Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 105 Wang Feng: I'll take on ten! [Please continue reading!]

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The enormous sea of ​​bellflowers, intertwined with vines, continued to spread. With a clear shout from Mochizuki Chika, these eerie plants covered the entire marble plaza in front of the West Guardian Pavilion in just a few seconds.

However, just as she was about to launch her attack, the vines suddenly felt as if they were under immense pressure!

The vines that were dancing in mid-air were crushed to the ground by an invisible force, and the hard marble floor immediately cracked with spider web-like fissures.

"Want to make a move? Don't rush. Once we get to the arena, you'll have plenty of time to show your skills." Wang Feng's indifferent voice rang in Wang Yueqianxun's ears.

"You're a mage too?" Mochizuki Chizuru frowned, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"Otherwise what? Did we come all this way just to see the scenery? It's not us who are being rude, it's some ill-mannered young lady." Wang Feng glanced at her and said.

Although Mochizuki Chika has a delicate face and a stunning figure, her personality is truly not something to be admired.

In Wang Feng's opinion, she, like most women in Japan, was lacking in fertility!

"You!" Upon hearing this, Mochizuki Chika's anger, which had finally subsided, was reignited.

Just then, a powerful voice came from behind:
"Qianxun, don't be rude!"

The rebuke made Mochizuki Chika bite her lips in resentment, her slender fingers digging deeply into her palm.

The vines on the ground withered quickly, turning into ashes and scattering in the air in the blink of an eye.

The tense atmosphere that had just been building up instantly froze, leaving only the girl's rapid breathing echoing in the courtyard.

Her proud breasts heaved violently, and the delicate collarbone, faintly visible through the neckline of her kimono, trembled slightly with her breath, making the cherry blossom pattern on the fabric seem to tremble as well.

"You're already in your twenties, how come you still can't get rid of this bad temper?"

A sprightly old man strode over, his silvery-white beard trembling slightly with his booming voice:
"You're kicking someone out without even asking who they are?"

"I--"

Just as Mochizuki Chika was about to explain, the old man raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Nonsense!" The old man glared at her, then turned to face Wang Feng and his group with a kind smile: "I am Wangyue, the famous swordsman. You must be talented individuals from the Huaxia National Government who have come here for training?"

Wang Feng calmly took out his identity badge, but during the handover, he deliberately turned to Mochizuki Chika, a provocative smile playing on his lips:

"See that? This is what hospitality looks like, you spoiled young lady."

Wang Feng's words were like igniting a powder keg.

Mochizuki Chika's pretty face flushed red instantly, and her breathing, which had just calmed down, became rapid again.

"Qian Xun!"

She was about to lash out when she was stopped by a single glance from Wangyue Mingjian.

The old man did not take the badge from Wang Feng's hand, but simply waved his hand and said, "Please follow me, everyone."

"Aren't you going to check?" Ai Jiangtu asked curiously. "Aren't you afraid we're imposters?"

"Hmph!" Mochizuki Chika sneered, "Impersonating a member of the National Government to challenge the Twin Guardian Pavilion? What kind of person is that stupid!"

"Confidence is a good thing, but too much confidence is called arrogance," Wang Feng said, glancing at Wangyue Qianxun as he passed by, following behind Wangyue Mingjian.

Sure enough, he immediately felt the angry gaze of that 'pretty girl' on his back.

At that moment, another blond man walked out of the gate, his flamboyant hair color exactly the same as Zhao Manyan's.

"In the entire Sakura Country, there are only a few teams that can rival our Shuangshoukaku. Of course we have that confidence!"

"Whether it's arrogance or not, we'll find out when we spar later!" the blond man added.

Upon hearing the flamboyant man's words, the members of the Chinese National Team couldn't help but laugh.

A small team from the Sakura National Pavilion dares to brag like this; they really haven't been taught a lesson!
Keep in mind that there are five high-level mages in their team.

Fighting them would be a complete and utter defeat!
...

Following in the footsteps of Wangyue Mingjian, Wang Feng and his group carefully visited the exquisite structure of Xishouge.

This watchtower adopts a three-tiered, stepped layout.

The lower halls are intricate and complex, with mirrored symmetrical castle rooms in all four directions, resembling an elaborately designed maze. Without a guide, it's impossible to discern the directions.

Ascending the winding stone steps between the castle buildings, you arrive at the well-equipped central pavilion—a museum, library, training ground, meditation room, and teaching hall, all exuding an air of luxury.

The top floor, the Upper Pavilion, is a military stronghold, housing a conference hall, watchtower, and magic circle tower. Only high-ranking officials from Osaka and the guardian monks of the pavilion are qualified to enter.

However, the most impressive place is the Central Pavilion. The cultivation facilities here are so complete that it can be described as a sacred place of cultivation that every mage dreams of.

After a brief tour, the group moved to the side closest to the cliff.

Surprisingly, the aerial passage connecting the two pavilions extends from the forbidden upper pavilion—it is not an ordinary corridor, but a rickety suspension bridge!

"Isn't the other side open to the public?" Mo Fan asked, looking at the suspension bridge.

"That's forbidden territory!" the blond man warned immediately.

Mo Fan wisely refrained from asking further questions.

Wang Feng gazed intently at the outline of the East Guard Pavilion.

If memory serves me right, the Condensed Evil Pearl that shielded Mo Fan from several demonization side effects in the original story should be hidden there.

However, demonization was useless to him, so it became dispensable.
……

Soon, Wangyue Mingjian settled the National Government team members in the lower pavilion.

During the preparations for the banquet, Wang Feng suddenly asked, "When can we begin the National Pavilion Challenge?"

This sudden request startled Wangyue Mingjian and the others.

"Compete now? Your people aren't all here yet?" the blond youth asked in surprise.

"Does your country's rules stipulate that you must have ten people to take on the challenge?" Wang Feng asked rhetorically.

"There is no such rule." The blond youth looked hesitantly at the Moonlit Sword.

Wangyue Mingjian stroked his beard: "Wouldn't you all like to have dinner first before the competition?"

Wang Feng said calmly, "It's not too late to eat after the competition."

Mochizuki Chika snorted coldly: "After we lose, let's see if you still have an appetite!"

Wang Feng didn't even bother to glance at her, simply gazing quietly at the Moon Gazing Sword.

"Very well." The old man nodded slightly. "Qianxun, take the distinguished guests from China to the arena to prepare."

Mochizuki Chika pouted and reluctantly agreed.

……

The Nishi-Kushi-kaku arena is located on the south side facing the ocean. It is a huge, man-made platform that extends into the air above the mountains.

The arena has three sides that are exposed at a height of seven or eight hundred meters in the air.

Apart from the invisible barrier, there is not even a single guardrail.

The diamond-shaped arena is not thick; it looks more like a flat sheet.

Below, there are rocks extending from the mountainside that support it.

Meanwhile, the students and instructors of Sakura National Hall were already on high alert.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Wang Feng leaped onto the center of the arena, his robes fluttering in the biting mountain wind.

“This Chinese captain,” Instructor Xinzi frowned, “we haven’t finalized the rules for the challenge yet.”

"No need." Wang Feng raised his hand to interrupt, his gaze sweeping across all the Sakura team members on the field before finally settling on Mochizuki Chika.

A sharp smile curved his lips:

"Forget all the complicated rules, all of you, come at me together." His finger pointed directly at Mochizuki Chika: "Including you, young lady!"

(End of this chapter)