Versatile Mage: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 107 The national team has a gap in strength

Su Zhe deliberately released his momentum as soon as he came in. He didn't want to attract a swarm of flies buzzing in his ears like Mo Fan did. It was better to scare some people as soon as he came.

The aura of the high-level third-level space system suppressed everyone at once. Even a person like Nan Jue, who was born in a military academy, had a strong willpower and found it difficult to resist. There was an obvious look of pain on his face.

They were just a group of mid-level mages, but they had arrogant eyes that reached the top of their heads.

Thanks to Mo Fan for being able to tolerate them for so long, Su Zhe only had four words for people like Mu Tingying.

A bunch of idiots*

The ultimate bad mouth and publicity can bring the ultimate enjoyment. Without this group of teammates who are obviously bastards and think they are in the C position, Su Zhe can still win the first place.

The abyss-like aura erupted, and Guan Yu, who was still calm at first, couldn't stand it anymore. He was an assassin mage with high attack and low defense, and he couldn't resist such a powerful aura.

Feng Li watched with cold eyes. The impression these people had left on him these days was not very good. It would be nice to let Su Zhe put some pressure on them.

Seeing that everyone was almost unsteady, Dean Songhe said, "Okay, Su Zhe, stop."

Seeing Dean Songhe speak, Su Zhe shrugged and regained his momentum, "Just to see if they can be my teammates."

Zu Jiming was breathing heavily, with some fear remaining in his eyes. He wanted to scold Su Zhe for his arrogance, but he really didn't have the courage to speak. He was a standard person who bullied the weak and feared the strong.

Nanrong Ni swallowed his saliva and quickly thought about the possibility of hooking up with Su Zhe. Their Nanrong family has declined, and what they need is the addition of fresh blood. If nothing else, Su Zhe will become a four-series super in the future. It is definitely a sure thing to become a Master. If she, Nan Rong Ni, can seduce Su Zhe, her status in the family will definitely rise to the next level.

At this moment, Feng Li has completely seen the stratification of the personnel in the national team. Su Zhe is definitely the only one and beats the others. Ai Jiangtu alone occupies the second position, and the others People are in the third category and can be replaced.

Instructor Feng Li coughed lightly and walked to Su Zhe's side, "Well, Su Zhe, I heard from others that you seem to have a good relationship with another reserve team member, Mo Fan. Can you contact him quickly? He is almost the last one." ”

Feng Li's tone was very polite. He didn't want Su Zhe to have a bad impression of him because of a dispensable reserve team member. After all, Mo Fan and Su Zhe were friends. If he showed some dissatisfaction with Mo Fan, Good emotions are definitely not good.

Su Zhe nodded, "Teacher, you're welcome. I'll contact Mo Fan now."

Before Su Zhe could take out his phone, Mu Ningxue arrived. Mu Tingying and Guan Yu, who had just been shocked by Su Zhe's strength, began to mock her.

Guan Yu snorted coldly. Just now he went to chat with Mu Ningxue, but Mu Ningxue didn't even bother him. Now he had to ridicule her, "Humph, you have the nerve to come here after being kicked out of the national team."

Mu Tingying's words were even more harsh, "Some family members of the Black Vatican should stop coming here to sensationalize themselves."

Dean Songhe's eyes revealed some pity. He knew the situation of his students, but the influence of the Black Church was too great. He did not allow Mu Ningxue to participate in the World University Competition to protect her.

What happened next is self-evident. Mu Ningxue relied on her strong strength to convince the money-loving mentor Feng Li.

Su Zhe spoke at the right time. After all, she was Mo Fan's future wife. She would inevitably have to deal with her in the future. Building a good relationship with Mu Ningxue, a powerful mage, was a sure-profit deal.

"I think Mu Ningxue can join the team. The strength she has shown is much stronger than those in the team who obviously rely on connections."

Zu Jiming's face turned very ugly because he had something in his heart, but he couldn't say anything. If he spoke at this time, he would be asking for trouble.

Feng Li nodded, "Let's just be a reserve team member first. Anyway, we will need to replace them in the training process for more than a year, so it doesn't matter if we have a few more."

Mu Ningxue returned to the team and looked at Su Zhe, who had tortured her at Imperial University two years ago, with complicated eyes. She did not expect that this stranger, whom she had only met once, would actually help her. "Thank you……"

Su Zhe smiled nonchalantly, "You are indeed very strong. If you had used this move on me during the competition, I would have had to work hard to block it. Besides, you are not Mo Fan's. Girlfriend? Of course it makes sense for me to help you."

Mu Ningxue's face turned red, "I'm not that guy's girlfriend, just an ordinary friend."

"Oh, I don't believe it."

Mu Ningxue: ...Okay, it’s up to you to look at it.

……

Mo Fan, who had arrived late, looked at the strange atmosphere in the venue and walked towards Su Zhe with some confusion. Here he also met Su Zhe and Mu Ningxue.

Mo Fan looked at the crowd. A group of guys gathered together and whispered. From time to time, he glanced at Su Zhe who was standing aside. A boy with a dark complexion who looked like he was related to the military hugged his shoulders and closed his eyes to rest. His appointed future girlfriend Mu Ning Xue was chatting with Su Zhe.

Mo Fan had just finished dealing with Xinxia and Wuzhen's affairs, and the aftereffects of coming down from Huashan Mountain had not disappeared yet, so he couldn't finish talking.

He was not as lucky as Su Zhe. After the incident in the ancient capital, Huashan Mountain near the ancient capital had been closed. There were no tourists on the mountain, and the mobile phone signal could not be received. He could only talk to the old Taoist priest every day, which made him feel sick. The grass is growing.

"Su Zhe, Su Zhe, let me tell you, the totem black snake is so handsome!"

"Xuexue, I miss you so much!"

"Old Zhao! You are still so cool with your golden hair..."

Looking at Mo Fan jumping up and down, a few veins popped out on Instructor Feng Li's forehead. Forget it, this guy came late, but he was still so out of touch, without even realizing his mistake.

Just as Feng Li was about to step forward to scold Mo Fan, he was suddenly pulled back by a mentor next to him.

"Teacher Feng Li, you know that I have very strong senses, right?"

Feng Li nodded. This mentor is famous for his strong perception. Whether the people in the national team can pass the test all depends on his perception, except for those like Mo Fan who are directly pushed in by the major bosses.

"What's wrong?"

The instructor was attached to Feng Li's ear, "He has the aura of a high-level mage."

Feng Li's eyes widened, "I asked him how could he be pushed in directly by the people above? It turns out he has real abilities. No wonder I haven't heard of him among the second generation group before."

Feng Li silently put Mo Fan's strength level at level 2.5, "A bit strong, but he seems very talkative and not very stable. I hope he can give me some surprises later."

(End of this chapter)