It's summer in Asia, and the city of St. Cassis is located in the hottest place in the center of the continent, but it can't compare to the anxious atmosphere in the fighting hall at this time!
"Marino, you must teach these people a lesson!"
There were already people in the fighting hall waving flags and shouting, and an exceptionally tall man looked at Mo Yingge and the others with aggressive eyes.
It seems that this guy is the captain of their national team.
"What are the rules here?" Mo Yinge asked directly without being polite.
"You can do whatever you want, we can do it anyway..."
"Then how about a few of us fighting against you alone?"
Before Marino finished speaking, he was abruptly interrupted by Mo Yinge. His brain shut down instantly. Is there something wrong with this person? Does anyone talk like this?
"You are not following the rules." Marino said hurriedly. Although he believed that his strength was not inferior to that of his national team, it was just that he was a bit unlucky and missed. Sooner or later, he would return to prove himself.
After all, the Huaguo team was also one of the top eight teams last year, and its strength should not be underestimated. He also has some self-awareness. He can easily deal with one, or two, but he will definitely not be able to beat three or five.
"What are the rules? Isn't it okay to do whatever you say?" Mo Yinge spread his hands to express his innocence.
"You..." Marino was furious.
"Okay, Pasquale Marino, don't be angry yet. They just want to irritate you and affect your performance." The middle-aged mentor stopped Marino and said calmly: "According to our rules, then the standard five Fight five and decide the outcome in one round!"
"Tsk, so be it!"
Mo Yingge went back to discuss with his teammates and decided that there was no problem so he chose the lineup.
Of course, rules need to be followed. It is indeed a joke to have five players fighting against each other, and others will definitely not agree with it. However, some national teams rely on their own strength. When dealing with some relatively weak countries, one person has provoked the national team. Museum’s deeds.
In fact, Mo Yingge really wants to do this once. How exciting would it be to wear it out?
It's a pity that others will not allow her to do this. Firstly, the strength of Asia is not bad. Secondly, it is not in line with the modesty that our country has always shown, and it is easy to be hated by others.
There is nothing binding about the competition between the national teams. Generally speaking, the so-called rules are set by the defending team. Of course, they are also set by the challenging team. In fact, as long as both parties have discussed it, anything will be fine. After all, the national team will set the rules. The nature of it is just a discussion.
"Come on, let's discuss who will appear. This is the first official selection of a venue. I believe the instructors attach great importance to it!"
Mo Yingge bit the last few words very hard and showed an imperceptible smile. No one else noticed it. Only Lan Miaoyi lowered her head and pretended to be nonchalant.
"I don't know what this guy is thinking about!"
Yes, even though the altar of Shengkai is right next door, the strength of the Asian team in the last tournament was only in the top 16, and it was not as good as the Chinese national team. The strength of the defenders is generally a little worse than the official national team. This kind of Under the circumstances, Mo Yingge, as the captain, actually didn't need to do it himself at all.
So what she said was just to make those few people who were anxious to express themselves jump out and fight hard.
"I want to be the first to play!"
Although Zu Xiangtian is not a good person, he is still very motivated. He will definitely not let go of this opportunity to express himself.
However, Mo Yingge was the captain after all. In the absence of her mentor, she enjoyed the highest rights within the team. Zu Xiangtian had to force out a smile and look at Mo Yingge.
"Yes, yes!" Mo Yinge nodded. Contradictions are contradictions. She is not so narrow-minded, otherwise she will not look good when it comes to her mentor.
I, Mo Yingge, have a broad mind! ! !
Zu Xiangtian's eyes lit up. Mo Yingge still looked pretty good-looking at this time!
The corner of Mul Leng's mouth twitched, and when he saw his good friend who was about to abandon him, the coldness in his heart was even more intense than the frost of the Arctic.
In fact, he also wanted to raise his hand to play, but Mo Yingge was willing to agree to Zu Xiangtian, but that didn't mean he could accept him.
Muling's whole body turned into a lonely ice sculpture and remained motionless.
"Captain, can I play?" Lan Miaoyi chuckled.
"And me!" Wang Momo couldn't sit still anymore and jumped out quickly.
"You also play output, control and curse Leng Qing. You can't do it without a defense mage. You are the last one."
Everyone else was a little agitated. They originally thought that Mo Yingge would definitely play, but she actually gave the opportunity to others to perform. Everyone hoped to choose themselves.
After all, this is the first competition. If they win and spread the news back to the country and the forces behind them, they will get more support.
Mo Yinge looked around, and finally his eyes fell on a woman with an upright posture.
"The last Nan Yu comes on stage!"
Nan Yu was a little surprised. She originally thought that Mo Yingge would choose Su Ze or the healing mage from the music department, but she didn't expect that she would choose herself.
This is an important showcase opportunity. Mo Yingge herself is not playing because her strength is unmatched. She doesn't need anything to prove herself, but giving the opportunity to others does have the qualifications of a captain.
Mo Yingge made the final decision and finalized his own personnel.
On the other side, the guardians of Dalia were also selected, and the tall and big Marino was among them.
The five people over there are their captain Marino, a woman with blond curly hair, a buck-toothed boy, a muscular man whose size is not inferior to Marino, and a girl wearing cyan clothes.
It can be said that the two sides started fighting as soon as they disagreed, and there was no red tape at all.
"Hahaha, I just happened to be here to see a wonderful duel. It's such an honor. Why don't you let me be the referee of this duel!"
Just when the two sides were about to start fighting, a handsome man wearing a brown gold robe suddenly came over and said loudly.
There was no reaction from Mo Yingge, but the guys on the opposite side became excited as if they had been given a shot of blood.
The girls who had retreated to the audience were excited, as if they were seeing a big star.
"What's going on? Who is that person?!"
"That's right, it's so grand!" Wang Momo felt quite sad. Are those girls blind? They didn't cheer for such a handsome man like him.
"This is Cheku Kouyat, our last national captain, who has now become a distinguished altar mage!" the middle-aged teacher said with respect.
It can be seen that the status of the altar mage is still very high, otherwise the national teacher would not have this attitude.
Mo Yingge frowned. She could feel that there was a different meaning in Kuyate's eyes when he looked at her.
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