Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 155 Two Defeats in a Row!

"Enough talk, let's get ready to spar," said Boblin, captain of the American Pavilion, impatiently.

He has never liked dawdling and is extremely impatient, especially with people who are not very capable.

“As is tradition, you choose the rules of the competition,” Boblin said casually.

"The competition rules are one-on-one, a ring match," Jiang Yuan said.

"A ring match?"

Fromm was surprised.

When the Nationalist government visits the American Pavilion, they usually choose the 5v5 team competition, which is more advantageous to them.

Teamwork in team competitions can effectively bridge the gap between teams.

The Huaxia National Team's choice of a ring tournament is suicidal.
“Alright, let’s have a duel.” Boblin nodded and turned to the arena cleanly.

Others follow.

"The Chinese National Team is too stupid to choose the arena competition." The American giant laughed heartily, then recommended himself: "Let me go first, Captain, I'll deal with them."

“No, you’re just a punching bag. Are you trying to wear them out?” Boblin said, glancing at him.

The giant chuckled awkwardly and said nothing more.

.........

The match between the Chinese National Team and the American National Team attracted quite a few spectators. All the instructors from the American National Team were present, along with several temple mages from the Temple of Liberty.

"Everyone, now that we've agreed on the order of appearance, we can begin." Plant, who was to act as the referee for this match, slowly stepped onto the field.

The Huaxia National Government team raised their hands to indicate that they had finished discussing the matter.

"OK, ladies and gentlemen, let's begin!" Plant immediately announced the start of the competition.

While the American delegation was still speculating which member of the Chinese National Government team would lead the charge, their smiles grew even more contemptuous when they saw team leader Jiang Yuan step onto the dueling platform.

"Hahaha, the Chinese National Team actually sent their captain onto the stage just to win the game. What a foolish National Team! No wonder they did so poorly last year!" The American giant couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Generally speaking, in order to conceal their strength when challenging the National Hall, strong players are not allowed to participate in the National Hall battle in order to prepare for the National Hall battle.

Even the National Hall team wouldn't easily let their captain play, because the captain has a high chance of being promoted to the National Team, so they also need to hide their strength.

The player who went up on the American side was player Fromm.

"Hey Fromm, let the Chinese National Team know the gap between them and us!!" the American giant shouted toward the dueling ring.

Fromm nodded slightly, then turned to Jiang Yuan: "Use your full strength. If you, as the captain of the Chinese National Team, lose, you might as well just lead the team back home. Understand?"

Jiang Yuan chuckled lightly: "Prepare your defenses."

Ferome narrowed his eyes, just as he was about to connect with the star, the light shone brightly, and a gray-black tentacle exuding an eerie and sinister aura stretched out from under Jiang Yuan's feet.

In the blink of an eye, the tentacle sliced ​​through the air and arrived in front of him.

How can it be so fast?!

"Bang!!!!!"

"what!!!!"

Fromm was slammed to the ground by the powerful force and sent flying off the dueling platform.

The plane landed right in front of the waiting area of ​​the US embassy. They were completely bewildered and it took them a while to come to their senses.

"Fromm, are you some kind of flying demon? You were knocked out before you could even use your magic, you've brought shame to our national academy!!" Boblin shouted angrily, showing no mercy even though one of the temple mages in the audience was Fromm's sister!

"me!"

Fromm tried to get up from the ground, but the burst of pain all over his body made him lie back down.

“Heal his wounds,” Boblin said coldly.
Then, he looked at Jiang Yuan on the stage, his gaze more ruthless than ever before.

"No one understands China better than me. Their tactic is called 'quick victory,' giving the enemy no time to react. You just need to withstand the first wave of attacks, and you can easily win the game!" Plant stepped forward, holding up two index fingers on either side of his body, and said with utmost confidence.

"I'm sorry, Captain, I underestimated him. The captain of the Chinese National Team is too despicable. He attacked before I could even use my magic. Otherwise, I would have definitely shown him the greatness of America!" Fromm, whose injuries had eased slightly, quickly tried to make amends in front of Boblin.

But Boblin delivered another scathing rebuke: "You hopeless idiot! You lost because your casting speed was too slow. Can't you understand such a simple thing, you stupid pig-headed fool?!"

"I told you long ago that your Star Link speed is too slow, and you'll eventually be defeated by a mage with fast casting speed. It seems you idiot didn't heed my words at all. From now on, your Star Link training will be doubled. If you still don't listen, get out of the international guild!!"

After his tirade, Boblin took a deep breath, pointed at the American giant, and said, "In the next round, if you embarrass our national team like Fromm did, then you should submit your resignation to the instructor yourself. Don't make me kick you out!"

"Yes, Captain!" The American giant, sweating profusely, quickly replied.

He rushed to the dueling platform in a panic and said to Jiang Yuan, "I'm not that piece of trash, Fromm. Don't think you can easily defeat me!"

At this moment, Plant had already announced the start, and the battle was about to begin.

The moment the words left his mouth, the giant American's muscles bulged, magical power surged, coating his skin with a grayish-white light, and his entire body was covered with a layer of rock.

It looked as if he had frozen in place.

"Oh? This is your innate talent?"

Jiang Yuan was curious; he had never seen such a natural talent before, and it was quite interesting.

“That’s right, my body is protected by rocks, and my defensive capabilities are comparable to those of a commander-level stone giant. You can’t break through my defenses!” The American giant laughed triumphantly.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan and the others in the audience couldn't help but laugh.

Stone giant?
He's just a clown.

Jiang Yuan had the easiest time dealing with the stone giant!

Mo Fan and his group had assumed that Jiang Yuan would use spatial resonance to break down the American giant's defenses.

Jiang Yuan, however, raised a tentacle of the undead and lashed it forward fiercely!
The tentacles left afterimages in the air before landing heavily on the rocky skin of the American giant.

The next moment, everyone in the American Pavilion stared wide-eyed.

Even the commander-level defenses that they were helpless against were shattered by Jiang Yuan without breaking a sweat!
The American giant also lost consciousness the moment the defense was breached and was once again sent flying back to where Ferome had fallen earlier.

This is no longer a coincidence; it was clearly Jiang Yuan's doing!
Thinking of their previous boastful words, the dancing tentacles of the dead felt like slaps to their faces.

It hurts terribly!
"Looks like Lao Jiang is angry," Mo Fan remarked.

"Oh no, the American Pavilion is doomed," Zhao Manyan said with a laugh.

This scene perfectly matched his imagination.

face?

You can forget about it!
We're going to crush the American Pavilion!

　Damn, the system has blocked the next chapter. Give me a few minutes, I'll revise the content and re-upload it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)