Quanfa: The light system is weak? My backhand is an eight-foot magatama

Chapter 284 Drawing ceremony, against the Japanese team!

"How is it? Have my skills improved? Where can I improve?" Mu Tingying leaned down obediently and spoke vaguely.

"Well, I can't find anything wrong with her, so let's continue like this." After speaking, Lu Ran patted her buttocks again. Regardless of anything else, Lu Ran was definitely most satisfied with Mu Tingying's well-behavedness.

After all, her skills were trained by Lu Ran himself.

After hearing Lu Ran's praise, Mu Tingting also worked harder. As for the ice crystal brake bow, she had long forgotten about it.

I don’t know Mu Ningxue at all, just don’t compete with her for a man.
A few hours later, Mu Tingying licked the white stains at the corners of her mouth, looking like she was still unfinished.

"Should we continue?"

Lu Ran didn't speak, but his body honestly hugged Mu Tingying's delicate body and walked towards the bed.
In the past few days, Mu Tingying had been using her as a pastime. Soon the day came when the national competition started.

People from all over the country are gradually going to Venice. In a few days, the number of tourists in Venice has nearly tripled. The boat channels, bridges, squares, buses and ships all seem a bit crowded.

Venice is not very big to begin with, and the amount of people it can withstand is not large. Gradually, Venice has begun to restrict the influx of people.

At the Doge's Palace in Venice, the flags of the countries selected for Venice have been hung high.

Thirty-two flags are hung over Venice. Anyone who can enter the Venetian water city for a decisive battle can definitely be regarded as a magical power.

Lu Ran and others entered the venue one after another. The surroundings were already crowded with countless media reporters. The flashlights kept lighting up and reporters started asking questions.

Among them, a blond and blue-eyed European and female reporter also handed over the microphone first and asked politely in very fluent Chinese: "Mr. Lu Ran, can you conduct an interview as a representative of the Chinese team?"

Before Lu Ran could speak, the blonde female reporter quickly asked: "I interviewed several teams before, and they all said that the captain of your team, Mr. Lu Ran, is the most powerful enemy this time. I don't know. How do you feel?"

Mo Fan and others behind him could not help but twitch their mouths after hearing this.

Good guy, foreigners are really good at playing. They kicked the iron plate as soon as they came up. Among the many teams, they chose the hardest iron plate.

"This foreign girl is going to suffer. I have already guessed what Lao Lu is going to say later." Zhao Manyan gloated and snickered.

Looking at this blond foreign girl, it is obvious that the other party has not realized the seriousness of the problem.

Seeing this, Lu Ran also grabbed the microphone, looked at the camera in front of him, and said without hesitation: "Strong rival? I have been thinking about whether the Divine Seal of Praise is better for my thunder or water system. This question makes me a little difficult. answer."

hiss!
Good guy, as expected of Lao Lu, he declared war on all the teams as soon as he came up, and didn't take the teams from other countries seriously at all!
"I'm so stupid! Lao Lu has been playing like this since he came here. Are we going to be targeted?" Zhao Manyan asked worriedly.

"If you want to target me, you should also target Lao Lu. Why are you targeting a turtle shell mage like you? I'm so idle." Mo Fan said speechlessly.

The most speechless ones are undoubtedly Feng Li, Pang Lai, Han Ji, Zhu Meng and other high-level bosses.

"Lu Ran!" Feng Li was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. If he was eliminated in the first round, wouldn't he be laughed at? ! "Haha, you are a young man. If you don't have a little bit of craziness, you can't be called a young man." Pang Lai said with a cheerful smile.

"Since Lu Ran can say this, he is already very confident about this national competition. Just wait and see the good show." Zhu Meng is very optimistic about Lu Ran.

Breaking news!
Lu Ran, the captain of the Huaguo Guofu team, declared war on all teams! Everyone present was shocked, especially the female reporter who quickly took a pen and wrote it down. Regardless of whether Lu Ran really has this ability, as long as he dares to say this, it means that he at least has the courage to surpass ordinary people!

This alone can generate explosive news, and this one item alone must sell like crazy! !
Afterwards, Lu Ran's output didn't stop yet.

“It’s hard to have so many teams come all the way to grab the second place. Well, also, the major lottery centers have probably pushed our odds to the highest, and they are sure we can’t win.

In this way, you can just go and buy it anyway, and if you lose money, go directly to Mo Fan to make up for it! "

After saying a series of words, Lu Ran quietly left the scene.

Not far away, Mu Tingying, Nanrong Ni and others naturally supported Lu Ran's approach unconditionally.

After returning to the lounge, Feng Li hurriedly came over again, with dissatisfaction written on his face: "You have to win the championship, or even the top eight. If you say it out, the water will be poured out. Otherwise, China’s face will be lost.”

"Of course, if I don't win the championship, my name will be written backwards." Lu Ran nodded confidently.

In the final analysis, the National Competition is just a child's play house. Lu Ran can speed through the entire National Competition even with just one series of magic.

After the opening ceremony, it came directly to the tense and exciting lottery session.

Thirty-two groups of national government teams, which country will hit which country, will form a betting pool full of banknotes all over the world.

After all, the World Government Competition is held every four years, which is related to the prosperity and glory of one's own country. On the other hand, the flow of gambling funds opened during this period can be compared to a country's import and export funds.
"Captain, hurry up and draw lots!" Feng Li said to Lu Ran.

Lu Ran nodded and stepped onto the lottery table in three steps. He recalled that the teams drawn by China this time were not very friendly and were assigned to the death group.

Feng Li's heart was already in his throat. In the last World University Competition, it was because he bumped into the American national team in the second round that he was tortured so badly!

If he doesn't get good results this year, Feng Li won't be able to survive anymore.
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Lu Ran took a note at any time, without even looking at it, and spread it out confidently.

When Lu Ran revealed which country he was from, the Japanese national team next to him suddenly shouted happier than the Chinese national team.

Isn’t this just giving points!
The best team was selected among the thirty-two teams!

On the contrary, Mo Fan and others also think so. There is an inexplicable hidden bloodline bonus against the Japanese national team! !

"Why are the two of them looking so sad? They are just the Japanese national team." Mo Fan was puzzled.

(End of this chapter)