Full-Time Magister: Summoning Agumon at the Start

Chapter 306 Battle Against the American Pavilion

"You guys? Are you still asleep?" Fromm said without any politeness, venting all the grievances he had just suffered from Mo Fan.

Watching the Chinese National Team and her younger brother continue arguing, Oruna didn't know what to say. The members of the American National Team were all like that, with their eyes on the top of their heads, acting like crabs wherever they went, walking sideways everywhere.

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

"This is our captain, Boblin," Fromm introduced briefly.

Boblin stopped his tirade, turned around, glanced at the Chinese team, and said, "Let's not waste that time. A standard five-on-five, one game to decide the winner."

"Indeed, don't waste time. I'm still waiting for you to change that 'fork' to 'back'," Lin Chen said.

Boblin glanced at Lin Chen, seemingly used to seeing such boastful people as Lin Chen, and without saying much, he started selecting people directly. Meanwhile, Oluna's younger brother, Ferome, volunteered and even glanced at Lin Chen and Mo Fan, giving them an attitude of "you two wait and see."

Although many of the countries that failed here were ranked higher than China, the configuration of this year's Chinese National Team is extraordinary, with Lin Chen, Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu, three freaks far surpassing previous years. If they really fought, it's uncertain who would win and who would lose.

After discussion, the Chinese National Team directly sent out Lin Chen and two others, with the starting lineup consisting of Lin Chen,

Ai Jiangtu, Mo Fan, Mu Yingting, and Nan Rongni.

Looking at the five people on the field, the members of the Chinese National Team felt particularly at ease. This was almost the strongest lineup of their Chinese National Team. If they lost, they might as well go home.

Standing in the arena, Lin Chen noticed that everyone on the national team had a serious expression on their face, showing that they took this competition very seriously; while the five people on the other side were looking at them with hostility, probably because Ferome had relayed what he had said to them.

"Alright, let's begin!" Oluna, acting as the referee, announced the start of the competition.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Chen swung his right hand forward, and three star trails appeared in front of everyone in succession. Immediately afterwards, Garurumon, Gatomon, and BlackGatomon appeared in front of Lin Chen at the same time, and three powerful auras swept towards the members of the American Pavilion.

"Three Commander-level creatures!" Boblin's face turned serious. In that instant, he dared not underestimate the Chinese team anymore. With their strength, defeating a Commander-level creature was not difficult, but the problem was that the Chinese National Team had three Commander-level creatures and four strong players.

"Everyone be careful, don't get instantly killed," Boblin said.

The other members of the American Pavilion nodded and released mid-level magic, wanting to test the Digimon summoned by Lin Chen.

However, these magical attacks did not cause much damage to Garurumon. Instead, Garurumon let out a wolf howl, forcing the American Pavilion members to use their defensive magic.

"Wangchi, you hold off those commander-level creatures! Ferome, you take down this summoning mage right now," Boblin ordered.

"Okay! No problem." Fromm readily agreed.

"Captain, this is a three-headed commander-level creature! I can't stop it!" Wang Chi cried out, his voice trembling with tears.

"This isn't a life-or-death battle, you won't die!" Boblin said.

"I'll try my best!" Wang Chi said, taking a step forward. His muscular skin was suddenly covered by a layer of grayish-white rock. This grayish-white color had a metallic sheen, giving it an incredibly hard appearance!

Despite being petrified, Wangchi moved freely and charged directly at Garurumon, blocking its path. With a loud "bang," Wangchi actually managed to stop Garurumon.

"Hardened skin?! Another melee mage with enhanced close-combat abilities, similar to Kasuo's Poison Armor, but with significantly stronger physical strength than Kasuo." Lin Chen looked at the scene before him, slightly surprised.

Garurumon stared intently at Oochi in front of it, and with a flick of its right claw, which had been struck by Oochi, it sent Oochi flying.

"Twenty, hurry up and make your move, or we won't even have a chance to fight!" Mo Fan was stunned for a moment when he saw Lin Chen's Digimon make the first move, then quickly rushed forward.

"Blessing - Enhancement!" Nan Rongni decisively released several blessing spells, which landed on Mo Fan and the others, as well as Lin Chen's Digimon.

With the blessing magic, the Chinese National Team became even more powerful, directly overwhelming the American National Team.

"Damn it, how come the Chinese National Team is so strong!" Boblin cursed angrily.

Boblin originally thought that the main players of the Chinese National Team were all Lin Chen, and that as long as Lin Chen was able to get off the field,

The remaining people shouldn't be a problem.

In the instant of the collision, Boblin discovered that Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu were no less capable than the American National Team.

"Fromm, hurry up, or we'll lose this time!" Boblin shouted.

"Okay!" Fromm was startled and released his wind track, rushing towards Lin Chen at an extremely fast speed. This was the first time he had heard the words "we will lose" from his captain's mouth. It seems that the strength of the Chinese National Team is extraordinary.

As Ferome approached Lin Chen, he waved his hands, and chains of frost shot up from the ground, binding Lin Chen.

Just as the ice chains were about to touch Lin Chen, Lin Chen threw a punch, and a brilliant red star map instantly formed. A pillar of fire swept out, melting all the ice chains in front of him and continuing to bombard Ferom.

Just as the flames were about to touch Felom, a gaseous wing appeared behind him.

He flapped his wings and took off, narrowly dodging Lin Chen's attack.

Before Ferome could rejoice for long, a dark shadow suddenly attacked from below, slapping him on the back and sending him crashing back to the ground.

Fromm fell to the ground, and before he could get up, he saw a figure standing in front of him. He looked up and saw that it was Lin Chen.

Lin Chen raised his right foot and kicked Felom hard in the chest, sending Felom crashing off the fighting field.

Off the fighting field, seeing her younger brother kicked off by Lin Chen, Aoluna's expression turned somewhat grim, but she quickly returned to normal.

Unfortunately, the American delegation made a mistake; they underestimated the strength of the Chinese Nationalist team, which led to their humiliation.