate? It's too much trouble. Wouldn't it be better to finish early and call it a day?" Wang Feng replied nonchalantly.

Feng Li was speechless for a moment, and could only sigh helplessly in the end.

"You'd better be careful. If people find out about your strength, which far exceeds your current level, they might try some underhanded tactics," Feng Li warned.

"Assassination?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued.

If someone actually dares to assassinate him, that would be interesting.

This is a perfect opportunity for Ye Chang to put her skills to use!

"What are you thinking? There are clear rules in the National Team competition. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on a National Team member will be subject to joint sanctions from the Magic Associations of the Five Continents!" Feng Li rolled his eyes at Wang Feng.

"What does that mean? Are there any other underhanded tactics?" Wang Feng pressed.

"Suspended!" Feng Li slowly uttered the two words.

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng's expression stiffened slightly.

Thinking about it carefully, it's actually quite possible!
You should know that some people may lack ability, but they are very skilled at exploiting loopholes in the rules.

Isn't the Egyptian team one of them this year?
What if someone takes advantage of a loophole in the rules and bans him?
"Ahem, I'll be careful," Wang Feng said after a couple of light coughs.

(End of this chapter)