Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 137 The Secret of the Little Loach?

"Too fast!"

"It's an absolute crushing defeat!"

"No wonder he dared to take on three opponents at once!"

The Japanese are talking about it.

These are three mid-level elite mages who have absorbed spirit seeds!

They were defeated just like that?

How come this guy's strength is the same as Ms. Mochizuki Chika?

No, it's even stronger!

You should know that even Ms. Mochizuki Chika could not achieve such an overwhelming dominance in the past!

At this moment, the students guarding the hall no longer questioned Chu Ming's "arrogance," and their eyes showed respect for the strong.

The law of the jungle prevails; strength speaks for itself.

This is also the survival rule for mages in Japan.

"The quality of this year's Huaxia Dharma Masters is really exaggerated."

Meanwhile, Mochizuki Chika was gazing at Chu Ming from afar.

I was equally shocked.

in fact.

Upon seeing Mo Fan.

She was slightly surprised.

At least within the current National Pavilion, there is no mage who can rival Mo Fan.

Chu Ming's strength was even more ridiculously excessive.

With such skill, she is more than qualified to be a mentor at the National Hall!

If it were the previous game.

If I'm fighting him, the outcome is very likely...

……

A few minutes of rest time passed.

The Japanese side has finally adjusted their mindset.

Ready for the next match.

However, in this match, Ai Jiangtu decided to play himself.

The battle began quickly.

The ending was as expected.

Having reached the advanced spatial system, Ai Jiangtu demonstrated powerful control.

They easily secured the final victory.

This match is over.

The Japanese side was completely convinced.

The only victory.

Fortunately, Mo Fan chose the wrong opponent.

Otherwise, this match would have ended in a 3-0 defeat, a disastrous result for Japan.

As expected of Chinese Buddhist masters, this vast and resource-rich land produces a great many talented individuals!

……

Early the next morning.

The National Team set off again, heading to Tokyo.

Originally, the match ended that day.

There are many families in Japan.

They wanted to keep Guan Yu, Chu Ming, Mo Fan, Ai Jiangtu, and others longer, leading them on a tour of Osaka for a few days.

Especially some second-rate families.

Upon learning that Mo Fan was not from a prominent Chinese family but rather a commoner, they all extended olive branches, offering their daughters in marriage alliances to secure his future.

Mo Fan also clearly understands his own value.

It's impossible to be tied to a second-rate family in Japan.

But he is still very enthusiastic about the sugar coating on the sugar-coated bullet.

That night, he and Zhao Manyan stayed out all night without making any promises.

Guan Yu, Zu Jiming, and others also received invitations.

But given their background...

How could they possibly be interested in a powerful family from Japan? They simply refused.

Several girls found the men's arrogant yet obsequious attitude disgusting.

He then urged the two captains to hurry up and head to Tokyo.

Because everyone's identity is still frozen, they cannot take the train.

Ultimately, they had no choice but to take a bus to Tokyo.

On the bus.

Mo Fan watched the scenery outside the window flash by, his eyes glazed over, feeling drowsy.

"I have something to tell you." Zhao Manyan suddenly pushed Mo Fan hard.

What the hell are you doing?!

Mo Fan was abruptly awakened and felt somewhat irritated.

"Can't you even take a break from your own petty problems?"

Mo Fan rolled his eyes and couldn't help but curse.

Ever since Zhao Manyan was given the evil wooden fish by the Soul Hook, he would constantly talk nonsense to him whenever he wasn't with a woman, which Zhao Manyan found unbearable.

"Something's really not right!"

"I dreamt again of the dark shadows beneath the ship we saw at sea!"

"Then, I dreamed that the enormous creature appeared in the sea that Shuangshouge was looking out over."

"I have a feeling... like something's watching me!"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Zhao Manyan said somewhat irritably.

Mo Fan was about to scold Zhao Manyan when he suddenly remembered the mad monk ghost in the temple that day.

That evil wooden fish?!

Could this be a sign of demonic possession?

Holy crap, what if he goes crazy one day?

If Zhao Manyan loses his mind, he might do it himself!

After all, I'm the closest person to him.

"Wait a moment."

Mo Fan suddenly stood up, went to Chu Ming's side in the front seat, and whispered.

"Old Chu, could you let your dark contracted beast take a look at Zhao Manyan? I suspect he's been affected by that wooden fish and is possessed!"

"Don't worry, that wooden fish won't harm him." Chu Ming had already overheard their conversation and laughed. "Besides, compared to my dark contract beast, you're the one who can help him solve his problem."

"I can handle this?" Mo Fan asked, puzzled.

"Back in the ancient royal tomb, how did you communicate with the thing in your palm?" Chu Ming asked with a smile.

Mo Fan's pupils shrank instantly.

The little loach swallowed the entire Lotus of Immortality in one go in order to absorb it.

Although Chu Ming didn't say much afterward.

But Mo Fan always felt that he was being seen through.

Sure enough, the little loach's existence was exposed last time.

"You'll have to deal with the things you're bound to yourselves. The background of that thing is quite significant!" Chu Ming waved his hand.

Mo Fan was taken aback.

He then slowly sat back down in his seat.

"You told me to wait, wait for what?" Zhao Manyan asked curiously when he saw Mo Fan staring blankly after returning.

"Stop nagging. Communicate with the wooden fish yourself. Go talk to it whenever you want. Don't bother me."

Mo Fan waved his hand impatiently.

He had a general idea of ​​what Zhao Manyan's vessel was.

But Chu Ming's words had a hidden meaning.

What's the secret of the little loach?

……

Time passed slowly.

Tokyo is almost here.

Ai Jiangtu clapped his hands and said, "Gentlemen, we are about to arrive at our destination in Japan: Tokyo Naval Battle City, the real training ground."

"For this training exercise, each country contributed a batch of resources to the Magic Association to supply all the national teams that are training around the world."

"As far as I know, there are still quite a few people in the team who haven't been promoted to higher ranks yet."

"Teams that perform well during their training in Naval Battle City can obtain very substantial resources, which is an opportunity for you to advance."

"Resources for advancing to higher ranks, what a great thing!!" Zhao Manyan exclaimed excitedly.

Mu Tingying smiled smugly: "Don't worry, Young Master Zhao, those resources won't be available to you substitutes."

"Holy crap, no way?" Zhao Manyan's eyes widened.

Ai Jiangtu nodded and said, "Resources will indeed not be allocated to substitutes."

"Being able to participate in this National Government training is already a chance for you to be substitutes. You still want resources? Dream on!" Guan Yu added sarcastically at the opportune moment.

"Damn, you talk like you're already at a high level. You're no better than me, just a mid-level trash!" Zhao Manyan retorted.

"Ahem, there are actually quite a few mid-level mages in the team," Jiang Yu reminded them.

"Sorry, it was a slip of the tongue."

"Stop fooling around, I haven't finished speaking."

Ai Jiangtu interrupted the noise and continued, "In short, according to the mentors' requirements, the final official competition list must include the most outstanding individuals."

Upon hearing this...

The team members suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Sitting in the back row, Mu Ningxue's originally calm eyes suddenly showed a hint of anxiety.

(End of this chapter)