Chapter 587 The Provocation of Gemini

As the commander-in-chief of the French team, Jacques, said, although the French team lost, it was very romantic.

After blessing the 'life of the earth', more than ten teams of dragon clans, like tigers into the sheep, stirred up the American team upside down, and the corpses were everywhere. If little William hadn't used the extremely lethal water magic at the last critical moment, it would not have been accurate who would have killed the deer in this battle.

After coming out of the field, both the French team and the American team received warm applause from the visiting players. Zhang Mu had to admit that it was a very wonderful game.

Yakkaku has a smile on his face, and there is a taste of defeat in it. He can't be blamed. In the face of the high-killing magic mastered by little William, there is no way for players to resist at this stage.

On the contrary, the expression on the face of William Jr., the commander-in-chief of the victorious U.S. team, seemed a little unnatural. He never thought that it would be so difficult to beat a district of France that he almost let him use his hidden last trick.

He looked at the distance, put his hands in his pockets, and Zhang Mu, who looked leisurely, reluctantly squeezed out a smile and hurriedly left the scene with the team members.

This year, the quality and strength of the players of the participating teams have improved by at least 100 times compared with last year. The French team is so strong, so how strong should the defending champion China be? Little William didn't dare to think about it at all.

At this time, Funeral Flowers and several core members of the Chinese team in Area H came from another viewing area on the right.

A Mu nodded to him, waited for the funeral flower to come to him, and said directly, "In two days, you will fight with our team. Do you have confidence?"

The funeral flower put her hands on her back, picked up the back of her head and leaned on the railing, and said, "Seriously, I don't know! But I will definitely do my best."

"Well, don't take it lightly... Even if you can't beat it, you have to force out those killers." After saying that, A Mu and Zhang Mu's eyes fell on the Japanese viewing area in the distance at the same time. No one really knew the depth of the original.

As he spoke, dozens of young people dressed in avant-garde happened to come out of it, as if they felt that someone was staring at him. One of the young men with glasses frowned slightly and stared at him without fear.

The air is full of the smell of gunpowder.

The young man with glasses whispered a few words to his companions behind him, and then came over together.

"Damn it, what did these little days want to do?" The Northeaster strode forward and put A Mu and Zhang Mu behind him. Since he joined the Twelve Studios, he has never fought once, and his hands are itchy.

Zhang Mu squeezed the Northeaster's shoulder with a wry smile, "What do you want to do? Don't be impulsive. We're here to fight, not to fight.

"I'm not afraid of fighting, and I'm not afraid of fighting." The Northeaster stared at the group of young people who were getting closer and closer to him.

In the last national honor, he was disqualified from the competition because he couldn't stand it. Last year's scene was vivid. As long as the other party did not do it, he would never take the initiative to provoke the fight. As the saying goes, he suffers from a long loss, and he is not stupid.

The young man with glasses came to Zhang Muyi and others, first smiled, then turned his face and stretched out his hand to the funeral flower, and said something with a heavy accent that was quite similar to his age.

Fujimiko immediately translated to Funeral Flowers: "Hello, my game ID is Gemini. Area I is the commander-in-chief of this team. You should be Funeral Flowers, right? The commander-in-chief of the Chinese team in Area H.

The funeral flower hummed and waved to Fuji Miko casually: "So what? Help me translate." Funeral flowers are not polite at all. Like most young people in China, he has no good feelings for him.

Gemini raised three fingers in his right hand and said something with a smile.

Fujimiko's face suddenly became a little ugly. Zhang Mu said, "You can translate whatever he says. It doesn't matter."

Fuji Miko was stunned and nodded timidly, "He said... to deal with you... No, the Chinese only need 30 minutes to end the battle..."

"Fuck, you fucking miscellaneous..." The burial flower raised its fist in an instant, but was pulled by A Mu. He shouted in a low voice, "Funeral flower, don't be impulsive! Did you forget the rules of the game? If you are disqualified from the competition, who will lead the Chinese team to play against them? In my impression, you don't seem to be so impulsive. What's wrong today?

Funeral flowers were already full of anger, but when they heard A Mu say this, they immediately controlled the emotions that were about to run away, slowly lowered their hands, turned to look at Fujimiko, and said in a vicious tone: "Fuck, translate with him... a wordless translation! It's miscellaneous. If you have guts, come and have a try! Kill us in 30 minutes? What a fucking joke! Two days later, we will meet the real chapter on the field. At that time, I must see who admits defeat first!" After saying that, he added harshly, "It is said that the miscellaneous pieces also need to be turned over! Don't miss a word!"

It can be seen that his hatred for Gemini was superimposed on Fujimiko. Fujimiko was drunk by him, and her body trembled obviously. The little girl who had just come out of school had never seen such a scene, and she was suddenly a little at a loss.

Although Zhang Mu has no good impression on Japanese, Fujimiko, a Japanese little girl, did not miss anything in these days and should not be discriminated against.

Zhang Mu gently patted Fujimiko on the shoulder, indicating that she didn't have to be nervous. When Fujimiko recovered from the chaos, Zhang Mu said slowly, "It's useless to play tricks. Let's wait."

After Fujimiko translated it, Gemini made a gesture to wipe his neck and laughed with his companions while leaving the venue, arrogantly.

When they left the hero's hall completely, the Northeast man hummed, "It's fucking arrogant, Mu, if you hadn't stopped me, I would have crooked the bridge of the boy's nose. What the fuck? If we didn't buy their goods, we would have starved to death! ...”

Zhang Mu smiled faintly and took everyone out of the viewing area. As he walked, he said, "Funeral flowers, I don't know what the strength of your team is, but don't underestimate me. If their strength is ordinary, they will never be so arrogant. They must rely on something. There must be a secret weapon!"

The funeral flower fell into meditation and nodded solemnly: "I know, I will never be careless!"

"If they have that kind of super magic like the American team... I'm afraid it's not that easy to win." I said quietly behind everyone.

The funeral flower sighed gently. The field of national honor is really not a place where ordinary players can come. The large area, high-kill magic is really terrible...

(to be continued)