Versatile Mage: Sword of the Stars, Slay All Evil Spirits

Chapter 123 The power of crushing

"Haha." Chen Chen sneered, and then said sarcastically: "You rabble are worthy of letting me escape?"

"You think too highly of yourself!"

Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen looked at each other and attacked at the same time.

Zhe Luo used his wind magic, and the wind howled, sweeping everything around and rushing towards Chen Chen.

Qiao Sen cast shadow magic, and a rolling black fog rose up and gradually enveloped the place.

The other team members also cast their own magic, and the power of various elements intertwined together to form a powerful attack net, tightly surrounding Chen Chen in the middle.

Chen Chen, however, was not at all flustered. He held the holy sword across his body, and the magic power in his body surged out like surging waves.

The holy sword shone brightly, forming a golden shield that blocked all attacks.

"Is that all you are capable of?" Chen Chen said disdainfully, "It seems like you are just that capable."

After saying that, Chen Chen swung the holy sword fiercely, and a golden sword energy flew out from the sword and slashed towards everyone.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the strong wind dissipated, the rocks shattered, and the team members were knocked away one after another.

When Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen saw this, their faces changed drastically.

They didn't expect that Chen Chen's strength was so powerful, and his combined attack was easily resolved by him.

"Everyone, come together, we can't let him succeed!" Zhe Luo shouted.

Hearing this, everyone launched another attack. This time, their attack was even more fierce, and all kinds of magic rained down on Chen Chen.

Chen Chen remained calm and composed. He continued to swing the holy sword, neutralizing all the attacks one by one.

At the same time, he was looking for everyone's flaws, ready to give them a fatal blow.

At this moment, Chen Chen discovered a gap between Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the gap like a flash of lightning.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. Without a leader, this group of rabble is just a bunch of clowns.

"Oh no, stop him!" Zhe Luo shouted.

Everyone tried to stop Chen Chen, but it was too late.

Chen Chen has come in front of Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen. He holds the holy sword high in his hand, and a dazzling golden light bursts out from the sword.

"Judgment of Holy Light!" Chen Chen shouted and slashed the holy sword down fiercely.

A huge golden halo flew towards Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen. Wherever the halo went, the space seemed to be torn apart.

Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen wanted to dodge, but the speed of the light wheel was too fast and they had no time to react.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the light wheel hit Zhe Luo and Qiao Sen. The powerful impact force knocked them away directly.

With a flash of silver light, the two were also teleported out by the space scroll.

After one encounter, the German captain and the British captain were sent out.

When the other team members saw that their captains were defeated, their fear reached its peak.

They began to panic and their attacks became disorganized.

Chen Chen was also merciless. Rays of golden light flew out from the holy sword, like the scythe of the god of death, reaping the lives of everyone.

Under Chen Chen's powerful attack, those team members were defeated one after another.

The silver light kept flashing, and they were teleported out one by one by the space scroll.

Soon, Chen Chen was the only one left on the battlefield.

At this point, almost all those who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Chinese team were sent out or left on their own.

He stood there quietly, the holy sword in his hand flashing a cold light. At this moment, the audience outside the independent space were stunned by the scene before their eyes.

Those foreign audiences who had originally been gloating now had their eyes wide open, with shock and disbelief written all over their faces.

The Chinese audience cheered and felt extremely proud of Chen Chen's victory.

"Chen Chen, you are our hero!"

"The Chinese team will win!"

The audience's shouts rose one after another, echoing throughout the entire stadium.

In the organizer's emergency meeting room, everyone was shocked by Chen Chen's performance.

They were originally worrying about how to resolve this crisis, but now it seems that this is no longer an issue they need to worry about.

"This Chen Chen is really too strong." A senior executive of the organizer said with emotion, "He defeated all the opponents by himself. It seems that he is the champion of this year."

At the same time, a number of highly-anticipated star players such as Zhe Luo, Ya Ke and Reddy were ruthlessly beaten out.

At this moment, they seemed to have lost their souls, their faces were haggard and their expressions were very bad.

They were once high-spirited and confident, but now they are like deflated balls, lifeless.

In the training room in Venice, there were about a hundred people sitting scattered around.

These people stared blankly at the representatives who came from various countries, their faces filled with shame and resentment.

They lowered their heads, too embarrassed to face the scrutiny of their own representatives.

I even wished I could find a hole in the ground to crawl into and never come out.

It's so embarrassing. We outnumbered them and still lost, and lost so badly.

In the depressing and dreary atmosphere of the Venice training room, the dead silence lasted for a long time.

In the end, it was a representative from France who broke the deadlock.

"We invested so many resources and carefully trained you players, but you were beaten by a Chinese and you were completely defenseless! Are you worthy of our efforts?"

His roar was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.

Representatives from other countries also echoed this, and various accusations and questions were heard one after another.

"Exactly. Look at what you are like now. You are totally embarrassing us!"

"After spending so much effort, we ended up with such a miserable defeat!"

"We had high hopes for you, but we didn't expect you to be so vulnerable!"

The contestants who were teleported out lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the angry eyes of the representatives.

Their faces were filled with shame and self-blame, and they wished they could find a hole to crawl into.

The pride and confidence that I once had have now been completely overshadowed by the shadow of failure.

Zhe Luo clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and veins bulged on the back of his hands.

His heart was filled with resentment and anger.

He couldn't understand how it was possible that he, who had teamed up with so many powerful players, could be defeated so easily by Chen Chen.

Zhe Luo raised his head, his eyes flashing with unwillingness, and said loudly: "This can't be entirely blamed on us! Chen Chen's strength is really too strong, beyond our imagination. We have tried our best, but we still can't defeat him."

"Try your best?" an American representative sneered.

"What you call trying your best is getting beaten to a pulp?"

"Look at what you are like now. Do you still have any dignity as a strong person?"

(End of this chapter)