Chapter 1127
"National Treasure" Qin Yu'er
Fu Ye nodded.
"It is the strategist under the Kunlun Demon Emperor, a half-step Emperor-level demon, whose mind magic is comparable to that of a Lesser Emperor. With it by your side, no one can harm you. Moreover, you can come back anytime you want, and I will personally come to pick you up."
Ye Xinxia looked up at Fu Ye, and the panic in her heart gradually dissipated.
She knew that Brother Fu Ye wouldn't lie to her, much less put her in danger.
She took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her eyes: "Brother Fu Ye, I'll go."
Fu Ye smiled slightly, his eyes showing satisfaction.
"Okay, they will come to pick you up in three days. In the meantime, prepare yourself."
Ye Xinxia nodded gently, her heart still filled with complex emotions, but she no longer hesitated in the slightest.
Mu Ningxue looked at Ye Xinxia and said softly.
"Xinxia, go in peace. I will wait for you to come back here. When you come back, we will cultivate together."
"Of course, I'll be at the Parthenon to see you during the World University Games."
"Mmm!" Ye Xinxia gave a faint smile.
A week later.
The Imperial Capital Magic Academy, the assembly point for the National Team.
Banners fluttered in the wind, magical energy particles churned and surged in mid-air, and a vibrant and sharp energy soared into the sky.
The battle drums of the World National Academy Competition have sounded, and top magic geniuses from all over China have gathered here.
Fourteen figures stood in neat rows, each exuding an aura of power far beyond that of their peers.
Fu Ye stood under the shade of a tree outside the assembly point, his gaze sweeping lightly over the field.
In the original novel, Mo Fan missed the final selection for the National Team due to various unforeseen circumstances. In addition, his lack of attention to the National Team competition led to him being subjected to a lot of cold looks and ridicule from others.
However, here, Mo Fan seemed to have matured a bit and understood the importance of the battle for the National Government.
The combined ferocious power of his four elemental summons—Thunder, Fire, Shadow, and Summoning—along with his reckless fighting style, silenced the geniuses who had looked down on him in the original story, making them no longer dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu are much stronger than two or three of the regular members; all they lack is an opportunity.
The fact that he's standing here is thanks to his forceful entry.
The most interesting one has to be Zhao Manyan.
This rich second-generation mage, who was a sure substitute in the original work, was directly squeezed out by Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu this time.
It was easy to tell from his disappointed expression that he was really angry.
However, Fu Ye was well aware that with Zhao Manyan's luck and background, he would most likely end up like Mu Nujiao in the original novel, naturally filling in for a missing member of the National Team due to an unexpected absence.
Inside the arena, the positions of the fourteen players were clearly defined.
Among the starting players, two figures stood out.
Ding Yumin wore a plain-colored long dress, with gentle features and a faint spiritual aura surrounding her. She seemed fragile, but no one dared to underestimate her.
She is now a high-level mental mage with mental power at the sixth level, and is also one of the victims in the Divine Continent besides Qin Yu'er. If she wants, she can make a magic squad go crazy with a flick of her finger.
Mu Ningxue stood beside Ding Yumin, her ice-blue dress making her skin look even whiter than snow, and her brows carrying an innate coolness.
The energy of the Ice Crystal Bow floated on her fingertips, flashing with a cold light. It was a terrifying weapon capable of easily killing high-level mages, and her mastery of ice magic had already reached its peak.
However, when the Magic Association suggested that one of them be appointed as captain, both of them refused.
Ding Yumin was indifferent and disliked conflict. Mu Ningxue, on the other hand, focused solely on cultivation and couldn't be bothered with trivial matters.
In the end, the captaincy went to Ai Jiangtu, who was experienced and powerful.
At this moment, Ai Jiangtu was standing at the very front of the line, his back straight, but with a look of mixed amusement and exasperation on his face.
His gaze couldn't help but fall on the girl among the substitute players, who was excitedly talking to Mu Nujiao.
It was his younger sister, Ai Tutu.
Ai Jiangtu felt a pang of sorrow.
The Ai family, the military mages, sent Ai Tutu to Shanghai to study, intending to keep her away from the dangers of the battlefield and let her live a peaceful and pampered life as a young lady.
But who would have thought that this girl, with her outstanding talent and fiercely competitive nature, would break through the encirclement and secure a substitute spot on the National Team?
The official captain and the substitute player.
The Ai family actually managed to secure two spots in this year's National Team!
In previous years, this would have been unthinkable.
Ai Jiangtu shook his head, his shock lingering, yet a sense of pride also welled up within him.
At the front of the group, three elderly men with white hair and beards stood side by side; they were the instructors in charge of this training camp.
Feng Li, Song He, Han Ji.
Pang Lai and another mentor were unable to arrive due to unforeseen circumstances, so the responsibility of leading the team now falls on the shoulders of the super-level mage Feng Li.
Feng Li's sharp gaze swept over the fourteen geniuses before him, and he nodded in satisfaction.
But his gaze, along with Song He's and Han Ji's, all fell on Ding Yumin.
The mental-type calamity victim has already reached the sixth level of mental power at a young age. Such talent is extremely rare in the entire history of magic in China.
In addition, there's Mu Ningxue, the ice-type prodigy wielding the Ice Crystal Bow, Mo Fan, whose lightning and fire elements are comparable to a ferocious beast, and Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu, all formidable substitutes.
This year's National Team roster is simply incredible!
They are far more formidable than Qin Yu'er's class!
Songhe stroked his beard, a look of satisfaction on his face, and thought to himself.
This year's World National Academy Competition will surely be a prize for China!
With Ding Yumin and Mu Ningxue around, even those old-established magical powers in Europe are no match for us!
"Alright, everyone's here." Feng Li cleared his throat, his voice booming and echoing throughout the training ground.
"As you all know, the World National Academy Competition is an arena for magical geniuses from all over the world, and also a stage for the magical community of China to make a name for themselves!"
As soon as Feng Li finished speaking, Song He stepped forward, took out a thick scroll, and began to explain in detail the relevant matters of the World National Games.
Competition rules, venue layout, strength analysis of participating teams from various countries, and precautions to be aware of.
All fourteen team members present listened intently, their eyes gleaming with fervent passion.
Bringing glory to the country is the most fervent dream in the heart of every magical genius.
Fu Ye stood under the shade of the tree, listening to Song He's explanation, and nodded slightly.
These matters are almost identical to those in the original work. The only difference is that the strength of this National Team has become outrageously powerful.
The explanation lasted for half an hour and was finally coming to an end.
soon.
The fourteen team members responded in unison and were about to turn and leave.
Just then.
"Om-!"
An extremely chilling aura suddenly swept in from the sky! (End of Chapter)