Full-Time Magister: Reincarnated as the Strongest in the Modern Era, Gojo Satoru

Chapter 106 The Extremely Arrogant National Pavilion

"Hmph, go easy on me? Is this the kind of thing you Easterners like to do? Always trying to use connections to get things done through back channels." At this moment, a young man with sharp eyes walked over and directly expressed his dissatisfaction.

"He's my younger brother, Ferome, who's also a player for the National Team now. You two can meet." Oluna smiled apologetically and introduced the brown-haired young man in a friendly manner.

"If you two are siblings, it's quite surprising, especially in terms of etiquette and manners..." Gojo Satoru sensed Fromm's arrogance and, never one to back down, retorted without hesitation.

"Actually, I'm usually just like him; I don't really have any manners when dealing with strangers," Oluna said with a smile.

"Should I be treated specially?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Fromm, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore.

"Listen, don't think our national embassy will go easy on you greasy bastards."

"The Crimson Ornament Guild is one thing, the National Pavilion Challenge is another. We won't let anyone without real skill get our medals; that would be an insult to them," Fromm said angrily.

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow at Ferome's somewhat overreaction and couldn't help but glance at Oruna.

Oruna seemed used to this and didn't say anything.

Gojo Satoru laughed and teased, "Your younger brother gets jealous easily."

"Yeah, he probably hopes I'll stay single forever so he can take care of me forever," Oluna laughed.

These words immediately infuriated Fromm!

That's what he truly thought in his heart, but for a man, a man in his twenties, to be told that he was still very dependent on his older sister was a great disgrace.

In America, if a six- or seven-year-old boy frequently mentions things like "Mom told me" or "Mom said," he will be ridiculed by his classmates!

Fromm's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at Gojo Satoru.

Even though he didn't say anything, Gojo Satoru could roughly understand that he was telling him: You're doomed during the National Pavilion Challenge!

Upon arriving at the National Pavilion, the observant Jiang Shaoxu noticed a large banner hanging inside as soon as she entered.

It is engraved with the flags of many countries, and the time is written next to the flags, followed by rows of big X's!

"What is this?" Jiang Shaoxu asked, pointing at the screen.

"The record of challenges from various countries," Oluna said casually.

"Does this cross mean they failed the challenge? No way, this whole page is full of crosses, does that mean you've been on a winning streak for a long time?" Zhao Manyan asked in surprise after looking at it.

Is the United States Pavilion really that powerful?

"If you scroll up to the very top, it'll be all crosses," Fromm said with a hint of pride.

Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when they heard this.

Zhao Manyan, still not believing in such superstitions, actually started flipping through the pages. He flipped up the large page hanging on the wall, and found that out of all the countries that came to challenge him, not a single one had the green success mark!

"No country has succeeded in this challenge for so long, it's unbelievable!" Jiang Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

None of them succeeded, meaning that the American Pavilion has maintained an undefeated record to date.

The national team is considered the best of the worst, and it's quite astonishing that so many of the national team's first-team players have all failed to advance from here.

This also put even greater psychological pressure on the already anxious crowd!

Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, seemed to be handling things with ease.

When you come into this world, others are the challengers.

"I can understand that all these countries have been marked with an X, because none of them have succeeded. But why is there an X next to our Chinese flag, which says today's date?" Jiang Shaoxu asked.

Fromm glanced down and chuckled, saying, "I guess the captain knew you were coming, so he wrote down your information. Anyway, the result would be the same, so he just filled it in directly to avoid having to erase it later. Our captain values ​​time and never wastes a minute."

"Aren't you guys looking down on people too much?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but say.

Fromm shrugged and said, "You can see for yourselves. So many countries, quite a few of which are just as strong as you, yet none of them received the Challenge Medal. Do you really think you can get it?"

"This isn't about whether we can get it or not. We haven't even fought yet, and you've already drawn up the results. That's incredibly disrespectful!" Nan Jue also spoke up.

"Respect? That's something that only belongs to the strong, isn't it? Oh, I almost forgot, your country values ​​humility. I'm sorry, but people here don't really learn humility, nor do we need to," Fromm said.

Orona couldn't really say anything about it; all the members of the American Pavilion were like that.

After all, those who are selected to enter this powerful mage kingdom are basically the type who can do whatever they want.

"This is infuriating!!"

Mu Tingying, proud and arrogant, was the first to express her dissatisfaction.

What do you mean they don't know how to be humble, nor do they need to be humble? Are all the people here in America this arrogant and conceited?

"Declaring victory so early has successfully piqued my interest in the strength of your national pavilion." Faced with this sarcasm, Gojo Satoru revealed his true colors.

Since everyone else has stopped pretending, there's no need for me to continue acting like a living saint!

When the others saw that Gojo had spoken up, the group fell silent, clearly preparing to watch the show.

After all, as can be seen from the previous list, many countries that were ranked higher than China have been defeated here.

This truly demonstrates that their strength has reached a certain level!

Without further small talk, Oruna led the Chinese group to the American players.

There were about seven or eight people there, among whom a handsome man with a headscarf and hat stood out, not because of his outstanding appearance, but because he was loudly reprimanding his teammates.

"This is our national team captain, Boblin," Fromm introduced.

Upon hearing the voice, Boblin stopped his tirade against his men, turned around, glanced at the Chinese team, and said, "Let's not waste any more time and just go up and fight, shall we?"

"Shouldn't the competition rules be agreed upon beforehand?"

Nan Jue felt that Boblin was being a bit too hasty.

"Oh, right, then how about a standard five-on-five, one game to decide the winner?" Boblin said casually.

Nan Jue did not refuse again, and turned to discuss with Ai Jiangtu and the others who should go.

"Hey, you white-haired guy, didn't I hear you single-handedly took down the pirates from the Crimson Guild? Now, do you dare to step up and fight?" Fromm directly challenged Gojo Satoru, who seemed nonchalant.

Although this Chinese man was even more handsome than himself, Ferome didn't believe that Gojo Satoru could take down most of the Red Ornament Guild members by himself.

This person is absolutely a fraud.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely going to personally meet those guys who wrote their victory declarations in advance."

Gojo Satoru cracked his long, slender fingers, his words filled with aggression.

(End of this chapter)