ebookland Chapter 156 A mere two years of history
Chapter 156 A mere two years of history
Chapter 156 A mere two hundred years of history
Upon arriving in New York, everyone immediately headed to the Temple of Liberty.
Looking out from the harbor, one can see a stunning statue of a goddess rising from the ground, standing tall by the sea. The holy blue and golden light emanating from her body inspires awe and reverence.
The art of the statues is beyond imagination; it makes one feel as if the ancient Greek goddess is standing here, looking down on the citizens under her free light with her kind, serene, and peaceful gaze!
The group arrived at the foot of the goddess statue, took the internal elevator to a certain height, and then arrived at the mage's hall.
The Mage Hall is located roughly at the waist of the goddess statue. It has seven floors in total, all of which are Mage Halls.
Of course, many international facilities for monks have also been set up, and monks can enter the corresponding halls and floors according to their level.
Behind the Mage's Hall, there is another elevator that leads directly to the neck of the goddess statue, which is the place of the temple mages and is called the true Temple of Freedom.
Upon learning that members of the Kyushu Kingdom had arrived at the Temple of Freedom, the temple mage Oruna personally came to welcome Lu Jie and his group.
Regardless of the circumstances, the two of them helped her deal with Kaso, and she was rewarded by the temple for it.
"I'll take you to the National Pavilion. Strictly speaking, I'm practically a teacher there," Oluna said with a smile.
"Alright then, how about letting your students go easy on you since Lao Lu and I have helped you so much?" Mo Fan said with a smile.
"Hmph, go easy on me? Only you Kyushu people like to do this kind of thing, always trying to use connections to get things done!" At this moment, a young man with a sharp look in his eyes walked over, his words revealing his dissatisfaction.
"He's my younger brother, Ferome, who's also a player for the National Team now. You two can get to know each other." Oluna smiled apologetically and introduced her brother in a friendly manner.
"Although you two are siblings, there are still quite a few differences between you, especially in terms of etiquette and manners." Mo Fan could sense Ferome's arrogance, and he, who was never afraid of trouble, retorted without any politeness.
"In fact, I'm just like him, I don't have any manners towards strangers," Oluna said.
"So, are Lao Lu and I being treated specially?" Mo Fan couldn't help but ask.
He seemed to remember that people from these Western countries admired those who were powerful. Could it be that this Oluna had taken a liking to either him or Lao Lu?
"Listen up, don't even think about us going easy on you guys. The Crimson Guild is one thing, the National Hall challenge is another. We absolutely will not let you incompetent fools get our badges!" Ferome said angrily.
"This is the first time I've met my sister's boyfriend," Lu Jie couldn't help but say.
"Indeed, your younger brother gets jealous very easily," Mo Fan said with a smile.
"Yeah, I guess he hopes I can stay single forever so he can take care of me forever." Oruna laughed. "Sister's sweetheart"—this was the first time she'd ever heard of such a term.
These words immediately enraged Ferome. He looked at Lu Jie and Mo Fan with even sharper eyes, as if to say: You're doomed during the National Pavilion Challenge!
……
Led by Oluna, the group arrived at the American Pavilion. Upon entering, Jiang Shaoxu noticed a large display board with the flags of many countries painted on it, along with the dates written next to it, and a cross drawn at the end.
"What is this?" Jiang Shaoxu asked.
"The record of challenges from various countries," Oluna said casually.
"Does this cross mean they failed the challenge... No way, this whole page is full of them, have you been on a winning streak for so long?" Zhao Manyan glanced at it and immediately exclaimed in surprise.
"If you scroll up to the very top, that page is also full of crosses," Fromm said with a hint of pride.
Upon hearing this, many people's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Zhao Manyan, refusing to believe it, scrolled up and found that all the countries that had come to challenge him had crossed out.
"Has no country succeeded in this challenge after all this time? That's unbelievable!" Jiang Yu couldn't help but exclaim.
This means that the American Pavilion has maintained an undefeated record to this day.
The National Team is considered the best of the best. It's astonishing that so many national team members have all failed here. This also puts even more pressure on everyone who was already feeling anxious!
"I can understand marking other countries' failures with an X, but why is our country being marked with an X when we didn't even have a challenge?" Jiang Shaoxu couldn't help but ask.
Fromm glanced at it, laughed, and said, "I guess our captain knew you were coming, so he just wrote your information down. It's all the same result anyway, so he just filled it in to avoid any extra work later… Oh, by the way, our captain is the kind of person who'll get angry if even a single sentence takes five seconds of his time!"
"Aren't you guys looking down on people too much?" Jiang Yu said with dissatisfaction.
Fromm shrugged and said, "There are quite a few countries that are just as strong as you, and they still lost. Do you really think you can win?"
"This isn't about whether we can get it or not. You've already decided the outcome before we've even fought. That's incredibly disrespectful!" Nan Jue said angrily.
"Respect? That's something that only belongs to the strong, isn't it? Oh, right, I almost forgot, your country values humility. I'm sorry, but people here can't learn that, and there's no need for it," Fromm said.
"People from a country with only two hundred years of history are not fully civilized yet, and that's how they speak. We don't expect you to learn any manners or humility." Lu Jie nodded.
"You... I hope your skills are as good as your words." Fromm's eyes narrowed, and he was about to get angry, but when he thought about how he would beat them up later, he realized there was no need to.
The others were holding back their laughter, almost bursting out laughing. It was indeed satisfying to have someone else to talk to; those few words had extinguished the arrogant guy's arrogance.
Oluna shook her head helplessly, but still led everyone to the American players.
There were about seven or eight people there, among whom a handsome man wearing a headscarf stood out, not because of his outstanding appearance, but because he was loudly reprimanding his teammates.
"This is our captain, Boblin," Fromm introduced.
Boblin stopped his tirade, turned around and glanced at the Kyushu team, then said, "Let's not waste any more time, let's go straight to the fight."
"The competition rules should be discussed first, right?" Nan Jue felt that Boblin was being a bit too hasty.
"Oh, then let's go with the standard 5v5."
(End of this chapter)