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

Chapter 300: The place where the sword splits the sand, the first high-level person! We don't accept apologies!
The place was completely silent, and the mournful sound from the earth could still be vaguely heard.
After an unknown amount of time, people suddenly discovered that the sand field had been split in half, and three of the five members of the German team passed out.

Burke, who was the only one who was lucky enough to escape, looked at this scene with a blank expression, and all the tenacity and resistance in his heart collapsed with this devastating blow.

"Ahem~~~~"

Ruidi coughed heavily and briefly woke up from his coma. He wanted to get up and continue fighting, but when he looked around, he was surprised to find that the entire venue was really split in half by Lu Ran! !

For other mages, this wouldn't be a big deal. At most, they would just admit that their skills are inferior to others and surrender obediently.

But he, Reddy, is the Mage of Destruction! ! !
He never thought that one day he would be taught both forehand and backhand, and use the destructive magic he was most proud of to defeat him. This would be even more uncomfortable than killing him!

But the difference is there
A sword cuts through the sand. Why does such a monster exist?
This destructive power is really unreasonable. The destructive power caused by Lu Ran almost shattered the defensive barrier arranged by the competition, and cracks appeared all over the surrounding area.
If the attack becomes more violent, the barrier may be broken directly, and even the spectators at the front of the arena may be affected! !
Of course, Lu Ran had to deliberately hold back a little strength, otherwise the barrier would be broken in a matter of minutes.

"What a reckless student. If the force is stronger, a number of spectators outside the venue will also be implicated. It's really messy."

"But he still controlled it, didn't he? Otherwise, those people in Germany would have been dead!!" Shao Zheng's face was calm, but his eyes were obviously shining.

"I am afraid that only Lu Ran can achieve this level of precise control. He has already settled everything. Speaking of which, didn't we win?" Zhu Meng said.

"Yes. We won," Dean Xiao agreed.

One sword!
Lu Ran only used one sword to get a spot in the top eight. He overturned the German team with one sword and entered the winner's group! !
Shao Zhengle blossomed, and the faces of other congressmen were also full of smiles. Such a crushing and overwhelming victory was more enjoyable and enjoyable than in a political contest! !

strength!

This is the strength that belongs to your own country, nothing else! !
Standing on the field, feeling everyone's attention, Lu Ran closed his eyes calmly and enjoyed this moment, absolute dominance, in the face of absolute power.

Offense is always the best defense!

"Destruction magic. Let those destruction mages come over and learn what is called destruction magic!!!"

"Absolute destructive power. In terms of destructive power, I only admire Lu Ran from the Chinese national team!!"

"Genius monster! This is the real talent monster!!"

The sound of admiration in the stadium lasted for a long time, and in the Huaguo Broadcasting Hall, Han Ji participated in the commentary, and a piece of bombshell news suddenly broke across the country! !

The joy of Lu Ran's victory over the German team with one sword swept the northern part of China all the way to the South China Sea, and the words Han Ji made public stirred up huge waves and completely shocked the whole country! !

"Considering that this person who made a huge contribution to the disaster in the ancient capital is too young, our Bell Tower Magic Association has not made it public for a long time."

"But kindness is kindness. Even if we go through vicissitudes of life, even if the ancient capital is really destroyed in that crisis, we people in the ancient capital will never forget it."

"Everyone, please look at this young man who just used his power to defeat the powerful German country. It was Lu Ran who allowed our ancient capital to survive. It was he who bravely rushed to the forefront of the disaster without fear of death, and who is also a member of the Chinese national team. Mo Fan and his friends jumped into the Evil Abyss together, which brought life to millions of people in our ancient capital!"

Han Ji's voice was filled with solemnity and emotion that he had never seen before. Including Pang Lai, it is estimated that many people will not understand why Han Ji cares so much about Lu Ran and Mo Fan, even when the speaker's secretary Zu Huiyin said such words.

To be so unwilling and aggressive is because the entire ancient capital owes these two young men a debt of gratitude that cannot be repaid with anything!
"Handsome, Lao Lu, even if you have finished pretending, you still have to sit on the bench." Seeing Lu Ran leave the field, Mo Fan happily put his arm around his shoulders and said.

"If I hadn't struck out with this sword, that old witch might still be arrogant and domineering. I'm trying to fight for you and me." Lu Ran said calmly.

"You're right! Just slap that old witch in the face really hard!"

"Don't say anything. I, Mr. Zhao, will pay for all today's expenses!!!" Zhao Manyan was as happy as a 300-pound fat man and started dancing.

"Let's all come together."

Lu Ran felt very happy after the sword was struck. When everyone was about to leave, they found an old woman walking in with an extremely ugly face.

In addition to the old woman, mentor Feng Li, several major council members, Chief Pang Lai, Grand Speaker Shao Zheng, and Han Ji who had finished the show all came to the arena.

"Lao Lu, do you smell the smell of dead rats? Why is it so smelly?" Mo Fan curled his lips and said.

Before Lu Ran could speak, he saw that annoying old woman Zu Huiyin coming forward in an extremely coquettish manner, her expression uglier when she smiled than when she cried, as if her family had just left and were forcing a smile, and Zu Jiming was with her. He bowed deeply to Lu Ran and Mo Fan.

"Hey, what happened to the old witch and the stupid guy?" Mo Fan said with a cheerful smile.

"I'm really sorry. My nephew speaks harshly. I neglected my discipline and accidentally blamed you. I, the speaker's secretary, was negligent and derelict in my duties, so I brought my nephew here to express my apology to you."

"I hope you don't take it to heart." Zu Huiyin's words were quite soft. Compared with the arrogant old woman's attitude before, she looked completely different.

The Secretary to the Speaker, who is a taller figure than Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, now wants to apologize to these two young people! If no one knew that Lu Ran and Mo Fan were the benefactors of the ancient capital, this would be absolutely a fantasy!
"Hey, my kind of heart is not right. A villain can be a villain, and that's it." Mo Fan couldn't bear to see a stinky idiot like Zu Jiming, a piece of trash that would make him smile brightly.

When Zu Huiyin heard Mo Fan's words, her face turned black. He didn't give her any face at all and made it impossible for her to step down.

"Old Lu, it's your turn to say a few words." Mo Fan looked at Lu Ran again.

Zu Huiyin and Zu Jiming also pricked up their ears. Although Mo Fan's bad attitude made it difficult for them to step down, it did not worsen the situation further.

As long as Lu Ran accepts the apology, everything will be over.

But unexpectedly, what Lu Ran said made Zu Huiyin's expression completely stiff.

"We do not accept any apology."

ps: Let me ask you a question: where did you come from to read my book? (Just out of curiosity, the traffic to the starting point has increased recently and my CPU is almost burning out. To express my gratitude, today’s third update!)
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