Versatile Mage: Start by obtaining the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 400: The Heroes Are Coming

Everyone present was shocked and saw the figure in the black fog clearly. He had the temperament of a white British aristocratic man.

Zhe Luo looked at the hundreds of contestants and said in a low voice: "Everyone, it is normal for plans to have setbacks occasionally, but if nearly a hundred of us join forces, no matter how strong Lu Jun is, he will definitely not be able to win."

After that, dozens of members from various countries quieted down a little. Indeed, with hundreds of high-level wizards joining forces, even one or two supreme wizards of the super level had to avoid their edge.

Then Zhe Luo said, "Besides, if we don't eliminate Lu Jun first, you and I know that we will never win the championship. In addition, he has plundered the resources of so many people. If we can kill him, we will become rich overnight."

Everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help but be moved by the situation and the interests involved.

Someone asked in Interlingua: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry." Zhe Luo smiled and clapped his hands, saying, "We will be responsible for the main attack, and you will be responsible for the containment."

Soon, several more people walked out from the black fog behind him, and the contestants present looked shocked.

"This is... Acker from the American team, Reddy and Qiao Sen from the German team, and Saint Asharuya from Greece..."

Someone exclaimed and called out the names of several people. All of them were core players of major powers, superstars of the National Government Competition, and their fighting power was a level higher than others.

At the same time, the audience outside also saw this scene and had different expressions.

The people of most countries were ecstatic and said, "Hahaha, calling this Chinese person arrogant will surely be targeted by nearly a hundred contestants."

"Okay, okay, let's try to defeat the Chinese team in one fell swoop, so they can't even enter the big duel."

This was particularly uncomfortable for Chinese netizens, a reversal of two levels. They protested indignantly: "Damn, this is so outrageous, it completely violates the rules of the competition, right?"

Even the leader of the competition hesitated and held an emergency meeting internally for a heated discussion.

It is not uncommon for multiple people to besiege a treasure hunt in previous competitions. This is a normal phenomenon. The formation of alliances leads to infinite changes, adding a lot of fun and competitiveness.

But it was the first time in history that Lu Jun was besieged by all the contestants like a wild boss.

No matter how the audience complained, the Chinese people understood that Lu Jun's elimination was inevitable, and no one could withstand such targeting.

In fact, while Western netizens said that it was a good job, they were indeed impressed by the other party's dominance and invincibility. Facing the crowd alone and never returning, it was a perfect interpretation of the superheroism of Western values.

Some people even complained, "Oh my god, our contestants have no martial ethics. With hundreds of people besieging them, they still lose even if they win, which means they will never be as good as Mr. Lu."

As for Jiuzhou Tangyue, Ding Yumian, Lu Mei and other familiar audience members, they all frowned and couldn't help but worry about Lu Jun.

In the Huaxia VIP room, several super-class mages also stirred up a dispute. Zu Huiyin criticized, "Mr. Lu is too vindictive. If he only liquidated some of the Western government members who participated in the siege of our players, he would not have aroused public anger."

In addition, she saw another scene where Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, and Irene were ambushed by more than a dozen people due to continuous robbery. She said, "Mo Fan is also a robber. Such acts of robbery are detrimental to the image of our country."

Now the treasure hunt is completely divided into two battlefields, one big and one small. The big one is the hundreds of people led by Zhe Luo who plan to encircle and suppress Lu Jun, and the small one is Mo Fan fighting alone against the remaining players from the national government.

The Chinese team truly lived up to its reputation by single-handedly competing against all the other nations, and the order of the treasure hunt collapsed.

In Zu Huiyin's opinion, it was all unnecessary. A lack of patience would ruin a great plan. In order to win the overall championship, some trivial matters could be abandoned. This was clearly the team with the greatest hope of winning the championship, but it ended up like this.

