Chapter 925 Persuading Surrender?

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"No... no way, it's all down??"

"Damn, if I take this punch, I will die seven or eight times, and the British perverts are still alive!"

The defense ability of the British team is too perverted. This high-level water magic - Blooming Canopy, a light-type middle-level Blessing Holy Shield, and then three people summoned the shield magic tool at the same time. The cooperation is seamless and unexpected!

It stands to reason that the magic shield of any British team member may still be broken by Mo Fan's punch, but three shields are superimposed...

Alas, I really can't blame Mo Fan for not being strong enough, it's because the members of the British team are all ridiculously strong and well-trained.

"It's not over yet!!"

Mo Fan suddenly yelled, and the wings on his back that landed on the ground followed his shoulders, and all of them turned into pieces and flew away.

Thousand layers of fire feathers!

The flame of the fist had not subsided completely, and hundreds of fire feathers flew towards the three British players immediately.

The number of fire feather blasts was numerous, and immediately produced a persistent continuous flame blast, which made the three British players unprepared.

Having just used up the magic shield, they had to call out their magic armor in a panic.

The defensive capabilities of magic armor are similar, and the value of really good magic armor is extremely expensive, so even among the members of the national team, there may not be someone who will spend a lot of money on magic armor. After all, equipping this thing is far from cultivation. So practical.

Except for the blue-red long armor on Irene's body that could really withstand the terrifying explosion of the thousands of layers of fire feathers, the other two were directly naked and injured...

"I...I can't do it anymore." Shad majored in the summoning system. When he realized that the situation was not good, he jumped out of the battlefield in a hurry.

The blasting was still going on, and if he endured it for a while, he would probably be burnt from the outside. He didn't want to be seriously injured in such a competition and have to rest in bed, that would affect his cultivation too much.

The other team member couldn't hold it back either. If the power of the Thousand Layers of Fire Feather was concentrated, it would be somewhat stronger than the Flame Sword. It would be impossible to rely solely on magic armor to resist.

As far as Irene with the golden eyes, her magic armor is obviously high-quality,

The Thousand Layers of Fire Feather left some explosion marks on her body, but did not really hurt her. From this, it can be seen that this Irene is the strongest among the four.

Two of her team members retreated wisely, and she was the only one left in the arena.

After the flames finally dissipated, Irene was actually in a bit of a mess, her delicate, beautiful and neat hair was in a mess.

Even so, she still maintained her inherent elegance, and said, "I heard that there is a very strong player in the China National Pavilion, and it must be you, but your strength is still beyond my expectations."

"Two against one, you have no chance of winning, admit defeat." Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan really showed his hole cards today. This is actually not a good thing. After all, everyone is going to meet in the final battlefield in Venice. Most players are unwilling to reveal their strength prematurely. Mo Fan has no choice. If he wants to return to the national team, he has to kill the British team that came to challenge this time.

"That's not necessarily the case." Irene combed all her hair back, revealing a very three-dimensional beautiful little face, with a pair of golden eyes that are particularly moving, full of exotic flavors.

"Don't be like this, it's just a sparring match, you just let us win, it's no good for everyone to hand over their cards here..." Mo Fan said.

Mù Nujiao on the side immediately rolled her eyes.

When others say that kind of thing, it shows that she is going to fight seriously, how can she persuade others like this!

"You still have cards?" Irene blinked her eyes, a little surprised and interested.

"Of course, you can just grab any Chinese and inquire about it. I, Mo Fan, am a mage who relies on something for a living. I know you must have tricks that are useless, but fighting hard is not good for anyone... let alone my side There are two people," Mo Fan said.

Irene looked at Mo Fan and thought about it seriously.

All the people watching from the arena were speechless, what the hell is this persuading you to surrender? ? Can you still play like this? ?

"Well, we don't care about this medal. I think you will definitely join the national team, and then we will compete again." Irene nodded.

After finishing speaking, Irene walked off the ring under everyone's surprise, and chose to give up the fight.

The atmosphere of the audience has changed!

"This...this fucking is okay???" Dongfang Lie, who was badly injured, cried out.

"Win, we won??" Mù Nujiao was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Mù Nujiao really thought it was nonsensical for Mo Fan to persuade others to surrender, but the British girl with golden eyes didn't follow the rules! ! !

