Chapter 164 Our Chinese team is best at slapping people in the face

Lingling crossed her arms and glanced at Wang Feng sideways, her little face full of disgust.

She suddenly remembered something and tilted her head to ask, "Hey, doesn't the Huaxia team have a game today? You, the captain, are still here leisurely?"

"Competition?" Wang Feng frowned slightly. "Who is the opponent?"

"The Spanish team!" Lingling rolled her eyes. "You haven't forgotten the schedule, have you?"

"Spain" Wang Feng touched his chin thoughtfully.

He vaguely remembered that there was a naturally talented wizard in the Spanish team, but he couldn't remember his specific abilities at the moment.

"Since there's a competition, let's go and watch it." Wang Feng casually adjusted his collar and reminded her before leaving: "By the way, remember to order something for your sister Xinxia. She'll be hungry when she wakes up."

Lingling's face suddenly flushed slightly as she mumbled softly, "Xinxia, ​​sister?"

When she came to her senses, Wang Feng had disappeared at the door.

Lingling looked at the empty corridor, and for some reason her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

…

When Wang Feng arrived at the Dragon Teeth Arena, the match had already entered its preparation phase. The Chinese and Spanish players were already standing in the center of the arena, but the match had yet to begin.

Ten water mages sent by the Venetian authorities were seen surrounding the edge of the arena. They cast spells at the same time, and surging water was rapidly pouring into the venue.

The originally solid earth-based field was flooded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a vast ocean.

The contestants could only stand on a few protruding rock peaks.

"This is fucking shameless!"

"This is clearly bullying!"

The audience suddenly exploded, and the angry roars of the Chinese audiences rose one after another.

Even ordinary people who don’t understand magic know that Spain is best at water magic. This is clearly naked favoritism!

As soon as Wang Feng reached the players' viewing area, he heard Mo Fan, Jiang Yu, and the others yelling:

"Fuck! Can this be any more shameless?"

"The officials are cheating, don't they have any face left?"

"Damn Venice Organizing Committee!"

"Heh, if you can't stand losing, just say so." An arrogant voice came from the other end of the spectator seats.

Wang Feng looked up and saw a blond and blue-eyed young man with his arms crossed, a look of undisguised sarcasm on his face.

"Who is this person? Why is he here?" Wang Feng asked indifferently.

"The captain is back?" Mo Fan grinned. "This guy is Prince Bampo of Spain, a foul-mouthed fellow."

"You!" Prince Bembo's face darkened. "You're the one who's talking nonsense! Your whole family is talking nonsense!"

Mo Fan shrugged, a provocative smile on his face.

Banbo took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and adjusted his collar with a feigned elegance. He sneered, "It's just a mere 100 million. If you lose, you lose. If you can't afford it, you shouldn't have bet with this prince in the first place!"

"One hundred million?" Wang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mo Fan chuckled dryly and explained, "This guy came over to me before the game and was being sarcastic. I couldn't help myself, so I made a bet with him."

Wang Feng said "Oh" lightly, his eyes swept over Banbo, and his tone was calm: "Denial? We Chinese people always keep our words. However," he raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I hope that in the end, it won't be you who denies it."

——He was not worried at all that the Chinese team would lose.

At this moment, standing on the Dragon Fang Arena were Ai Jiangtu, Mu Ningxue, Jiang Shaoxu, Zhao Manyan, and Nan Rongni!

With Mu Ningxue here, a single shot from the Ice Crystal Bow is enough to freeze the entire area of ​​water and instantly kill the entire Spanish team!

Not to mention, there is Ai Jiangtu in charge!

Prince Banbo felt an inexplicable chill when Wang Feng looked at him, but he quickly regained his arrogance and snorted coldly, "Pretending! I'll see how you cry later!"

…

As the referee announced the start of the game, the entire water arena instantly became boiling.

Mu Ningxue tapped her toes lightly, and a pair of crystal clear wind wings suddenly unfolded behind her.

The pair of wings condensed from pure wind elements reflected a dreamy halo in the sunlight, setting off her graceful figure as if the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens had descended to earth.

Her exquisite and almost perfect face looked even more cool and beautiful under the reflection of the wind wings, like an elf queen from the kingdom of ice and snow.

"Ice Field - Light Wind!"

A cold voice echoed throughout the room. Mu Ningxue folded her hands over her chest, and instantly two realms unfolded simultaneously.

The ice-blue cold air spread wildly with her as the center, while the green wind element formed a small whirlwind around her.

Two completely different magical energies merged perfectly in her, displaying breathtaking control over magic.

At this moment, Nan Rongni's auxiliary magic fell at the right time:

"Holy Nutter - Strengthen!"

A golden beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Mu Ningxue completely.

The enhanced ice magic power surged instantly, and the biting cold swept across the entire arena with overwhelming force.

The audience could even see the water vapor in the air condense into tiny ice crystals in an instant, and the temperature of the entire stadium dropped sharply.

Click, click—

The teeth-grinding sound of freezing continued to ring out.

In just a few seconds, the originally turbulent water arena turned into an icy world.

The waters that the Spanish team had placed high hopes on have now all turned into thick ice.

Countless sharp icicles protruded from the ice surface, flashing a cold light in the sunlight.

The smug expressions on the Spanish players' faces froze in an instant.

They were horrified to find that the water magic they had carefully prepared had become the opponent's most powerful aid.

The entire Dragon Fang Arena has become Mu Ningxue's own kingdom of ice and snow!

…

"Hiss—it's so cold! This ice magic is too terrifying!"

A spectator, wrapped tightly in his coat, gritted his teeth, yet stared intently at the beautiful figure on the stage. "And she's so beautiful, isn't she? Who is she?"

A senior spectator wearing a baseball cap nearby smiled mysteriously. "Her name is Mu Ningxue. I heard..." He lowered his voice, "She's a talented ice mage trained by Captain Wang Gefeng!"

"What?!" A sudden burst of exclamations echoed around them. A young girl's eyes widened. "Such a powerful ice mage was actually trained by Wang Feng? How powerful must Wang Feng be?"

"Tsk, you didn't even watch the opening match, did you?" The cap-wearing spectator scoffed. "That man who defeated the Japanese captain with one finger was Wang Feng!"

Prince Banbo's face became increasingly grim as he listened to the discussions around him.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. "Impossible! This must be cheating! How can it be possible in Venice's water system?"

"Shut up!" Mo Fan impatiently scratched his ear. "If you can't stand losing, just say it. Our Chinese team is the best at giving people a slap in the face."

Meanwhile, on the field, Mu Ningxue had already raised her delicate hand, and the Ice Crystal Bow slowly took shape in her palm.

The temperature of the entire arena dropped sharply again, and thick frost formed on the barrier of the Dragon Fang Arena.

"The game should be over."

(End of this chapter)