Random Treasure Chests in Full-Time Magician

Chapter 161 Opening Match

The next day, the World University Tournament officially began. Representatives from major magic organizations around the world, magic associations of the five continents, magic representatives from various countries, the Parthenon, the Holy Inquisition, the Hunter's Alliance, world-renowned families, and other prestigious and famous figures all gathered in Venice.

And the eyes of the world were on this, watching the members of the national teams from 32 countries take the stage one after another in the live broadcast. Their young faces and energetic state inspired everyone watching on television, letting everyone know that this world belongs to the young.

"First of all, we warmly welcome the representatives from the Five Continents Magic Associations, the Temple of Liberty Mage Order, the Parthenon Organization, the Holy Inquisition, the Hunter's League, and the Imperial Court Magic..."

First, the president of Venice, as the opening ceremony's first speaker, stepped forward and delivered a long and elaborate speech.

After the opening ceremony, it was time for the National Team battles. First, the captains of each National Team went on stage to draw lots to see which two teams would be facing off next.

"Ai Jiangtu, you're the captain, you go."

Feng Li said that usually it is the captains of each national team who draw lots on stage, because they all have persuasive power and leadership ability in their teams.

However, Ai Jiangtu glanced at Bai Feng, because the strongest person in the team was Bai Feng, but Bai Feng was not well-known in China. He might have a lot of fans, but they might not know what he looked like.

Therefore, Ai Jiangtu should still be the one to draw lots, because he is still the leading figure in China.

"What are you looking at me for? You're the captain!"

Bai Feng glanced at Ai Jiangtu, who seemed hesitant, and couldn't understand why he was still hesitating. If his country saw this, they would think that the Chinese National Team was too afraid to go on stage to draw lots!

Ai Jiangtu was taken aback, but didn't say anything. He stood up, straightened his back, and his face was full of the seriousness and solemnity of a soldier!

After the lottery ceremony ended, Ai Jiangtu returned with a strange expression, holding his number plate. Everyone was puzzled, and after understanding the situation, they all looked at each other with odd expressions.

Because their opponent in this opening match is none other than the Japanese nation of Sakura, who are living a comfortable life. The Japanese seem to have gotten a great deal and are excitedly dancing around.

Although their country's ranking had fallen a bit in the previous two years, it shouldn't be considered an easy target.

"Are they... celebrating?"

Jiang Yu looked at the exaggeratedly excited expressions of the members of the National Government from Japan with a strange expression.

"I think... I guess so."

Zhao Manyan also looked puzzled. "Are you guys acting like you've already won before the fight even starts? Aren't you afraid of losing face?"

You've really never seen the mafia before!

"I'll be the first one up there. If they can last even a minute, I'll do a handstand and have diarrhea!!!"

Bai Feng looked at the disdain, contempt, and smug gaze directed at him, his lips twitched violently twice, and he spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"I'm going too! I'm going to beat them to a pulp! Damn it! They're so fucking arrogant!"

Mo Fan spat fiercely, his fingers cracking as he pinched something.

"I just don't understand, where does their confidence come from? It's like they've never beaten us even once!"

Zhao Manyan was puzzled. Hadn't he been tortured enough before?

"Who knows!"

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On the other side, the members of the Sakura National Team, who were still overjoyed to have encountered the Chinese team in the first match, were suddenly interrupted by their mentor, Koike Shoko.

"Are you... familiar with the members of the Nationalist government in China this time?"

"Ms. Shoko Koike! We don't need to know about a national team from China that can't even make the top eight!"

A short, ugly man spoke up dismissively.

"Exactly, exactly! This country that calls itself the descendants of the dragon has long since fallen behind!"

Shoko Koike sighed helplessly. No matter what she said, these people wouldn't care at all. This first embarrassment might be a huge disaster!

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"Alright, quiet down. For the first match, it's Lin Yun'er, Mu Nujiao, Dongfang Lie, Li Kaifeng, and Jiang Yu. The five of you will go up!"

Grand Instructor Feng Li began making tactical arrangements, but before he could finish speaking, the proud and arrogant Mu Tingying interrupted him.

"Mentor, let me go on stage! I promise I'll do my best!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Li's face darkened, because he hated being interrupted.

"You, just wait until your injury is fully healed before you talk about it."

In fact, Mu Tingying and Nan Rongni's injuries had long since healed, but Feng Li used it as an excuse.

Undeterred, Mu Tingying looked at Nan Rongni, hoping she would join in saying some nice things and pleading for them. They had come all this way through hardships, not to be left out in the cold!

But to everyone's surprise, Nan Rongni nodded obediently, pretending to follow the organization's orders, and said:

"I will follow my mentor's instructions completely."

Mu Tingying was so angry that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She could only stomp her foot in frustration and sit back down in her seat.

"Mentor, in the first match, we should fight beautifully! There's no need to deliberately hide our strength. Besides, no matter how much we hide, other countries might have already figured out most of everyone's strength!"

Bai Feng spoke up at this moment, and Feng Li frowned slightly upon hearing it, pondering the reasoning behind Bai Feng's words.

Just as the atmosphere was quiet, a voice, old yet strong, came from the doorway. Everyone turned to look, and saw Pang Lai, dressed in a Forbidden City monk's robe, walk in from outside the door. He was looking at everyone with a kind smile!

"Old Feng! This young friend is right. If we're going to fight, we need to fight well. Look at how some small countries are already trying to provoke us. We must demonstrate our national strength!"

When Jiang Yu saw the old man, he immediately stepped forward, bowed deeply, and greeted him:

"teacher!"

"Chief, what brings you here?"

Feng Li stood up, responded, nodded, and said:

"I understand, Chief. Then Bai Feng, Jiang Shaoxu, Mo Fan, Mu Nujiao, and Zhao Manyan, the five of you go. You must fight hard and fight beautifully, don't disgrace the country!"

"Yes, mission accomplished!"

The five people whose names were called spoke in unison, their powerful voices radiating youthful vigor!

The others looked at the five with envy. After all, this was the opening match, and many people would definitely pay attention. If they played well in this match, everyone in the country would remember them, and their reputation would rise accordingly!

(End of this chapter)