Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 120 Fromm

All eyes turned to Lu Yilin, their contempt undisguised.

Lu Yilin immediately became enraged and said, "You—"

He was interrupted by Zhang Chen after only uttering one word. Zhang Chen was already annoyed enough by his daily filth, and now he suspected that the Lu family members were all insane. Lu Nian, Lu Zhenghe, and Lu Yilin were all like lunatics. He said without any mercy, "What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'I remember your national team has never won in China! If it weren't for the voices in China saying it was unfair, would you even be up here! Didn't you see the duel between Li Kaifeng and Guan Yu? Don't you have any idea what your own strength is?"

"It hasn't even started yet! He's already chickening out. He's so bad at the game, and he loves to play! And he's such a coward!"

Lu Yilin's forehead veins bulged, his face was ferocious, and golden light shone in his eyes.

You can see star charts appearing around him, quickly forming a complete golden constellation.

"Are you an idiot?!" Zhang Chen directly used his mental power to make the golden light in Lu Yilin's eyes and the constellations around him disappear quickly. "Slap yourself and calm down! I feel like your whole Lu family is sick! There's even a faint stench on you!" Zhang Chen said speechlessly. Lu Yilin slapped himself hard with both hands again and again. The National Team members looked at Lu Yilin as if he were some kind of absolute idiot. A strange light flashed in Aoluna's eyes.

Zhang Chen noticed this naturally, gave her an apologetic smile, pointed to his head, and said, "This person just came from our country; he seems a bit mentally unstable!"

"Hmph! Treating your teammates like that, I think you're the one with a normal brain!" Fromm said. Zhang Chen couldn't help but laugh. People really do laugh when they're speechless. He retorted directly, "Look your sister in the eyes, and then tell me what you're thinking? Then examine yourself and see if you're normal or not."

Everyone immediately adopted a gossipy expression. His sister also looked at Fromm, who looked flustered and quickly said, "I didn't, I'm perfectly normal!"

But his expression said it all. Oluna said coldly, "I'm your own sister. I hope you'll always remember that!"

Fromm had a look on his face like he'd just eaten shit. Apart from Lu Yilin slapping himself, the rest of the National Team couldn't stop themselves from smirking.

Oluna seemed to be getting grumpy too, saying, "Let's hurry up and go, the National Team is still waiting!"

Fromm's eyes sharpened as he stared at Zhang Chen. Even without saying a word, Zhang Chen knew he was telling him: You're dead meat during the National Pavilion Challenge!

Zhang Chen just smiled and didn't say anything. When they arrived at the U.S. Pavilion, the observant Jiang Shaoxu noticed a large display board inside with the flags of many countries on it.

The time was written next to the national flag, and then there was a big X at the very end!

"What is this?" Jiang Shaoxu asked.

"Records of challenges from various countries." Oluna casually said, "Does this cross mean they failed? 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 was somewhat amazed by the strength of the American National Pavilion, estimating it to be stronger than the national governments of some upper-middle-class countries. However, after their training, the Chinese team was not afraid of the American National Pavilion, but rather felt eager to try.

Although they are members of the National Pavilion, after such a long period of training, they are certainly no longer just mid-level mages. After all, this is one of the world's strongest nations, and it's a good opportunity to test the training results of the others in the team besides Zhang Chen and Mo Fan.

"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, this is just too outrageous!!" Jiang Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

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

The members of the national team are a group of substitutes among substitutes. It is quite astonishing that so many national first-team players have all failed here. At the same time, it has brought even greater psychological pressure to everyone who was already feeling uneasy!

"Speaking of which, I can understand why all these countries have crossed out their names, since none of them have succeeded. But why is there a cross next to our Chinese flag, which is marked today?" Jiang Shaoxu couldn't help but ask.

Fromm glanced down and chuckled, saying, "I guess the captain knew you were coming, so he wrote your information down. Since the end result was the same, he just filled it in to avoid having to scribble anything down—the captain is the kind of person who'll get angry even if you take five extra seconds of his time!"

"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, haven't received the Challenge Medal. Do you really think you can?"

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

"Nan Jue has also spoken."

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

Zhang Chen was speechless. How come there are so many people with mental problems?

Oruna couldn't really say anything about it. All the members of the American Pavilion were like that. After all, those who could be selected to enter such a powerful mage kingdom were basically the type to walk around with impunity. Hopefully, they would be more restrained after this battle.

"This is infuriating!"

Although Mu Tingying doesn't usually talk much in front of Zhang Chen and Mo Fan, she is still proud and arrogant at heart, and 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?

Orona led everyone to the American team members, who numbered about seven or eight. One of them, a handsome man with a headscarf, stood out, not because of his outstanding appearance, but because he was loudly reprimanding his teammates.

"This is our captain, Boblin," Fromm said.

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Boblin stopped his tirade, turned around, glanced at the Chinese team, and said, "Let's not waste any more time and just go in 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.