Shao Zheng was unhappy when he heard this, and said, "Secretary Zu, that's not what you mean. If others can do it, can't we do it? I think Lu Jun is good. He counterattacks fiercely and kills the enemy completely."

"But what is the current situation?" Zu Huiyin choked and accused: "These two people are disorganized and undisciplined. Especially before the game, Lu Jun slaughtered the entire Lu family because of a dispute over the number of members. His crime is extremely heinous."

Han Ji could hear something behind the words. According to his understanding, in the ancient capital, Lu Jun killed Zu Jiming, who happened to have a close relationship with Zu Huiyin. The Lu Zhantian branch of the Lu family happened to be the political force that supported her.

I guess he is just taking advantage of this topic.

"Secretary Zu." Han Ji could no longer sit still and said seriously, "You shouldn't accuse the captain of the Guofu team like this."

Zu Huiyin sneered, “I think Lu Jun and Mo Fan have to bear heavy responsibility now. We will punish them after the game.”

Han Ji said righteously, "Forgive me for not agreeing with this. Mr. Lu and his partner have done a righteous thing. They have made great contributions to Jiuzhou. No matter what the result of this Venice competition is, they should not be punished. Instead, it is your secretary Zu who needs to apologize to the two for the accusations just now."

Zu Huiyin was stunned when he heard this, and said gloomily, "What?! I want to apologize to these two people? They are worthy of your protection."

"I have my reasons." He took a deep breath, "I think the truth about the ancient capital's undead disaster should be revealed today. I will reveal it after the treasure hunt is over."

Han Ji chose this time to announce it for two reasons. First, Lu Jun and Mo Fan's cultivation had soared, and they were strong enough to protect themselves. Second, it was to help them resolve the public opinion surrounding their failure in the competition.

No matter what the reason was for Lu Jun and Mo Fan's loss, their actions of abolishing the cultivation of government members and forcibly snatching players from other countries will cause great controversy.

Hearing this, Zu Huiyin felt a little uneasy. She had kept silent before because she saw that Lu Jun was so powerful. But now that she saw that the two of them were doomed, she jumped out, grabbed the braid and attacked fiercely.

Shao Zheng tried to smooth things over, "Well, anything is possible before the game is over."

The comments in the live broadcast room were no longer hopeful. When discussing the loss of the Chinese team, could they be called the uncrowned king? It was a pity and aggrieved that they lost. In addition, the special honors they received from all the contestants were full of legends.

Those foreign netizens seem to agree with this statement.

They hoped that the Chinese team would lose, but they felt regretful at the same time.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Lu Jun in the picture and suddenly froze.

On a certain plain, Lu Jun suddenly stopped flying, slowly landed on the ground, sat cross-legged on a boulder, closed his eyes and rested, motionless. His lips moved slightly, and he whispered: "Everyone join forces to besiege us? Come on!"

"I'll just stand there and not move. How are you flea clowns going to perform?!"

The words are transmitted to the outside world through the pictures and are known to hundreds of millions of viewers through broadcasts.

All the people could not help but fall silent, a complex emotion rising up in their hearts. Lu Jun seemed to be the legendary hero, and his whisper was a declaration of war to the whole world. He was not afraid of any challenge!

For some reason, the top leaders of various countries had swollen faces and felt extremely ashamed.

Chapter 401 One against a hundred

Seize the treasure plane.

When Zhe Luo led hundreds of government members to find Lu Jun, they were quite surprised that the other party did not hide or chase them around. Instead, he stood there with a golden sword in hand and waited for them to come.

Zhe Luo's figure appeared in front of Lu Jun, and he said with emotion: "You are worthy of the title of the first in the national government, but it's a pity that it will end today. Being besieged by so many people is worthy of your status."

On the boulder on the plain, Lu Jun sensed some movement and slowly opened his eyes. He saw Zhe Luo and a dozen others approaching openly from the front. Behind him and on his left and right, Germany's Redi, Yak, and Qiao Sen, with dozens of scattered people, formed an encirclement and approached him.

