Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 165 Break his legs and throw him out!
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"Pinor! Are you fucking done yet?!" The Spanish team captain roared as he turned around, his voice filled with obvious panic.

"Horse, immediately!" Pinor's face turned pale, veins bulged on his forehead, and bloodshot eyes appeared on the whites of his eyes.

As Spain's hidden trump card, his innate talent allows him to compress his magical energy to an extreme degree, unleashing power beyond his own limits in a water-based environment.

It can even forcefully unleash the [Pseudo-Cataclysmic Water Roar] with power approaching that of a super-class level, despite its high-level physique!
"If this drags on any longer, we're all doomed!" female team member Peris screamed, her defensive magic already on the verge of collapse under Mu Ningxue's storm of ice blades.

"Stop rushing me! I'm getting into the mood! Now's the time!"
Pinor suddenly widened his eyes, and a pale blue magical light burst forth from his pupils.

The ancestral sapphire pendant on his chest suddenly shone with a dazzling white light, resonating violently with the surging magic beneath his feet.

"Cataclysmic flood!!"

With his hoarse roar, the entire arena trembled violently!
“Crack—boom!!!”

The ice layer, several meters thick, suddenly burst open with countless cracks, and dozens of giant water columns, each more than five meters in diameter, shot into the sky.

Towering waves piled up one after another, forming a tsunami hundreds of meters high that hung in mid-air, even blocking out the sunlight.

"Super-level magic?! How is that possible?!" The man in the baseball cap suddenly jumped up from his seat.

The entire audience erupted in excitement. Knowledgeable spectators, athletes from various countries, and even the VIPs stared wide-eyed.

"Holy crap! There's someone even more freakish than Old Wang? A super-level mage? That's bullshit!" Mo Fan's mouth dropped open as he stared incredulously at the surging waves in the arena.

"Hehe, now you know how powerful Spain is, right?" Prince Banpo raised his chin smugly.

“That’s not a super-level mage, it’s his talent,” Wang Feng suddenly said.

Seeing this, he finally remembered the short man's innate talent.

However, the talent of enhancing magical power by utilizing the environment is also present in [Water-based Disaster].

Only the strongest effect of similar talents will be applied, so it's not worth the effort for him to copy them.

"Talent? A high-level player can unleash super-level magic?" The team members all looked at Wang Feng.

“Most likely, he has an extremely strong innate affinity for water elements,” Wang Feng said, his gaze sweeping over the faintly glowing pendant on Pinor’s chest. “With the aid of this magic energy storage artifact, he can barely unleash fifty percent of the power of the Cataclysmic Tsunami.”

"Hmph! Even fifty percent is enough to crush you!" Prince Banbo's face was ashen, but he still stubbornly maintained his arrogance.

"Is that all you've got?" Wang Feng sneered.

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Ningxue had already made her move.

The crystal-clear longbow gleamed with a chilling light in her hands, and countless ice crystals rapidly condensed in the air.

First comes the sharp arrowhead, then the long, straight shaft, and finally the perfectly formed tail.

An ice crystal arrow materialized out of thin air between her slender fingers.

Her silver hair cascaded down to her slender waist, partially concealing her graceful curves.

"Whoosh-"

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, her long silver hair suddenly flew up.

The arrow drew a straight, cold line through the air.

Wherever it passed, a blizzard suddenly arose, and ice crystals formed a dazzling band of light on the arrow's tail.

"boom!"

The moment the ice arrow pierced the giant wave, its cold light suddenly exploded.

The surging waves froze instantly, and the giant waves, still in their surging form, were frozen into ice.

The frost spread rapidly from the arrow's center, freezing water droplets and waves wherever it passed, transforming the entire body of water into a crystal-clear ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.

Before the Spanish players could even process their horrified expressions, they were frozen in time along with the barrier, their rolling eyes proving they were still alive.

"Spain team completely defeated - China wins!"

As soon as the referee announced his verdict, the entire arena erupted in cheers that nearly lifted the roof off.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Prince Banbo staggered backward, gripping the railing tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white.

"Hehe, thank you so much, Prince Banbo, for your generosity!"

Mo Fan grinned and deliberately waved the betting agreement in his hand.

Banbo's face turned deathly pale.

Although he is a prince of Spain, the loss of 100 million euros is enough to make him look bad at the royal meeting.

At the VIP table.

A glint flashed in the eyes of Pang Lai, the chief court mage: "What's this girl's name?"

"Reporting to Chief, her name is Mu Ningxue," Feng Li replied respectfully.

"Mu Ningxue?" Pang Lai stroked his beard thoughtfully. "Is she the one Wang Feng attacked the Mu family for?"

Feng Li's lips twitched, and he reluctantly nodded.

"Hehe, thank goodness Wang Feng is here." Pang Lai suddenly laughed. "Otherwise, the National Academy would have missed out on a promising talent!"

……

A moment later, the five winners returned to the players' rest area.

Jiang Shaoxu's gaze swept over Prince Banbo, who was still standing on the sidelines, and she pursed her red lips unhappily: "Why is this guy still haunting us here?"

Wang Feng keenly sensed the disgust in her tone and raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Oh? Captain, you're back~" Jiang Shaoxu's face lit up with a bright smile the moment she saw Wang Feng.

She walked gracefully to Wang Feng with a cat-like gait and reached out to take his arm.

“You sly fox, what happened while I was away?” Wang Feng asked.

Jiang Shaoxu pouted her red lips, about to explain, when she saw Prince Banbo suddenly step forward and stop Mu Ningxue, who was about to return to her seat.

He gave a standard gentlemanly bow with feigned elegance: "Miss Ning Xue is indeed worthy of her reputation, managing to defeat my carefully cultivated secret weapon in Spain so easily."

Wang Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the hand on Jiang Shaoxu's waist tightened unconsciously—now he completely understood why Jiang Shaoxu disliked Ban Bo so much.

How dare she flirt with his woman right in front of him!
“Prince Banbo, please address me by my full name,” Mu Ningxue said coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes.

"Why be so formal?" Banbo shamelessly took a step closer. "I lost a hundred million for you!"

"That one hundred million," Wang Feng's voice suddenly rang in Ban Bo's ear, "you can keep it for yourself."

"Really?" Banbo turned around subconsciously, his face still showing surprise.

"Keep it for medical expenses!"

"Crack!"

Two sharp cracks suddenly rang out, and Banbo's legs instantly twisted into bizarre angles.

"what!"

Before he could react, excruciating pain had already swept through his entire body.

"Get out!" Wang Feng's voice was like the whisper of death. "If I see you again, I'll have the Spanish royal family come and collect your body."

"boom--"

Banbo's body flew out of the fighting hall like a cannonball, tracing an arc, and crashed heavily onto the square dozens of meters away.

The Spanish court mages guarding the gate froze, watching helplessly as their prince flew out the door like a tattered sack.

He stood there stunned for a full three seconds before rushing out in a panic to check.

"My 100 million!" Mo Fan wailed.

(End of this chapter)