Versatile Mage: Angel of Time, but Emperor of Every Moment

Chapter 125: Dare to bully An Jing? Do you know how to write the word death?
Satan's strength is not the best among the little emperors, but he is good at enslaving human souls.

In this regard, even Lucifer and An Jing combined are not enough to defeat Satan.

"It's not just the Mu family, there's also the Zu family. I never thought that the Zu family is actually leaning towards the Holy City." Satan said.

"You took action against the Zu family?" An Jing was a little surprised.

"I enslaved the soul of Zu Jiming, but this ant seems to be very hostile to you. He has also joined forces with people from other families and wants to crush you to death."

At this point, Satan couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

Trampling An Jing to death?

This is a joke from hell.

The five emperors were unable to kill An Jing even when they attacked at the same time, and several of them were killed in return. They wanted to crush An Jing to death just by relying on those ants who didn't even have forbidden spells.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous.

"If possible, give Zu Jiming's soul to me and let me handle it." An Jing suddenly thought of something interesting.

Zu wants to play, right?
Let’s see who gets killed first.

"China team, win!"

The referee quickly announced the result of the game.

The entire match was a near-undoubted crushing victory! Mu Ningxue alone could handle a one-on-five situation!

Once the ice field appeared, the game was basically over.

The captain of the Japanese team, Shao Hegu, was also very wise and chose to surrender directly.

The moment the match ended, thunderous cheers rang out, especially from the Chinese spectator stands!

It’s so cool!
Crush the game!

This is how you should fight a small island nation! Beat them until they unconditionally surrender, then ruthlessly crush them!

After Mu Ningxue's battle, everyone completely changed their opinion of her.

"How does it feel?"

After finishing the discussion with Satan, An Jing walked out of the VIP room and ran into Mu Ningxue as soon as he walked out.

"It feels good, thank you." Mu Ningxue said softly.

"Why thank me? I didn't play."

An Jing crossed his arms and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"If you had played, they would have surrendered the moment they saw you, so shouldn't I thank you?" Mu Ningxue's voice was as gentle as the wind, with a hint of teasing.

She tilted her head slightly and rested it gently on An Jing's shoulder, her hair falling like snow, framing her fair face.

"A team of this level would be a disaster if they went up there."

Unless they meet a strong team like Britain or the United States, An Jing will not play. There is not much point in going up to bully the weak ones.

Instead of wasting time on this, it would be better to practice in seclusion.

Now his space and light systems are only one step away from the super level. It seems that he needs to find a time to break through these two systems.

"But if you really want to thank me, how about you promise me something?" An Jing turned his head and his eyes fell on Mu Ningxue's face.
He suddenly remembered what he had agreed with Qin Yuer.

It had been so long, and he just remembered that if Qin Yuer knew that An Jing had forgotten about this, she would probably be furious.
"Now?" Mu Ningxue's cheeks flushed, but it had been a long time since she and An Jing had played together in a sweet duo.

"Yes," An Jing nodded. "Then let's go back. It just so happens that I won't be playing in the next game," Mu Ningxue said.

Just as the two were about to return to the hotel, two very burly men appeared in front of them.

At the same time, a gangster with blond hair came out.

"It is my honor to meet you here, please allow me..."

"roll."

Mu Ningxue frowned slightly.

Running over to intercept her at this time, how dare you ruin her good thing!

Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that she couldn't hurt anyone in Venice, Mu Ningxue would have wanted to use magic.

"Ah?!" Prince Bamba was stunned.

"You should feel very lucky. I never kill ants." An Jing's eyes turned cold and his tone was as cold as ice, as if he was stating something very ordinary.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly focused, and there seemed to be an invisible force surging in the air.

The next moment, the two big men and Prince Banbo were grabbed by an invisible giant hand, thrown into the air without any resistance, and then fell heavily into the river.

"How dare you attack me! Do you know who I am? I am Gustin Bembo! The prince of Spain!" Seeing An Jing being violent,
Prince Banbo also quickly revealed his family background in an attempt to scare the other party.

"Prince?" Mu Ningxue felt extremely unfamiliar with this title.

In Asia, royal families have long been abolished. Most of the families nowadays are from magical families. I guess only Europe still adheres to this system.

Seeing that Mu Ningxue was interested in his identity, Prince Banbo suddenly felt that he was fine again. He quickly climbed ashore and looked at An Jing.

"My friend, this is all a misunderstanding. Let's talk it over peacefully instead of resorting to violence."

Before Prince Bampo could finish his words, he and his two bodyguards were kicked into the river again.

However, this time it wasn't An Jing and Mu Ningxue who took action, but someone else.

"You're the one who bullies my young master? I'm afraid you're tired of living."

The person who was speaking was wearing a luxurious golden magic robe embroidered with intricate patterns that sparkled in the sunlight.

His golden curly hair was casually spread out, making him look bold and unruly, and his eyes were filled with condescending contempt.

The voice was cold and full of pressure, and every word seemed to carry an invisible weight, pressing directly into people's hearts.

The air around him seemed to become heavy because of his appearance, and even the wind seemed to stagnate at this moment.

"Super-class magician."

Mu Ningxue was slightly surprised. The aura emanating from the man before her was no weaker than that of the instructor of the National Government team, and was even much stronger.

The most important thing is, this super-class mage seems to call An Jing "Young Master"?!

"Brother Ka, why are you here?" An Jing looked at the blond man in front of him with some surprise.

"I heard that you were playing a game here, so I came to see you after completing a mission. I didn't expect to see this bastard bullying you!" said the man who called himself Ka.

Mu Ningxue was stunned for a moment. Why were they calling each other?

One calls the other "young master" and the other "brother"? ?
This network of relationships is a bit messy.
Seeing Mu Ningxue's confusion, An Jing took the initiative to introduce: "Let me introduce you, this is my eldest brother named Ka, you can just call him Brother Ka.
And his identity is very special, he comes from the Holy City."

ps: I was carsick, so these two chapters were written in a daze. I will adjust my state after I get back, and then I will update three chapters.

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