Nearly a hundred people were distributed near the plain, setting up a dragnet.

Seeing this, Lu Jun did not show any fear. After listening to Zhe Luo's words, he raised his eyebrows. The number one person in the government in the original timeline personally admitted that he was far inferior to him. He really felt that the world was turned upside down.

"Stop talking nonsense and hit me if you want!"

He stood up suddenly, his body rising up with a huge force, the turbid sky was filled with changing clouds, bluish-white sandstorms that covered the sky and the sun rolled up, and his every move called for "flying sand and running rocks", with the aura of a person with great supernatural powers.

In the vast eye of the wind, a huge black tripod was floating up and down, with the mark of an evil spider engraved in the center, emitting an ominous and desperate aura. It was the Qiankun Realm, the Furnace of Hell.

Moreover, the vast water beneath him overflowed and quickly expanded into a huge and deep black vortex. Layer upon layer of black waves surged up, abundant water vapor filled the air, and the surface was moist, as if a monsoon was blowing.

The North Sea territory, actively attached to the abyss.

Woo woo woo, crash!

Lu Jun stood at the midpoint between heaven and earth. The sky was a blue-white storm, and the earth was a pitch-black ocean abyss. He was like a majestic god of nature, controlling the power of all weather and being invincible.

For a moment, hundreds of contestants from the National Government were shocked and hesitated, not daring to approach.

They knew Lu Jun's strength very well. His best magic was water and curse. He possessed top-level skills, top-grade soul seeds, a transcendent spiritual realm, and a high-level cultivation.

Zhe Luo stared at the Purgatory Furnace, knowing that nearly forty contestants from various countries were suppressed inside, and whispered: "Is this magic still a mid-level evil spider trap?!"

"Damn it!" German Mage Redi saw through the trick and cursed, "Level 5 elementary to intermediate magic, no wonder it's so powerful, far beyond the same level, does this guy have too much money to spend?"

"One of them has forty-nine slave spirits and general spirits, at least one billion, you bastard!"

Qiao Sen had a calm expression on his face, and he shouted to the wavering contestants around him, "Now that the situation has come to this, do you still want to back down? Even if you leave immediately, he will not let you go."

As he finished speaking, he disappeared into the shadows and led the charge. As he disappeared, he controlled the stars. A surge of black fog rose up, threatening to submerge the Black Sea swamp on the ground.

Zhe Luo on the other side also moved, with his hands opened high, his green hair fluttering, and the wind soul seed field unfolded. A large white gale surged up and rolled across the sky, trying to cover the bluish-white sand in the sky.

The two of them are the German captain and the British captain, with high-level third-level shadow and wind cultivation. They are very powerful and have the combat power to directly threaten Lu Jun.

In mid-air, Lu Jun had the furnace of hell above his head and the abyss of the North Sea under his feet. At this moment, he felt that the Qiankun and the North Sea realms were faintly shaking.

This is not over yet. Hundreds of contestants from various countries hesitated for a moment, and then instantly cast magical tests. Countless elementary magics such as dark blue frost, purple violent thunder, dim yellow sharp earth spikes, blazing flames, etc., densely packed and overwhelming, like a colorful magical torrent.

Rumble!

The moment Lu Jun was besieged by hundreds of high-level wizards, he realized the enormous pressure like Mount Tai.

This was different from the two thousand beginner mages he had swept through the Pearl Academy, as everyone at the higher levels was a genius with a wealth of skills and nine skills, and they were not just minions that could be killed at will, they could also siege.

It should be noted that in the original novel, Mo Fan had reached the super level in two systems and mastered the supernatural power. He had a hard time fighting against the forty high-level Blue Star Knights of Parthenon.

Now he is under even greater pressure, and this can be said to be his biggest challenge so far.

"Sea Abyss! Crucible!"

