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Chapter 170 A Treasure Appears, and the Jealous Fox Jiang

Chapter 170 A Treasure Appears, and the Jealous Fox Jiang (Seeking Votes)
In the stands of the Chinese audience.

"This is outrageous! It turns out these teams had conspired to target China all along!" A young spectator wearing a red baseball cap slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly.

The middle-aged man next to me was so angry that his beard was trembling: "They still have the nerve to denounce Captain Wang Feng? It was clearly this group of people who shamelessly formed cliques first!"

"Exactly!" The girl with the ponytail waved her small national flag indignantly. "Captain Wang Feng is just giving them a taste of their own medicine!"

On the other side of the audience, several young people were excitedly discussing: "Duke Eileen is truly a person of sound values! She remains untainted by the mud!"

"Wow! Lady Eileen is so cool!" A girl wearing cat-ear hair accessories clutched her hands to her heart. "I want to be Lady Eileen's dog!"

Meanwhile, the audience areas in other countries fell into an eerie silence.

The audience members who had been shouting the loudest earlier now wished they could disappear into the ground. Some buried their faces in their coats, some pretended to be engrossed in playing on their phones, and one suddenly "remembered" that he needed to go to the bathroom.

...

Wang Feng took in everything through the eagle's vision, a playful smile curving his lips.

"Eileen, no need to look anymore." He composed himself and chuckled, "Those who were robbed and those who weren't, are all gathered together now."

Apart from a few clever teams who activated their spatial scrolls and escaped when things went wrong, almost all the other participants gathered in that valley.

Eileen withdrew her focus from the eagle, her golden eyes filled with doubt: "They've all gathered together?"

“Hmm,” Wang Feng nodded, his eyes flashing with excitement, “It looks like they’ve found this year’s battlefield treasure.”

In each treasure hunt, the organizers will place a priceless treasure as the grand prize, which is known as the 'Battlefield Treasure'.

"A treasure?!" Eileen's pupils contracted sharply, her golden eyes shining with an astonishing light. "Where is it?"

The guardians of this treasure must be terrifying demons of the highest rank.

For ordinary teams, encountering an opponent of this level would basically result in total annihilation.

Looking at all the participating teams, perhaps only the Chinese team has the confidence to compete alone.

Wang Feng closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed east: "Deep in the mountains over there."

Eileen bit her lower lip, a rare hint of hesitation appearing on her face: "Are we...really going? There are hundreds of people gathered there."

“Go, of course we’ll go.” Wang Feng flashed his white teeth, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. “It’ll save us the trouble of searching for them one by one.”

……

On the other side of the lush mountains, Mo Fan and his group were hidden among the treetops, staring in disbelief at the bustling crowd outside the valley.

"My goodness!" Mo Fan gasped. "Are they preparing to hold a martial arts tournament to select a martial arts leader?"

He was originally preparing to 'conspire for a great cause' with his teammates Jiang Yu and Nan Jue, but he unexpectedly stumbled upon this astonishing scene—more than a dozen National Government teams had gathered here.

Nan Jue closed her eyes and concentrated, her sonic magic spreading like ripples on water: "Deep in the valley, there is a great ape leader and two lesser leaders." She suddenly opened her eyes, "This is very likely the location of the battlefield treasure!"

"Battlefield treasure? What's that?" Mo Fan scratched his head, looking completely bewildered.

Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a sharp light: "To put it simply, it's a priceless treasure worth at least ten figures, the kind you simply can't buy on the market."

"Ten billion?!" Mo Fan's eyes instantly turned bloodshot and red, as if he had seen a mountain of gold.

He counted on his fingers: "Old Wang still owes 300 million, and Pang Lai owes 200 million."

Jiang Shaoxu abruptly interrupted: "Don't drool yet. There are hundreds of people below, and our Huaxia team is on their wanted list."

Mo Fan immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, and said sullenly, "Tsk, where did Old Wang go? If he were here..."

He stared at the throngs of people in the valley, grinding his teeth in frustration, like a little wolfhound that had seen a bone but couldn't reach it.

Outside the valley.

A sonic mage suddenly opened his eyes, his voice trembling slightly: "It's confirmed, three commander-level creatures, one large and two small, all apes."

"How much range can you move around in?" Captain America immediately asked.

The sonic mage swallowed hard: "About... two football fields."

The expressions of all fifteen team captains simultaneously turned grim.

Such a small space simply cannot accommodate more than a hundred people fighting at the same time.

What's more troublesome is that ape-like demons are among the most agile of all demons, and can easily dodge magical attacks.

"Too many people will only hinder each other." The French captain scratched his head in frustration. "In this enclosed space, the probability of accidentally injuring teammates is too high."

After a brief but intense discussion, it was finally decided that each team would send one representative to form a 15-person elite squad to enter the core area.

The British team fielded Zhe Luo, the Sakura team fielded Shao He Gu, and the American team surprisingly selected an F-rank female mage named Jesse.
Soon, fifteen of the strongest and most cooperative team members were selected.

Under the complex gazes of the crowd, the elite team slowly entered the valley where the treasures were hidden.

The rest of the team members stayed outside, ostensibly to guard against interference from the Chinese team, but in reality, everyone knew that what they were really guarding against was the elusive Wang Feng!
Before long, deafening roars of monkeys echoed through the valley, and various magical lights shot into the sky. The intense battle fluctuations could be clearly felt even from the outside.

"Are we just going to hand over this treasure to someone else like that?" Mo Fan bit his finger unwillingly.

"Otherwise what?" Jiang Shaoxu rolled her eyes at him. "If you want to go up there and die, we won't stop you."

"The captain is here!" Nan Jue suddenly exclaimed.

"Really? Where?" Mo Fan looked around excitedly, then followed Nan Jue's gaze and looked up at the sky, immediately dumbfounded—

Wang Feng had a pair of pristine wings spread out behind him, and he was holding the noble British Grand Duchess Eileen in his arms.

"Holding a girl in his arms and showing off in front of everyone, Old Wang's act is too outrageous!" Mo Fan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide.

He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Shaoxu beside him and saw that the young lady's face was ashen, her red lips were tightly pursed, and her beautiful eyes were almost spitting fire.

His expression was like ten jars of aged vinegar had been spilled, the sourness almost overflowing.

"Heh, some people certainly know how to play games," Jiang Shaoxu squeezed out through gritted teeth.

...

The moment Wang Feng revealed himself, the sound-based mage on guard suddenly shuddered:
"Wang Feng has appeared! He's even carrying Duke Eileen!"

In an instant, hundreds of sharp gazes shot towards the two people in mid-air like arrows.

The usually composed and elegant Duke Eileen seemed to be frozen in place, a rare hint of panic flashing in her golden eyes.

She suddenly felt her cheeks burning intensely and instinctively buried her burning face in Wang Feng's chest.

An uproar immediately erupted on the ground:

"When did they become so close?!"

"Look! Duke Eileen is blushing!"

Mo Fan watched from a tree in the distance, clicking his tongue in amazement, while silently wishing Wang Feng well...

 It's the last day of April. Anyone who still has tickets to pay, please do so now. They're about to expire!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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