Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 134 The younger brother gets into trouble, and the older sister has to pay the price.

After leaving Mexico, the Chinese national team's next stop was New York, USA.

Upon arriving at the port, you can see the Statue of Liberty standing in the sea from afar.

The sacred blue light intertwines with the dazzling golden light, making the entire statue seem like an ancient Greek goddess descending to earth, looking down upon the masses of people below with a kind and peaceful gaze.

Its magnificent presence inspires awe.

Upon learning that the Chinese National Government team had arrived at Freedom Island, Oruna from the Temple of Freedom came to greet them.

She was still wearing her signature black and gold robes, exuding an aloofness and cold beauty like a Nordic goddess.

Only when her gaze fell on Wang Feng did a slight smile appear on her icy face.

In this country that reveres the strong, a young powerhouse capable of single-handedly destroying the Red Ornament Guild naturally deserves her special attention.

“I’ll take you to the National Pavilion. Strictly speaking, I’m practically a teacher there,” Oluna suggested.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Wang Feng replied politely.

"Of course, please follow me."

Oluna nodded slightly, then turned and led the group toward the Statue of Liberty.

"Something's not right, something's really not right," Zhao Manyan muttered in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Mo Fan asked curiously as he leaned closer.

Zhao Manyan said with certainty, "Based on my years of experience with women, this temple mage is the aloof type, and she's definitely not the type to smile!"

He glanced at Oluna's retreating figure. "But look at her attitude towards the captain, it's just like..."

"Like seeing your sweetheart?" Mo Fan replied.

Although the two spoke softly, not a single word was missed and reached the ears of the three female team members behind them.

Mu Ningxue's gaze turned slightly cold, Mu Nujiao pursed her lips, and Jiang Shaoxu narrowed her fox-like eyes, all three gazes fixed on Wang Feng's back.

Wang Feng paused slightly, cursing Zhao Manyan in his mind.

But explaining now would only make things worse, so he simply pretended not to hear and continued walking without looking to the side.

……

Led by Oluna, the group arrived at the U.S. Pavilion inside the Temple of Liberty.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, a sharp-eyed young man walked towards me.

"Sister, is he the one you said single-handedly dealt with those bandits?" The young man looked Wang Feng up and down a few times, then said:

"Not so great, all that delicate skin and tender flesh, what kind of strength could she possibly have?"

"Ferome! Don't be rude!" Oluna glared at him and scolded him.

He then apologized to Wang Feng: "I'm sorry, he is my younger brother, Fromm, who is also a player for the US National Team."

Wang Feng looked at the arrogant young man with great interest: "Your brother is quite interesting."

He couldn't think of a more suitable adjective.

"Actually, I'm just like him; I don't give strangers a friendly look."

Oruna suddenly said something meaningful, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Wang Feng raised an eyebrow; this aloof "Persian cat" seemed to be implying something.

Could it be that Zhao Manyan was right after all?
"Want to grab a drink later?" Wang Feng tentatively invited.

Before Oruna could even speak, Ferome exploded: "Who do you think you are! You dare to invite my sister for a drink?"

Wang Feng looked at the irritable young man with interest, then suddenly realized: "Oluna, your brother isn't a sister-complex guy, is he?"

"Bingo~ You guessed right." Oluna couldn't help but laugh. "He'd love for me to stay single forever so he can continue to take care of me."

Upon hearing this, Fromm's face instantly turned red.

She wanted to jump up and tear Wang Feng's mouth apart.

How dare you slander me as a sister-complex!
There is a way to die!

As for Oruna, she's his dear older sister, so of course he'd forgive her. Just then, Nan Rongni suddenly pointed to a large display board in the center of the venue and exclaimed:

"Huh? What is this?"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the flags of various countries were neatly arranged on the display board, with the date marked next to each flag, and without exception, a bright red cross was drawn at the end.

"Why are there so many crosses when I flip back?" Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses and said incredulously.

Seeing this, Fromm smiled smugly: "Surprised?"

“It’s understandable that other countries are marked with an X, but we’ve only just arrived and the competition hasn’t even started yet. Why are you marking us with an X?” Nan Jue questioned coldly.

Fromm shrugged casually: "The result is the same anyway, so our captain filled it in in advance. What's the big deal?"

"You guys are so arrogant!" Jiang Shaoxu said, her pretty face turning red with anger.

Fromm glanced dismissively at the crowd: "Look at these eliminated countries, many of them are just as strong as you. Do you really think you can be an exception?"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Huaxia National Team were furious, and even the usually calm Mu Ningxue had a cold glint in her eyes.

Wang Feng glanced at Aoluna without showing any emotion and found that she remained calm, clearly accustomed to such arrogance.

Come to think of it, with dozens or even hundreds of consecutive victories, including against many powerful magical nations, they certainly have reason to be arrogant.

Unfortunately, they ran into Wang Feng's Huaxia National Team!
...

Led by Oluna, they made contact with Boblin, the captain of the US Pavilion.

After deciding on a 5v5 team battle, the Chinese team began to discuss their strategies.

"Let me do it! I can't stand those guys' faces anymore!"

"Me too, I'm going to punch that Felom brat in the face!"

"..."

Seeing everyone arguing about who should go on stage, Wang Feng said, "Alright, stop arguing. Mu Nujiao, Jiang Shaoxu, Mo Fan, Ai Jiangtu, and Mu Ningxue, the five of you go up!"

Everyone looked at Wang Feng in surprise upon hearing this.

This lineup is too powerful!

They really aren't leaving the other side any chance of survival.

...

Once both teams were in position on the arena, Fromm glanced around and, noticing that Wang Feng wasn't there, immediately taunted:
"Where's Wang Feng? Could he be scared?"

He originally intended to teach Wang Feng a lesson in the arena and make this guy who dared to mess with his sister back down, but he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't even step onto the field.

"You little punk like you dare to ask our captain to take action?" Mo Fan sneered, retorting without any politeness.

Before the fight even started, the two engaged in a war of words.

Off the court.

Oruna looked at Wang Feng with some confusion: "Aren't you planning to play?"

"Are you sure you want me to do it?" Wang Feng asked with a half-smile. "If I were to make a move, your brother probably wouldn't even have a bone fragment left."

Oruna was taken aback at first, then nodded in agreement: "Indeed. With your strength, you could sweep our entire national team by yourself."

He really wanted to personally teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

But considering that he had already angered several female members of the team by monopolizing the Red Ornament Guild mission, coupled with Ferome's previous reckless remarks.
"Fine, let them vent."

His gaze slowly shifted to the voluptuous 'Persian Cat' Oruna beside him, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

As the saying goes, a sister has to pay for her brother's debts.

Just because he can't fight on stage doesn't mean he can't fight in "other places," right?

He moved closer to Oruna and lowered his voice, saying, "Look, I've given your brother so much face, shouldn't you, as his older sister, make it up to me?"

Oluna felt Wang Feng's burning gaze, and her body involuntarily became hotter.

She subconsciously tucked a strand of blonde hair behind her ear, her voice softer than usual: "So how do you want me to make it up to you?"

(End of this chapter)