Everyone can see that she must be the strongest among the four, and she has basically used no other magic except for the two splash screens, and she can even resist the offensive of Mo Fan. The strength is absolutely extraordinary. Just when everyone thought she was going to start a fierce counterattack, Mo Fan dismissed her with a few words...

Not to mention that the guards were so speechless that they couldn't be more speechless, even the people on the British team had a bitter face, completely stupefied!

"I'll treat you to some delicious food later, it's absolutely authentic Chinese food, hehe!" Mo Fan grinned, and suddenly felt that the girl with golden eyes, Irene, was quite interesting.

"Okay, I really like your food here." Irene's eyes flickered immediately.

It can be seen from the way she dresses in China that she really likes the culture here...

"Irene, you're not doing well."

"Someone just bought you off??"

Irene glared at these people, and those who had some minor opinions immediately shut up.

Well, you are a little princess, you can do whatever you like...

Anyway, their British team basically don't have to worry about not being able to enter the water capital of Venice, and it would be no pain to them to lose a medal here.

Of course, Mo Fan's terrifying fighting power has already left a very deep impression on all of them. It is really amazing that such a strong man jumped out of the guards. I think he will definitely enter the national team in the future. It is a powerful enemy that they need to pay special attention to.

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"Grandpa, they seem to have won." The braided girl said.

Feng Li slowly closed his chin, not knowing how to evaluate this battle.

Undoubtedly, the strength Mo Fan showed was astonishing. Whether it was the Fire Wing Fist or the follow-up Thousand Layer Fire Feather, even a strong team like the UK could not resist.

If this guy wasn't so disorganized, Feng Li would still praise him.

"I didn't expect him to become so strong..." Dean Songhe also stroked his beard.

It's really amazing to be able to kill the British team, not to mention that Mo Fan led a team that was mostly at the peak of the middle level, and defeated the four teams that were all high-level mages.

Feng Li walked down from the viewing seats and walked in front of Mo Fan.

"Do you want to stay here, or go back to the national team?" Feng Li said to Mo Fan angrily.

"Don't be so aggressive, of course I will return to the national team, you old man, don't put on a sullen face all day long, and make everyone in the world owe hundreds of millions." Mo Fan said.

"How did you talk to the elders!"

"Grandpa, look, I'm not the only one saying this to you, so I can't keep a sullen face all day long, hehe~" the braided girl laughed.

Feng Li didn't have much temper in front of his granddaughter. Seeing that Mo Fan gave them a big embarrassment for the National Pavilion today, Feng Li didn't care about leaving the team without authorization with Mo Fan.

"Pack up your things, we will head to South America in a few days." Songhe said to Mo Fan with a smile.

Songhe's attitude is very different from Feng Li's, and I don't know why the tempers of the two great mentors are so different, one stinks like a stone in a latrine, and the other is so gentle and kind.

"Okay." Mo Fan nodded.

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Mo Fan is a trustworthy person, he said he would invite someone to eat, and he did so. He took Irene to find an authentic crayfish shop. At the beginning, Irene saw the people at the next table rudely breaking apart the greasy red spicy shrimp. , with a bit of hesitation on her small face, after Mo Fan peeled one for her, Irene was out of control after taking a bite, eating two catties by herself, and her mouth was full of chili oil happily.

"It's really delicious, I've never eaten such delicious food!" Irene's stomach is a little full, and there is not much crayfish meat, so it is not easy to eat enough.

Afterwards, Mo Fan took this little British princess who loves to eat and play to some more interesting places, which made other people from the British team think that Mo Fan had kidnapped her.

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"We should go. There is still a long way to go. The next time we meet, it will only be in Venice. I look forward to seeing you show your full strength." Irene, who had a great time, said seriously to Mo Fan .

"At that time, I won't be merciful just because you are a beautiful woman. Speaking of which, I should leave for South America tomorrow." Mo Fan also expressed his attitude.

"Our next stop is Japan, see you later!"

Irene bid farewell to Mo Fan, and Mo Fan packed his things himself, preparing to leave for South America early tomorrow morning.

South America is a land with the most primitive features. The deserts, jungles, and rivers there seem to still retain the appearance of thousands of years ago, and they have suffered relatively little human encroachment.

Of course, it’s not that people don’t want to expand their cities, factories, and roads, but that South America is a huge den of monsters, and the monsters there are notoriously bloodthirsty and rampant! !

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