Versatile Mage: Reincarnation of the Strongest Gojo Satoru of the Contemporary Era

Chapter 108: Easily Crush

In just a moment, the clash of power determined the outcome, with Gojo Satoru winning.

The tall and strong American man was thrown into the air and slammed hard into the barrier of the arena, feeling dizzy.

“Fuck! Wu is still so ruthless that he knocked the sturdy guy unconscious.” Zhao Manyan exclaimed.

“The captain of the defense team, Boblin, is also very strong. He can actually fight Lao Ai alone!” Nan Jue couldn’t help but sigh.

I have to admit that the American defense team is really strong.

If it weren't for Gojo Satoru and Mo Fan, the overall strength of China would be about the same as that of the American defense team.

"WC, Gojo Satoru has taken down another one!" Jiang Yu exclaimed again after Zhao Manyan.

Gojo Satoru saw that Mo Fan was having a lot of fun with the two American female teammates in a short period of time, so he knocked out Oruna's brother and threw him aside.

"Alas, the winner has been decided. The players on the Chinese team are too strong." A young man wearing glasses among the people who stayed at the Meili Hall sighed.

"Yes, Wangchi and Feiluomu were taken care of by the white-haired young man in one encounter." Another woman said helplessly.

On the competition stage.

After dealing with the two men, Gojo Satoru continued walking towards Mo Fan, looking very leisurely.

"What is Ferrom doing? Why hasn't he dealt with that summoning mage yet!" the female student with straight golden hair shouted angrily.

The female student in green clothes was also suffering from the heat of the flames and was unable to speak.

"He has been killed." Gojo Satoru suddenly walked to the side of the two women and said in a frivolous tone.

The slender palms patted the shoulders of the two female teammates of the Meili Defense Hall team.

"When?!" The woman with straight golden hair was so frightened that her whole body froze.

The woman in green was also extremely shocked and didn't dare to move.

"The victory is decided!"

Gojo Satoru did not answer their questions, but instead looked towards the captain of the American Pavilion who was already at a disadvantage.

"You won." Boblin looked around the arena and an extremely ugly expression suddenly appeared on his face.

Wang Chi had not yet regained consciousness, apparently knocked unconscious by the heavy collision. The other one was knocked unconscious and lay on the ground. In the end, the two of them were also subdued.

Gojo Satoru nodded and treated the two people who were unconscious and dizzy.

In fact, the five members of the American Pavilion team are quite strong, basically not weaker than many national-level teams.

But who knew that they were too arrogant at the beginning, coupled with their undefeated record, so Nan Jue sent Gojo Satoru, Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu to fight together to ensure victory.

"We lost, we will change the wall panels back. We apologize for our previous arrogance. You are indeed better than us." Boblin said seriously.

The people at the American Pavilion were also very direct in their attitude. They were not as unacceptable, furious and unreasonable as one might imagine.

It can be seen that they respect the strong. Only the strong deserve respect, not the weak!
Not long after, that Oruna personally presented the medal.

The news that the indestructible golden body of the American National Pavilion was broken by the Chinese people will surely be quickly heard by the teams or national pavilions of various major governments.

……

At night, the Chinese people were divided into several teams and either rested in the assigned accommodation, went shopping in the American mall, or went somewhere to have fun.

Gojo Satoru was too lazy to go out, so he just slept in his residence.

In his sleep, there seemed to be a voice echoing in the young man's mind.

The people in the Temple of Freedom were unaware that danger was quietly approaching here step by step.

You can see that illusory dream world, the sky is slowly turning from bright to gloomy.

"Who the hell is looking for trouble in my dream?"

Gojo Satoru looked around at the vast world and cursed. He was the only one in the dream, and the changes in the sky were somewhat weird.

If it had happened a few months ago, how could such a change have occurred? The defense of his spiritual world has always been no worse than that of his physical body.

It was only because the backlash caused by the Emperor level had not yet fully recovered that this happened.

Just after Gojo Satoru finished speaking, there was a sudden flash of lightning and thunder in the sky, and then heavy rain began to fall.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Gojo Satoru glanced at the layout of this space with disdain.

In an instant, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed in this chaotic dream.

The spiritual power belonging to Gojo Satoru started from under his feet and continued to spread into the distance.

No matter how violent the wind or rain was, they were all blocked outside by the barrier formed by this force.

"what!"

In the thickest dark cloud in the sky, someone made a sound of surprise and suspicion, sounding a little old.

It can be seen clearly that this is an old man wearing a black robe, and he looks quite old.

"It's hidden quite deeply!"

With just a tiny whisper, Gojo Satoru sensed the location of the person who had arranged it, and he raised his hand and swept a beam of silver-white energy over.

Swish swish! ! !
The dark clouds turned into dust the moment they were touched by the silver-white energy, and the hiding old man in black robe had to show his face to avoid the energy beam.

"You were able to find me." The old man in black robe was very surprised. He looked at Gojo Satoru and opened his mouth:
"It seems that today's efforts have failed, but it was not in vain. At least I stopped you."

Hearing the old man's words, Gojo Satoru's heart skipped a beat, and multiple attacks instantly formed around his body.

Four powerful energy attacks suddenly descended upon this place, stirring the space!

All four directions were attacked and occupied, and they surrounded the old man in black in the center.

All the attacks came down at once, enveloping the old man in the center of the storm.

The dream is shaking, the space is breaking, and nothingness is spreading.

"Is it just a fragment of the soul? It seems that your magic skills are not low. Clean your neck and wait for me to take it!" Gojo Satoru grinned.

Immediately, the illusory dream began to fall apart, and Gojo Satoru's consciousness instantly returned to his body.

A tall building not far away.

Blood suddenly began to flow out from the corner of the mouth of an old man in black robe.

"grown ups!?"

There are many people in black robes gathered here, but they are of different systems and there are both men and women.

They all called the old man "Sir", but their eyes were filled with fear when they saw the old man's appearance.

You have to know that this man was the one specially sent by the higher-ups to get rid of Gojo Satoru, but it didn't take him long to end up in this state.

"Gojo Satoru's background is too deep, and I can't do anything to him." The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and then asked about the news on the other side:

"Has Mo Fan been released?"

Hearing this, everyone present was silent.

After a while, someone finally spoke up: "Sir, the other side also failed, and the temple wizard rushed over to rescue them."

……

(End of this chapter)