NABC Chapter 134: Showing respect by offering one hand.
Chapter 134: Showing respect by offering one hand.
Chapter 134: Showing Respect by Offering One Hand
As soon as Jiang Shaoxu said this, all the Japanese in the Nishigami Pavilion were furious!
To describe obtaining the national emblem as leaving footprints on their faces is a blatant insult!
The banquet fell silent immediately; as the saying goes, the calm before the storm is the calm.
"Jiang Shaoxu, don't be like this..." Mo Fan tugged at Jiang Shaoxu.
Mochizuki Chika had already stood up from her seat. Seeing that Mo Fan was trying to dissuade the extremely arrogant Jiang Shaoxu, she calmed down a little.
"You girls have all eaten your fill in Osaka, but we haven't. We need to eat first so we'll have the energy to beat them up," Mo Fan said.
The Japanese in the Nishimori-kaku all twitched their faces, their minds screaming with at least a thousand "Baka yaru" (idiots).
The anger that Mochizuki Chika hadn't even had a chance to swallow almost turned into a mouthful of blood gushing from her throat, but the silver spoon in her hand made a creaking sound as it snapped in two!
These Japanese people didn't get enough to eat, but they were full of anger!
This tiny place is, after all, a place where talented people emerge in large numbers, and in terms of the overall strength of their mages, it is no less than that of the five major sects.
They never expected that the group of members from the Kyushu Kingdom would be so arrogant and conceited. They had never seen anyone dare to bully others like this on someone else's territory!
"Since you're so eager for an education, don't blame us for not being hospitable enough. Someone, set up the arena now, make sure this sparring begins right after the banquet!" Fujikata Nobuko said.
"Hi, Nobuko-sensei!"
The apprentices immediately ran out of the banquet and began to set up the venue for their sparring match.
The banquet ended amidst a tense atmosphere, and Lu Jie and his team, led by the Japanese side, arrived at the training ground.
The runway is quite large; it could easily be used as an acceleration runway for some passenger planes.
The arena is diamond-shaped, with three corners exposed at a height of seven or eight hundred meters in the air. Apart from the invisible barrier, there is not even a single railing.
The diamond-shaped arena is not thick, and looks more like a sheet, supported by a rock formation extending from the mountain below.
"This diamond-shaped arena is made of gray crystal, so don't worry about your magic breaking it. You are far from being able to unleash the power that could shatter it! You should also discuss who will fight," Fujikata Nobuko said.
Ai Jiangtu led everyone aside, only to find that some of them had already taken their anger out on others, leaving him with a helpless expression.
"We've already chosen the three of them," Ai Jiangtu said.
These three were Lu Jie, Mo Fan, and Guan Yu, who had locked onto their opponents.
"Can't you count? It's five against five. You choose five for our side and we choose five," said the blond Okamoto Takashi.
"We won three out of five matches, so we've won," Ai Jiangtu said.
"So you're only choosing three people?" A Japanese military officer in uniform raised his thick eyebrows, his eyes already showing anger.
Honestly, if he were thirty or forty years younger, he would have jumped out and taught this arrogant Kyushu player a lesson!
Without further ado, let's begin the 3V5.
The first match was between Guan Yu and Okamoto Takashi from Japan.
Both are speed-type fighters, and the entire arena is filled with their wind tracks, crisscrossing like countless tracks.
The two continued to test and clash, and finally at the last moment, Guan Yu's arm armor pierced into Okamoto Takashi's armored magic tool, and blood gushed from the wound.
Guan Yu was also badly hurt. He was hit by the wind track trap set by Okamoto Takashi and was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the hard floor.
However, the official fish still won the competition.
"Now it's finally my turn." Lu Jie stretched and slowly walked into the arena.
"It's you, Mochizuki Chika. Stop looking. If it weren't for that bearded old man interfering with my discipline last time, you wouldn't be able to escape on the competition stage this time!" Lu Jie pointed directly at Mochizuki Chika and said without any politeness.
Mochizuki Chika frowned. What she couldn't tolerate the most was this guy, and that rude brat!
Wang Yuemingjian and the others' expressions changed slightly, then they laughed and said, "Lu Jie, you should find someone else."
"What, do you think I can't beat her, or is she one of your national academy's instructors?" Lu Jie raised an eyebrow.
Wangyue Mingjian nodded.
"Heh." Lu Jie scoffed and said, "I can't stand her. Who cares if she's a mentor or whatever? She'll come down here and get a beating."
"You think you can challenge our Miss Qianxun? Don't you think you're just showing off your limited skills in front of an expert?" said one of the Japanese students with a rooster-like hairstyle.
"You damn chicken head, why the hell are you spouting nonsense here? Why don't you and Mochizuki Chika come at me together?" Lu Jie provocatively said.
The Japanese student with the rooster-like haircut turned pale. What had he just called him? Dead Rooster Head?!
Mo Fan burst into laughter: "You dead chicken head... Hahaha, Lao Lu, I acknowledge your attack power. Apart from me, no one can compare to you, hahaha."
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to hit Mochizuki Chika!" Seeing that Mochizuki Meiken still wanted to say something, Lu Jie interrupted him directly.
"Since you insist on challenging me, then I'll spar with you!" Mochizuki Chika slowly stood up.
She left her seat and went to the fighting platform, where Lu Jie was facing her.
"This arrogant guy actually chose Miss Qianxun."
"Hahaha, I can already picture him being beaten to his knees and begging for mercy by Miss Qianxun."
"..."
The students from the National Academy in the seats were already whispering among themselves, all mocking Lu Jie's actions.
Just as the referee called "start," Lu Jie put one hand behind his back, which puzzled everyone present.
"What do you mean?" Mochizuki Chika's face darkened.
"It doesn't mean anything, I'm just giving you one hand as a sign of 'respect'," Lu Jie said.
Mochizuki Chika was furious but laughed instead. "Fine, fine, fine, so you're going to let me use one hand to show 'respect'? You think you can play games like this? I'll beat you until you beg for mercy on your knees in a minute!"
In an instant, gray-blue plant vines appeared on the arena, swarming towards Lu Jie.
With a wave of his hand, Lu Jie sent several blue fireballs, each the size of a basketball, flying out.
Upon contact with the gray-blue plant vines, they instantly burst into flames, forming a wall of cyan fire that subsequent plant vines were unable to penetrate.
The intense heat caused Wangyue Mingjian and the others to change their expressions, exclaiming in surprise, "A Soul Seed?"
Mochizuki Chika's expression changed slightly. No wonder she was so confident, it turned out she was a Soul Seed.
However, there was little panic in her eyes. What about a soul seed? It all depends on whether the owner knows how to use it!
She immediately unleashed the mid-level water magic, Storm Wave. However, the moment the Storm Wave touched the blue fire wall, it hissed and a large amount of water vapor filled the entire arena.
In the hazy steam, the bluish flames could be faintly seen still burning brightly.
(End of this chapter)