Lu Jun roared, and the black furnace above his head and the black hole vortex under his feet suddenly burst out with a tremendous devouring force. The colorful magic torrent was pulled and changed its direction, and all poured into the two abysses, like a mud cow entering the sea.

Hmm! He forcibly took on this wave of attacks, and felt that the Hell Furnace and the Sea Abyss Whirlpool were almost crushed. The feedback was a shock to his spirit, his blood was churning, and he groaned.

In an area of ​​several kilometers centered on Lu Jun, the two major domains were fighting against countless magics. Some of the aftermath leaked out, and the aura of destructive magic was rampant. The violent energy wave lifted up the three-foot layer of soil, and the dust and gravel were reduced to powder in the sea of ​​​​bright light.

Boom! The grass was flattened, turning into a large sunken white area.

Even so, nearly a hundred high-level mages were stunned as if they were looking at a monster. Their combined firepower was no less than that of an army of thousands of mages, yet the opponent was alone and stood still.

Zhe Luo said sternly: "Don't be afraid, he is struggling now. If he can't bear it a few more times, don't stop and give him a chance to breathe."

Bang bang bang!

As he spoke, his entire body hovered in the void, with white light all around him like a sea. He controlled one thick and sharp tornado after another to hit the vast sea of ​​wind and sand in the sky. Every bombardment caused the air to explode, and a large amount of air flow collapsed.

The Qiankun realm was rolling violently, and the ripples it created were shrinking visibly, from a vast expanse of hundreds of feet long to half the size.

Everyone's expressions became stern and they cast spells quickly without stopping for a moment. The mighty torrent of magic swept over again.

Lu Jun's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He did not retreat a single step, but instead urged the Hell Furnace to stand horizontally in front of him.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the black and red hell furnace flew dozens of meters high and was directly deformed. The surface was bumpy and uneven, and it was even impossible to tell that it was a tripod shape. It looked like a tangled ball of hemp thread.

The Hellfurnace absorbed so much magical power that it almost collapsed.

But Lu Jun was not in a hurry, instead he sneered inexplicably.

Ahhh! Suddenly, a scream came from the furnace of hell, and dozens of chaotic voices overlapped together, some were roaring and cursing, some were begging for mercy, and some were threatening and tempting.

"Damn it, you are torturing us, do you really want us to die?"

"You are making an enemy of the whole world. The forces behind me will not let you go."

"Brother, let me out. I was wrong."

Everyone was shocked, and contestants from all over the world were extremely surprised:

"Wait, I think I heard Hannah's voice just now."

"I heard it too, there's Pyrrhus from my team!"

Qiao Sen, Zhe Luo, Ya Ke and others all looked unhappy and hurriedly said, "Everyone, pause the magic!"

"Hahaha!"

Lu Jun laughed loudly, took a step forward, and said bloodthirstily, "If you have the guts, continue."

Chapter 402 Massacre

On the plain, everyone looked terrified and took a step back.

German captain Johnson suppressed his anger: "Damn it, this guy is taking our players hostage!"

The American team yelled in a stern voice: "You are too shameless. If you don't put down the oppressors quickly..."

Hearing this, Lu Jun laughed out of anger: "How ridiculous! Isn't it shameless for you to besiege us?"

After he finished speaking, everyone was speechless and looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Lu Jun had a grim look on his face. Since his opponent was attacking him without any moral principles, he didn't need to worry about any means. This was the reason why he dared to single-handedly dominate the crowd.

Buzz buzz buzz! The next moment, his eyes flashed fiercely, and with a thought, he released the two evil ghosts of Qiankun. The two evil shadows came behind the two contestants like ghosts.

The female ghost in white held the Kun Tu stick in both hands and smashed it down, hitting a blonde woman's back hard. A large area of ​​gray-white light filled the air, freezing her into a stone sculpture.

The black-robed demon held a sickle in his hand and hooked it at the chest of the black man on the French team. The wind blade left a long and narrow bloody mark, and blood gushed out.