Chapter 105 Wang Feng: I want to beat ten of them! [Please read more!]
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A huge sea of gentian flowers formed by interwoven vines continued to spread, and with a clear shout from Mochizuki Chixun, these bizarre plants covered the entire marble square in front of the West Guard Pavilion in just a few seconds.
However, just as she was about to launch an attack, the vines were suddenly crushed by a tremendous weight!
The vines that were dancing in the air were crushed to the ground by the invisible force of gravity, and the hard marble floor suddenly cracked into spider-web-like cracks.
"Want to fight? Don't be impatient. Once we get to the fighting arena, there will be plenty of time for you to show your skills." Wang Feng's indifferent voice sounded in Wangyue Qianxun's ears.
"You are a mage too?" Mochizuki Qianxun frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"What else? Did we come up here just to see the scenery? It's not us who are rude, but a certain uneducated young lady." Wang Feng glanced at her and said.
Although Mochizuki Chisaki has an exquisite face and a proud figure, her personality is really not commendable.
In Wang Feng's opinion, she, like most women in the Sakura Country, deserves C!
"You!" Upon hearing this, Mochizuki Chixun's anger, which had finally subsided, was ignited again.
At this moment, a vigorous and powerful voice came from behind:
"Chisaki, don't be rude!"
This scolding made Mochizuki Chixun bite her red lips unwillingly, and her slender jade fingers dug deeply into her palms.
The vines on the ground withered quickly and turned into ashes that floated in the air in the blink of an eye.
The tense atmosphere froze in an instant, leaving only the girl's rapid breathing echoing in the courtyard.
Her proud chest rose and fell violently, and the delicate collarbone faintly visible between the necklines of her kimono trembled slightly with her breathing, and the cherry blossom patterns on the fabric seemed to tremble along with it.
"You're already in your twenties, why can't you change your temper?"
A vigorous old man strode over, his silver beard trembling slightly as he spoke in a resonant voice:
"You're kicking people out without even asking their identities?"
"I--"
Just as Mochizuki Chixun was about to explain, the old man raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Nonsense!" The old man glared at her, then put on a kind smile as he turned to face Wang Feng and his group. "My name is Wangyue Mingjian. I'm sure you are all talented people from the Huaxia Palace who have come here to gain experience."
Wang Feng calmly took out his ID badge, but when handing it over, he deliberately turned to Mochizuki Chixun, with a provocative arc on his lips:
"See? That's what hospitality is all about, willful young lady."
Wang Feng's words were like lighting a powder keg.
Mochizuki Chixun's pretty face turned red instantly, and her breathing, which had just calmed down, became rapid again.
“Chisaki!”
She was about to explode, but was stopped by a look from Wangyue Mingjian.
The old man did not take the badge from Wang Feng's hand, but waved his hand and said, "Everyone, please follow me."
"Don't you want to check?" Ai Jiangtu asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid we're imposters?"
"Humph!" Mochizuki Chixun sneered, "Pretending to be a member of the National Government to challenge Shuangshoukaku? How could anyone be so stupid!"
"Confidence is a good thing, but if you are too confident, it is called arrogance." Wang Feng followed behind Mochizuki Mingjian and glanced at Mochizuki Qianxun as he passed by.
Sure enough, he immediately felt the angry gaze of the 'flower girl' on his back.
At this time, another blond man walked out of the door. His flashy hair color was exactly the same as Zhao Manyan's.
"In the entire Sakura Country, there are only a few teams that can compete with our Shuangshou Pavilion. Of course we have this confidence!"
"Whether he is conceited or not, you will know when we compete later!" the blond man added.
Hearing what this show-off man said, the members of the Huaxia National Government team couldn't help but laugh.
A small Sakura National Pavilion team actually dares to brag like this. They really have never been educated!
You know, there are five high-level mages in their team.
Fighting with them is purely a dimensionality reduction attack!
…
Following the footsteps of the famous sword Wangyue, Wang Feng and his party carefully visited the exquisite structure of Xishou Pavilion.
This guardhouse adopts a three-story stepped layout with upper, middle and lower levels.
The lower hall is intricate and complex, with mirror-symmetrical castle houses in the four directions of east, south, west and north, like a carefully designed maze.
Without someone to guide you, you won't be able to tell the direction at all.
Winding up the stone steps between the castle houses, you will arrive at the well-equipped central pavilion - a museum, library, trial field, meditation room, teaching hall, etc., all of which exude a luxurious atmosphere.
The top floor, the upper pavilion, is a military stronghold with a conference hall, a watchtower, a magic tower, etc. Only high-ranking officials of Osaka and the mages guarding the pavilion are qualified to enter.
But the most astounding place was the Central Pavilion. The training facilities here were so complete that it could be called a sanctuary for cultivation that every mage dreamed of.
After a brief tour, everyone came to the side close to the cliff.
Surprisingly, the aerial passage connecting the two guard towers actually extended from the forbidden upper tower - it was not an ordinary corridor, but a shaky suspension bridge!
"Isn't the other side open to the public?" Mo Fan asked, looking at the suspension bridge.
"That's a forbidden area!" the blond man warned immediately.
Mo Fan was very tactful and didn't ask any further questions.
Wang Feng, however, looked deeply at the outline of Dongshou Pavilion.
If my memory serves me right, the Condensed Evil Pearl that helped Mo Fan resist the side effects of demonization several times in the original novel should be hidden there.
But for him, demonization is useless to him, so this thing becomes dispensable.
…
Soon, Mochizuki Mingjian settled all the members of the National Government Team in the lower pavilion.
As the dinner was being prepared, Wang Feng suddenly asked, "I wonder when we can start the National Pavilion Challenge?"
This sudden request startled Wangyue Mingjian and others.
"Competing now? Your people haven't arrived yet, right?" the blond young man asked in surprise.
"Does your country's pavilion stipulate that we must gather ten people to challenge?" Wang Feng asked.
"There is no such rule." The blond young man looked at the famous sword Mochizuki hesitantly.
Wangyue Mingjian stroked his beard and said, "Shouldn't you all have dinner first before the competition?"
Wang Feng said calmly, "It's not too late to eat after the competition."
Mochizuki Qianxun snorted coldly: "If I lose later, I'll see if you still have an appetite for food!"
Wang Feng didn't even bother to look at her, he just stared at the famous sword Wangyue quietly.
"Well," the old man nodded slightly, "Qianxun, take the distinguished guests from China to the fighting hall to prepare."
Mochizuki Chixun curled her lips and responded reluctantly.
…
The Xishouge fighting field is on the south side facing the ocean. It is a huge diamond-shaped platform artificially built in the suspended area outside the mountain.
Three corners of the fighting arena are exposed at an altitude of seven or eight hundred meters.
Apart from the invisible barrier, there is not even a single guardrail.
The diamond-shaped fighting field is not thick and looks more like a sheet overall.
It is supported by a rock body extending from the mountain below.
The students and instructors of Sakura National Hall were already ready for action.
Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, Wang Feng leaped into the center of the arena, his robes fluttering in the biting mountain wind.
"Captain Huaxia," Instructor Xinzi frowned and said, "We haven't yet finalized the rules of the challenge."
"No need." Wang Feng raised his hand to interrupt, his eyes sweeping across all the Sakura players off the court, finally settling on Mochizuki Chixun.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a sharp arc:
"Forget about all those complicated rules. All of you, come together." He pointed his finger directly at Mochizuki Chixun: "Including you, Miss!"
(End of this chapter)
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