Chapter 242: The winner is decided, China is first
In the battle with Zhe Luo, Mo Fan was seriously injured.
Although he became full of energy again with the bonus of the demon system after a few days, he didn't want to experience such a difficult battle again for the time being.
You are not the captain, why do you always focus on the opponent's strongest player?
Are you full?
Thinking of this, Mo Fan chose a guardian knight who looked like he deserved a beating as his opponent.
He never had a good impression of the knights of the Parthenon. He always pretended to be a gentleman, but in fact he would secretly drool when he saw the saints of the Parthenon, and then he would seriously criticize the men who wanted to get close to the saints.
It just so happens that Mo Fan’s child bride Xinxia is one of the current saints.
Shit, that guy on the other side wouldn't secretly have sex with Xinxia at night, right?
Thinking of this, Mo Fan's face changed. This wouldn't do. Xinxia could only appear in his erotic dreams.
"Pervert, prepare to die!"
Mo Fan roared, and then threw destructive magic at the guardian knight as if he had no more magic energy.
The knight was dumbfounded when he saw the magic falling from above.
what's the situation?
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The bombardment of magic lasted for ten minutes before it stopped.
This was not because Mo Fan’s magic power was exhausted, but because the knight who was beaten half to death by him had just been dragged away by the referee.
Pitiful!
However, this knight was not the first player eliminated by the Greek team.
Gamennon and the unselected team member were defeated early on by the combined efforts of Hua Yu and Jiang Shaoxu.
Gamennon, who was no match for Huayu, was even injured by Zhe Luo in the previous three-kingdom melee.
He is not Mo Fan. Without the demon element, he was not in the best condition until he went on the court today.
"That's not too long, is it?"
Mo Fan put his hands behind his head, walked carelessly through the center of the battlefield, and grinned at Hua Yu.
"Not long, but you were almost the last one." Hua Yu said lightly.
"Ok?"
Hearing Hua Yu's words, Mo Fan quickly took his hands down and asked in confusion, "Is the Goddess Mu over?"
It doesn’t make sense!
Carlos is a vice-captain after all, is she so lame?
As if seeing Mo Fan's confusion, Hua Yu shook his head and said, "It's not her."
"It's not her, it's..." Mo Fan was stunned at first, but then he seemed to have thought of something, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he exclaimed, "Guan Yu won?"
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In the field, shadows were running around.
Two figures fighting in the wind, fighting from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to mid-air.
Red blood flowers, blown by the strong wind, continued to sprinkle on the small island.
"Damn it!"
Kazimi shouted angrily, holding a dagger.
The rules of the competition state that if a player only leaves a shallow wound on an opponent's vital part, that person will be eliminated.
Every attack of Kazimi would leave a bloody mark on Guanyu's body, but he could not scratch the fatal parts of the opponent.
Guan Yu knew that he was no match for his opponent in terms of speed, so from the very beginning, he used his speed to the extreme just to avoid the opponent's fatal attack.
You can't avoid the fate of getting injured, but if you want to change the part of your body that's injured, it won't be that difficult.
"What are you insisting on, man? Is there any point in continuing to fight like this? You will still lose in the end." Kazimi shouted angrily again.
He really didn't understand why the boy in front of him was still struggling. He was obviously much weaker than him, so why was he still resisting so tenaciously?
After hearing Kazimi's question, Guan Yu did not answer. At this moment, all his attention was focused on avoiding the opponent's attack, and he had no time to pay attention to Kazimi.
Does it make sense?
Of course!
The voices of the audience in my ears suddenly changed again, without knowing why!
The audience, who were originally filled with boos and jeers, seemed to have a change of mood at this moment.
Those negative voices gradually disappeared, replaced by soft but clearly audible sounds.
“Come on, come on!”
Hearing these voices, Guan Yu's mouth corners slightly raised.
The next moment, his eyes turned completely red, like a wild beast about to be released from a cage, staring at Kazemi who was moving rapidly in front of him, his eyes revealed a strong desire to win.
When Kazimi rushed over again on the red hot wind, the shaky figure finally took the initiative to attack.
Kazimi's reaction was obviously a few seconds slow. When he reacted and wanted to dodge by relying on speed, Guan Yu's figure was already in front of him.
"It's useless. I'll give you a few seconds, but you still can't catch up with me!"
Kazimi came back to his senses and smiled confidently, jumping from the red wind track to the green wind track, and then easily dodged the demon-slaying tool on Guanyu's arm.
However, what Kazimi didn't notice was that at this moment, Guan Yu revealed a barely perceptible smile.
Immediately afterwards, Guan Yu stepped into the red wind track.
In an instant, a flame rose from under his feet and burned his body, but Guan Yu seemed to feel nothing and stepped his other foot in.
"You've had a blast using my wind track. Now it's my turn."
In the flames, a ghostly figure flashed by and caught up with Kazimi.
Seeing this scene, Kazimi's pupils widened.
Although his reaction speed was very fast and he subconsciously slashed the dagger in his hand towards Guan Yu, he was still a step too late. After all, who could have thought that the other party would rather be engulfed in flames than pounce on him.
"Sigh~~~"
Kazimi broke out in a cold sweat, he could clearly feel a sharp blade cutting across his neck.
He looked in disbelief at the opponent who fell in his arms, covered in wounds and finally stabbed in the left shoulder by his dagger.
The winner has been decided. No matter how hard it is to believe, I, the strongest wind assassin, have lost!
"I was wrong. You shouldn't be an unknown little character. Can you tell me your name?"
"Team China, substitute, Guan Yu!"
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"The game is over, China wins!"
"China ranks first!"
After Mu Nujiao defeated Carloos and the three new players of the Greek team were defeated, the referee solemnly read out the final result.
At the same time, the salutes that Venice had prepared in advance suddenly rose into the sky.
Below the salute, all the players of the Chinese team stood together, enjoying the honor of this moment.
All of a sudden, the audience from China at the scene started shouting loudly. Not only that, all the audience in China who were waiting in front of the live broadcast were shouting "Awesome" like crazy.
Those who had sworn before the game that they would do something if the Chinese team won the championship also went out to fulfill their original promise.
There are people taking off their clothes and running on the street, people washing their hair upside down, and some even go so far as to start a live broadcast and perform a hard fight with electric fans for everyone.
At the scene, those young people who were enjoying the glory excitedly jumped into the sea one by one to celebrate the victory.
The Chinese team is number one, and they deserve to be number one!
(End of this chapter)