Full-Time Magister: Collect Fragments and Create a Heart Sea Contract

Chapter 178 Opening Ceremony: A Grand Concubine Selection?!
The next day.

People from all over the world gradually began to travel to Venice.

The number of tourists in tiny Venice has tripled, and the boat lanes, bridges, squares, and public transport boats all appear somewhat crowded.

At the Doge's Palace in Venice, 32 magical banners were already flying high in the air.

As the sun rises in the east, a series of colorful magical cannon salutes resound throughout this beautiful city in the bay.

A magnificent and sacred light shone down, falling upon the young and energetic faces of the various teams.

Listening to the soaring Italian magical battle songs, enjoying the envious, admiring, and hopeful gazes of people all over the world.

From this moment on, I will no longer be unknown.

Instead, they could be the dazzling mages who could enter the Parthenon, the Temple of Liberty, the Inquisition, or the Great Cathedral of St. Peter.

Wherever he goes, announcing his name will elicit a sigh of sympathy.

It's worth mentioning that the National Championship is held every four years, and the amount of money in the betting pool is astronomical.

Han Yi was already incredibly cunning. He used his familiarity with the original work to bet on a small target of several hundred billion.

Bet on Kyushu to win the opening match.

Until the quarterfinals, the two biggest dark horses were still the Egyptian team.

The Greek team, and the British team too.

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The opening ceremony quickly came to an end.

They immediately moved on to the tense and exciting lottery draw.

"Han Yi, go draw lots."

Mentor Feng Li turned his head and said to Han Yi.

The captains of all 32 teams stepped forward.

Normally, the team leader is in charge of drawing lots, but I don't know when it started.

But it can also be considered a kind of honor.

After all, the entire draw process was broadcast live, and the captains' faces would be seen by people all over the world.

Han Yi looked relaxed and quickly stepped forward.

Under the referee's watchful eye, he randomly drew a lot, showed it to the referee, and then returned with the drawing card.

"Brother Han, how did it go? Who did you draw?"

Zhao Manyan looked impatient, even more so than King Gigi.

"I don't know what's gotten into you. Do you still want to start as a defensive mage?"

Whether Zu Jiming had taken the wrong medicine or hadn't taken his medicine at all, he was being sarcastic and unpleasant again.

"You coward, have I been too lenient with you? Try uttering another word."

Han Yi discovered that there were a lot of clowns in the magical world; they were everywhere.

Since when did a substitute dare to openly mock a regular player?

"Zu Jiming, you get the hell out of here!"

Seeing that his captain was backing him up, Zhao Manyan secretly praised his good brother and rolled up his sleeves on the spot.

We need to teach Zu Jiming a lesson.

"Alright, this is being broadcast live worldwide. You guys better tone it down."

Feng Li looked helpless and scolded the three of them.

Then Feng Li asked, "Who did you draw?"

"Sakura Team".

Han Yi shrugged and showed the lottery card.

"That's lucky. Let me take care of those little cherry blossoms."

Mo Fan rubbed his hands together, looking somewhat itchy.

Upon hearing this, Feng Li glared at him. He, the grand mentor, hadn't even spoken yet, so why were there so many troublemakers in the team?
Feng Li pondered: "With the strength of the Sakura team..."

"By the way, this is the opening match."

Seeing that no one had grasped the key point, Han Yi offered a reminder.

Upon hearing that it was the opening match, everyone was wide awake.

The opening match is truly a global spectacle; a good performance can make you famous worldwide!

"Mu Ningxue, Jiang Shaoxu, Guan Yu, Nan Jue, Jiang Yu, the five of you will come on stage." After pondering for more than ten seconds, Feng Li finally squeezed out a list of players through gritted teeth.

The other mentors frowned. The Sakura team was not weak, so they were holding back their strength too much.

As the team captain, it's understandable that Han Yi isn't playing to preserve their ace player; vice-captain Ai Jiangtu isn't playing either.
This is a bit too conservative and overconfident, and it's easy to backfire.

"Old Feng, we still need to win this first game."

An aged voice came from behind the rest area, and an old monk with gray hair walked over.

The visitor was none other than Pang Lai, the chief mage of the former palace.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Yu quickly called out "Teacher!"

"There's a lot of public opinion surrounding the first match. Losing would put pressure on you, but winning would boost your confidence!"

Pang Lai looked serious and explained carefully.

"Professor Pang, mentor, why don't you let me go?"

After Pang Lai finished speaking, Han Yi volunteered.

"Nonsense, as the captain, you're not allowed to go up there."

Feng Li glared and bristled, thinking, "How can you start by throwing out your trump card?"

This is the kind of person who loses all their beans in a game of Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).

"A clean and decisive instant kill can make me famous. Besides, I only need two magic-based spells."

Han Yi released a wisp of spatial telekinesis, which was as refined as steel, causing everyone present to widen their eyes.

Such concentrated mental power is unprecedented and unparalleled!

Pang Lai's expression shifted slightly. He had a vague feeling that this spatial element was no less powerful than that of a veteran expert.

"Two magic-based classes, are you sure?"

Feng Li was still somewhat uneasy and pressed for more information.

Han Yi nodded, then added:

"I want to specify my teammates."

"Row."

After glancing at the people from the National Government, Han Yi began to make his selections:
"Mu Nujiao, Mu Ningxue, Jiang Shaoxu, Nan Jue."

The fact that four female team members were selected in one go left Pang Lai and the others with strange expressions. Good grief.
Are you choosing teammates or concubines?

I'd heard long ago that Han Yi had attracted a lot of attention from women; he's probably giving his female confidantes special treatment.

"It has area-of-effect destruction, single-target burst damage, and support crowd control, which is very reasonable."

Han Yi's pupils turned pure silver, and each word carried a heavy spatial pressure, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

The Nationalist government officials nodded vigorously, "You're the boss, you're right!"
After a brief discussion of the competition tactics, the players began to prepare for the match.

Both sides arrived at the temporary arena, completely randomly.
On the Sakura team's side, the five-person lineup is as follows.

The team is led by Captain Shao and Gu, with Ming Busong, who specializes in black magic, as well as Yosuke, a short woman, and a chubby man.

The Kyushu team is quite a sight to behold.

Besides Han Yi, a handsome guy, there are four beauties: Mu Nujiao, Mu Ningxue, Jiang Shaoxu, and Nan Jue.

They were all stunningly beautiful, possessing unparalleled beauty.

Those who know, this is the opening match of the National Championships; those who don't, might think it's a catwalk for models.

"Captain, don't just kill the enemy instantly later, let a few of us sisters show off too."

Jiang Shaoxu spoke in a coquettish, sweet voice.

Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue didn't say anything, but their expressions suggested they thought the same thing.

Nan Jue didn't care; she was only responsible for keeping things under control.

"Okay, I'll create an environment for you guys to deal damage. Once I've had my fill of playing around, I'll end the game."

He was faced with one of his girlfriends, Xiao Mi, Xiao Hu Li, and four stunningly beautiful and dashing women.

Han Yi readily agreed.

My darling wives, if they want to play, then let them play.

During the day, it's Jiao Jiao and her friends' battlefield, but at night, it's dominated by Han Yi.

Just as the four were chatting and laughing, the referee's voice rang out.

Opening match, let's begin!
(End of this chapter)