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Chapter 160 An Easy First Victory, Mochizuki Chika's 'Revenge'

Shao Hegu's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted, "I admit defeat!"

Before he could finish speaking, the referee, who had been waiting on the sidelines, rushed over like lightning and pulled Shao Hegu away from the danger zone.

Even after landing safely, the face of this Japanese genius remained frozen in shock.

powerful!
So strong that it's breathtaking!

So strong it's despair-inducing!

His most prized and powerful killing move was manipulated by his opponent as if it were child's play.

The opponent clearly did not use any chaos magic, yet easily deflected my magic back!
Moreover, its power is not diminished at all, and is even stronger than before!
Is this what Chinese legend calls "using their own methods against them"?
This made Shao Hegu feel a deep sense of bitterness.

How did such a monster emerge in this year's class?

And they even ran into each other in the very first round!
...

On the field, as Shao Hegu was taken away by the referee, Wang Feng turned his attention to other battles.

It was clear that Ming Busong's shadow-based abilities were completely ineffective against Ai Jiangtu.

His prized ability to hide his shadow was exposed by Ai Jiangtu's powerful mental strength.

In just two rounds, Ming Busong was driven to the brink of defeat and was ultimately eliminated by Ai Jiangtu.

The remaining three members of the Sakura team had already been distracted by the defeats of Shao Hegu and Ming Busong.

When they saw their two strongest opponents fall one after another, their fighting spirit instantly crumbled, and they chose to concede defeat without hesitation.

"Tsk, this is so boring, my Feifei hasn't had enough fun yet!"

Jiang Yu complained, while the Night Rakshasa in his arms expressed the same dissatisfaction with her amber eyes.

Jiang Shaoxu angrily tossed her long hair, "My warm-up is over before it even started!"

Mu Nujiao also sighed; she hadn't had her fill of fun either.

However, she also realized that the other side had no intention of fighting them at all, and only wanted to defend.

"Stop complaining, there are still many matches to come," Wang Feng comforted him.

At this moment, the entire land of China was in an uproar!
Inside the Venice stadium, the Chinese audience erupted in deafening cheers.

The shouts soared to the heavens: "China! Victory is certain!"

In front of the television, countless Chinese people jumped up from their sofas in excitement.

Cheers echoed throughout the streets and alleys.

The Huaxia Magic Forum was instantly flooded with messages:
[Post #9987] "My God! This crushing defeat is giving me goosebumps!"

[Post #9988] "Wang Feng is amazing! That time delay technique was absolutely incredible!"

[Post #9989] "Who says our Chinese team can only defend and counter-attack? This attack has the Sakura team completely bewildered!"

[Post #9990] "The betting has started! The odds for this year's champion have been updated!"

[Post #9991] "Don't leave upstairs! I just bet all my savings!"

[Post #9992] "Hahaha, I'm rich! I bet three months' salary on the Chinese team to win!"

In a university dormitory, a male student suddenly pushed open the window and shouted at the night sky: "China is awesome!"

This immediately drew echoes from the entire dormitory building.

At a roadside food stall, strangers raised their glasses in celebration, the beer foam shimmering joyfully under the lights.

……

After leaving the competition venue, Wang Feng disguised himself and went to the official betting site of Venice.

Even before the match, he placed a bet of 500 million on the Chinese team winning the championship and 300 million on the Chinese team defeating the Sakura team.

It wasn't that he didn't want to place additional bets, but the prize money had reached its limit, and the betting platform was immediately closed.

However, after deducting the principal, Wang Feng still made a net profit of 100 million yuan.

Just as he was about to leave quietly, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him: "Wang Feng!"

Wang Feng paused, turned around, and saw Lingling smiling smugly.

"What are you doing here? You still recognize me?" Wang Feng asked, his face full of surprise. Lingling crossed her arms, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I've known you for so many years, I'd recognize you even if you were ashes! As for coming here," she waved the receipt in her hand, "I'm here to collect my gambling winnings, of course."

Wang Feng frowned: "What if he doesn't learn good things at such a young age and gets addicted to gambling?"

"Pah!" Lingling's eyes widened. "You were the one who suddenly added 300 million before the market closed, weren't you? If it weren't for you, I could have earned an extra 5 million!"

Venice's betting odds use a dynamic system, where the odds change in real time based on the bets placed by both sides.

Wang Feng awkwardly touched his nose.

"How about I treat you to a meal?" Wang Feng asked.

"I want to eat the Michelin three-star platinum tomahawk steak!" Lingling said.

"Okay, no problem, let's go."

……

The night is getting darker.

Wang Feng arrived as promised and saw Wang Yueqianxun standing under the lamppost from afar.

She was dressed in a dark black kimono with an exquisite silver sash tied around her waist.

"You asked me out so late?" Wang Feng stopped in front of her, a faint smile playing on his lips. "You're not planning to settle scores with me privately because of the match during the day, are you?"

Mochizuki Chika slowly raised her head, the moonlight illuminating her delicate face.

The silver earrings swayed gently with her movements, making her skin appear as smooth as cream.

She took a step forward, the hem of her kimono swaying slightly with her steps.

"Shouldn't Qianxun have done that?" she asked softly, her voice tinged with a hint of languor.

The distance between them suddenly shortened, and Wang Feng could clearly smell the faint cherry blossom scent in her hair, mixed with the fresh scent after her bath, which was particularly alluring in the night.

"So you're ready?" Wang Feng's eyes darkened, and his voice deepened.

“Of course~” Mochizuki Chika’s lips curled up slightly as her slender fingers gently parted her collar.

In the dim light, a grayish-brown magic vine could be seen wrapped around her delicate collarbone, the tendrils digging deep into her snow-white skin, leaving a reddish mark around it.

"Looks like you came prepared~" Wang Feng chuckled, his warm hand naturally wrapping around her slender waist.

"Does Wang Fengjun like it?" Wang Yueqian leaned against his chest, her eyes sparkling with a hint of allure.

"Of course~" Wang Feng's fingertips lightly traced her collarbone. "Have you found a good place?"

Mochizuki smiled sweetly, her slender fingers slipping into his palm.

"Come with Qianxun, Wang Fengjun will definitely like it." She took Wang Feng's hand and led him toward a park not far away.

……

姆~
Oh~
kimochii
……

Deep within the flower bed, the branches and leaves rustled softly even without wind.

During the Venice Grand Prix, there were several times more monks patrolling the streets than usual.

"There seems to be some movement over there?" A young mage stopped in his tracks.

The old mage leading the patrol glanced at the calm flowerbed and shook his head, saying, "It's just the night wind. Continue patrolling."

As the footsteps faded into the distance, ripples suddenly appeared in the space above the flower bed.

Wang Feng stepped out of the void, his arm around Mochizuki Chika's waist; the latter's kimono was slightly disheveled.

"Have you given up yet?" Wang Feng asked with a smile, looking at Mochizuki Chika, who was leaning against him and breathing slightly.

“Wang Fengjun’s ‘strength’ is indeed well-deserved.” Mochizuki Chika’s eyes reddened, her voice still soft, “Chika concedes defeat.”

Wang Feng chuckled and leaned close to her ear: "Next time, why not bring a 'sister' to help out?"

Upon hearing this, Mochizuki Chika rolled her eyes.

"Dream on!"

(End of this chapter)