Full-time Summoner

The competition at the National Pavilion was held at night, firstly because Zhaohua and the others had traveled a long distance, so they had to rest first, and secondly, Jiang Shaoxu and others were still shopping, so they still had to wait and watch the battle.

In the restaurant dedicated to the athletes of the National Pavilion, Zhaohua and the others took some of their buffet, and Mo Fan ate a piece of their sushi and said, "Hey, it's so unpalatable, it's so poorly done."

Zhaohua spread his hands and said, "After you eat bluefin tuna, other sashimi will naturally not be able to enter your mouth. Eat something else."

Originally, the members of their national team were looking forward to the authentic Japanese sushi and sashimi, but they were spoiled by Zhaohua, only the others who had never eaten bluefin tuna ate it with gusto, and said that Zhaohua and others would not appreciate.

"We're back~~~" The excited voices of Jiang Shaoxu and the others could be heard from the door.

Zhaohua and the others were also shocked when they saw it. Not to mention the young ladies such as Jiang Shaoxu and Mu Tingying, even Mu Ningxue and Nanjue had several bags in their hands.

"Are you going to rob?" Mo Fan complained.

"You don't understand women's minds. Look at Mu Ningxue. You didn't even buy a piece of clothing for them. Tsk tsk tsk. I told Mu Ningxue that a man like you is no good." Where.

Mo Fan suddenly felt a little guilty, because before the incident in the ancient capital, Mu Ningxue was a high-ranking goddess. With the support of a huge clan like the Mu family, what could he give her, so Mo Fan really didn't give her anything.

Except for that time, when Mo Fan turned into a demon for the first time and gave his life to Mu Ningxue, he never sent anything else.

Jiang Shaoxu's reminder actually enlightened Mo Fan, secretly thinking about sending something to Mu Ningxue.

After Guan Yu was full, he saw that the women's team had also come back, and said, "Don't rob the blond man who dyed his mentally retarded blond hair. I'm just worried that I don't have a suitable sandbag to replace it. The instructors stipulate that no infighting is really annoying. .”

There is something in Guan Yu's words. The Japanese National Pavilion player who quarreled with him just now has blonde hair, and the hairstyle is exactly the same as Zhao Manyan.

"Guan Yu, I can beat you into a fool right now, believe it or not!!" Zhao Manyan said angrily.

After he got the wooden fish soul tool, his strength has improved a lot. Doesn't your official fish rely on a soul-level magic tool? I also have a soul tool now. I'm afraid of you fish? !

Guan Yu snorted coldly, "I will be patient until I get to Venice."

"I'm patient with you **** you ****." Zhao Manyan's teeth were itchy, and he was already very irritable when he had a haircut with the Japanese.

When a few people were making noise, the Guoguan teacher of Shuangshouge Academy happened to pass by, and saw Jiang Shaoxu and the others with big bags and small bags, and couldn't help mocking: "I still have the mood to buy things, just like ordinary women. I'm afraid I don’t know if I can’t beat it, so I bought it in advance.”

Jiang Shaoxu was not kind either, and said directly: "It mainly depends on the opponent. If the opponent is too weak, I really can't afford it. Although the lion fights the rabbit with all its strength, it is really difficult to deal with the ants."

"You!! Well, since you have had enough rest, let's start."

Jiang Shaoxu shrugged and said, "Whatever, it's just a matter of stepping on your face anyway, so you don't need to work hard."

This time, not only the Japanese National Pavilion team, but also the rest of the restaurant were annoyed.

Zhaohua said: "As expected of a Psychic system, the ability to pull hatred is full."

Mo Fan pulled Jiang Shaoxu and said, "Don't be like this... I'm not full yet, beating them can be used as a digestive exercise."

Sitting by the side, the cup in the hand of Mochizuki Chisun had cracks, it was really bad! !

Everyone is young, so naturally no one looks down on anyone, even the National Pavilion team is invincible in its own field.

The teacher of the National Pavilion said to Ai Jiangtu: "You are challengers, how do you want to compare."

