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

Chapter 69 I'm going to fight ten of them! High-level starts to show respect!
There are ten official members: An Jing, Ai Jiangtu, Jiang Shaoxu, Nan Jue, Jiang Yu, Zu Jiming, Guan Yu, Mu Tingying, Nan Rongni, Li Kaifeng, etc.

As for the three substitutes, they are Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Mu Ningxue.

"Everyone is here."

Feng Li had a stern face from beginning to end, and was very dissatisfied.

"Well, An Jing hasn't come yet."

Mo Fan raised his hand.

"Where did Brother Jing go? I remember he went to the ancient capital with you?" Zhao Manyan asked curiously.

"How would I know? I guess he's still in seclusion at this point." Mo Fan shrugged helplessly.

After the catastrophe in the ancient capital, An Jing has never been seen again. It is as if he has evaporated from the face of the earth and no one can see him anymore.

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."

At this time, An Jing came over.

He had been waiting here early.

Upon seeing An Jing, most of the National Government team members, except Mo Fan and the others, instantly darkened their expressions and turned their heads away, pretending not to see him.

"Why do I feel like the atmosphere in this team isn't very good?" Zhao Manyan glanced at the others, all of whom had tense faces.
It's like he has a grudge against An Jing.
"Maybe he's jealous of Jing's talent. Who cares? Let's just have fun on our own." Mo Fan disagreed. A group of mid-level musicians,

Not to mention Brother Jing, even he himself didn't take it seriously.

"Now that everyone is here, I will make an announcement." Feng Li stood up, "After consultation with the instructors,

It was decided to use a lottery method to determine who would be eliminated."

"???"

what's the situation?
Eliminated before even starting training?
Everyone looked at Feng Li in surprise.

If they were eliminated before the competition even started, then what was the point of them working so hard to get into the national team?
"It's over, it's over, Mo Fan, I'm afraid we guys have to go first." Zhao Manyan was speechless. He had finally spent so much money to get a spot.
But in the end, before you even get comfortable in the position, you’re eliminated!

"Let's see what the situation is first." Mo Fan waved his hand. He first glanced at An Jing. This idea was probably something that Brother Jing came up with on the spur of the moment.

After a long time, two magicians brought a platform to the scene.

"The guy who draws the highest number is considered eliminated."

"Now come up one by one and draw lots." Feng Kai said.

Seeing that Feng Li was serious, Guan Yu was the first to lose his composure and quickly asked, "Teacher, isn't this a bit too frivolous?
Now that the training is about to begin, you're changing the rules just like that. Have you ever felt how our regular team members feel?

There are thirteen people in the team, and although only one person was eliminated, if you are unlucky, you might be eliminated too. No one wants to take this risk.

Feng Li had already thought of this explanation, and looking at Guan Yu with an unmoved expression, he said, "All of this is for the team to get a higher ranking!

Luck is also part of strength."

Rules are dead but people are alive. It's time to make some changes. Every national team has been eliminated in the first round and has to advance to the top 32!
It's always like this. The World University Competition has been around for so long, and the best result is only the top 16?!

Now that he sees hope in An Jing, he naturally has to make some changes.

"If you ask me, since you're afraid of being eliminated, why not just leave the National Government team as soon as possible?" Mo Fan walked forward with a servile look on his face and casually took out a ticket from the lottery bucket.

Anyway, he is a substitute, so it doesn't matter even if he is eliminated due to bad luck.

With my high-level cultivation, isn’t it easy for me to get back on track?

"Mo Fan is right. We won't lose anything no matter what!" Zhao Manyan followed.

Seeing this scene, no matter how dissatisfied others were, they had no choice but to go up and draw lots.

Finally it was Guan Yu's turn. He walked forward and glanced at An Jing. "Since everyone else has smoked, why hasn't he smoked?"

"You want Brother Jing to be eliminated? Then you might as well disband this team. If Brother Jing is eliminated, who will take us down? Do you think you can rely on a LeSe who hasn't even reached the high level?" Mo Fan smiled.

No matter how strong Mo Fan is, he is a high-level thunder mage. If it weren't for the incident in the ancient capital, it would be easy for him to become a regular team member with his high-level mage skills.

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Seeing this, Guan Yu stopped talking and shut up. An Jing's strength was truly formidable. Not letting him draw lots was, in a sense, protecting them.
"The person with the largest number should leave the team voluntarily. I will give you half an hour." After Feng Li finished speaking, he handed the team over to An Jing.

"I can't be the biggest, right?" Zhao Manyan looked at the number '02' in his hand. No matter what, he couldn't be the one to be eliminated.

"Damn it! I shouldn't have been the first to do this." Mo Fan was almost in tears as he looked at the number '250' in his hand.

Even if the lottery draw was held in the Double Color Ball lottery, it would be impossible for him to get this number.
Before Mo Fan could continue speaking, a dark shadow suddenly flashed over and snatched the vote from Mo Fan's hand.

"???"

"Fuck, this beast!"

Mo Fan cursed and was about to chase after him.

"Rock barrier!"

Zu Jiming stood up, revealing a cold smile, and then several rugged rocks immediately forced Mo Fan back.

"Idiot, I didn't provoke you, did I? What the hell is wrong with you?" Mo Fan cursed.

"What a fool."

Guan Yu looked at Mo Fan through the wall, as if he were a fool.

"Something's wrong." Zhao Manyan, realizing the seriousness of the situation, also came over.

"I finally understand what the instructors mean. In fact, the lottery is not important at all. What matters is who has the ticket. It doesn't matter if your number is higher.

But if you don’t have your ticket, you’re done!”

Mo Fan still didn't quite understand.

Someone even grabbed his number 250?!

"Like the instructor said, luck is also a part of strength. Guanyu's number might be even bigger than yours, but someone else snatched your ticket away, so you're the one who's eliminated."

Zhao Manyan said as he cast his magic.

Ultimately it's a test of strength.

"Ticket grabbing, huh?" Mo Fan no longer felt sleepy when he mentioned this.

He looked at An Jing who was not far away, "Brother Jing, please put up a barrier. I'm going to start the show!!"

An Jing nodded.

He then snapped his fingers, and a vague space barrier instantly covered the entire duel arena.

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan smiled.

He looked at the duo of Guan Yu and Zu Jiming who were getting too proud of themselves.

"Rob?"

"I'm letting you rob me, right?"

Mo Fan started with a royal bomb, leaving Guan Yu and Zu Jiming no room to maneuver.

"Silent Thunder Death Ray—Thunder Arm!"

P.S. Thank you all for your votes!!

(End of this chapter)