Ai Jiangtu was even more pretentious, he didn't want to say anything, just let the team members decide for themselves.

The teacher at the Guoguan was so angry that he vomited blood. They were really acting more aggressive than each other! ! ! !

Guan Yu stared at the blond man named Takashi Okamoto and said, "One on one is best, I just want to beat him up."

The teacher of the National Pavilion nodded and said: "Okay, then one-on-one, three out of five rounds."

The blond-haired man, Okamoto Song, didn't admit it, he stood up and said, "Teacher, please let me play."

The teacher of the National Pavilion shook his head, and said politely: "They are the challenger, let them choose the hand."

Guan Yu didn't talk nonsense, he hooked his fingers at the blond man and said, "Come on, today I want you to lie down and be carried down."

The dueling platform is the size of a normal one-on-one dueling platform. There are seats on both sides of the platform for the players of both sides to watch the battle. There are also some seats that are farther away. These are for the students of the school to watch and learn from a distance.

The teacher of the Guoguan said to Ai Jiangtu: "You guys discuss who to send to the battle. Three wins out of five."

Ai Jiangtu glanced at the spectator seats. Mu Ningxue, Jiang Yu, and Nan Jue were all sitting on the sidelines, as if they had nothing to do with him. Only Jiang Yu could say a few words, and the other two began to meditate directly. up.

And Zhaohua didn't know who to chat with, and sat at the very side quite secretly, pressing the phone by himself, with an aura that strangers should not enter.

Contrary to these people are Mo Fan, Guan Yu, and Jiang Shaoxu. These three people are already gearing up, and they have already chosen the appearance of their opponents.

"Mo Fan, Guan Yu, Jiang Shaoxu, you represent us in the battle." Ai Jiangtu said.

The three of Mo Fan took a step forward, and Guan Yu stepped onto the stage, looking at the blond man Okamoto provocatively.

The blond man had also confirmed that he was the first to fight Guan Yu. Seeing that the other party had only three people preparing, he asked, "You can't even count, you two are still short."

Ai Jiangtu walked back without looking back and said, "Won't you win three games?"

This time, even the old man named Mochizuki Mingjian got blue veins from anger. Too cute! ! If he had been younger, he would have gone to fight now.

"This B, full marks!"

"ox."

All the team members gave Ai Jiangtu a thumbs up.

Nan Jue said calmly: "This means we can't lose a game."

Guan Yu looked at Mo Fan and sneered, "I don't know about others, but I'm sure I won't lose."

The two sides were already at war, and the teacher of the National Pavilion called to start. The two turned into shadows at the same time and rushed towards each other.

Both parties turned out to be assassin mages majoring in the shadow department!

Guan Yu didn't talk nonsense, and immediately activated his proud soul tool. The ability of this soul tool is to break the defense, and as long as it penetrates into the body, it can absorb demon energy and magic energy to replenish the energy of the magic tool, allowing Guan Yu to deal with the defense. Powerful demons are more convenient.

As an assassin mage of the shadow system, the opponent naturally has magic cutting equipment, but the level is only the peak of the spiritual level. After all, soul equipment is too rare, otherwise Guan Yu would not be able to sit firmly in the front team with only one magic equipment.

"The opponent's speed is faster, and the magic equipment is stronger. Okamoto can't win." Mochizuki Chikaru said.

Both the instructor of the National Pavilion and Mochizuki Mingjian agreed, but it was normal. After all, he was the main team of the National Palace, and his strength was in the middle of the main team. It was indeed not comparable to the players of the National Pavilion.

"However, this speed is not as good as the shadow mages in our main team."

As for Zhaohua, he was chatting with Ji Shao on Wechat, the swords and swords on the field had nothing to do with him, and whether it was Guan Yu or the blond man, the speed was just the same in his eyes.

"The Internet in Japan is really bad, and video calls don't work."

Zhaohua is trying to persuade Ji Shaohan not to come to Tokyo.