"Anyway, you don't have to worry that they will associate me with the Black Church. If anyone dares to gossip, I will beat him with the sole of my shoe." Mu Yizhan said with a smile.

Now that the family has reached this point, there is no point in escaping. Mu Ningxue is no longer confused. She must work hard to survive in the national team and obtain more resources to improve her strength in order to make changes.

"Aren't you afraid that it will affect your Mu family? I don't want you to lose the support of the family." Mu Ningxue looked at Mu Yizhan and said with twinkling eyes.

"They can't do this. The Mu family mainly looks after my sister in the national team. I often get into trouble. They think it's not safe, so they always leave me alone. Moreover, I rarely rely on the family's training resources now." Mu Yi

Zhan replied seriously.

"We will be in the national team for a long time. You will gradually get to know me in the future."

"How about we go out for a drink and chat, you will find that besides being handsome, I actually have many advantages!" Mu Yizhan invited with a wicked smile.

Mu Ningxue rolled her eyes after hearing this, but her mood was obviously much better and she did not refuse Mu Yizhan's invitation.

…

three days later

The national team arrived in Cairo, the capital of Egypt, and the iconic Cairo Tower stood tall in front of everyone's eyes.

Egypt is a country with the largest number of necromancers, and their national museum is located in a castle with ancient architecture in Cairo.

The undead system is still very mysterious to people in the National Team.

Let's get the challenge chapter as soon as possible. The team will have other tasks soon.

The National Team went directly to the National Pavilion in the Castle to play football.

This castle has a very European-style castle structure. When you walk in, you see tall pillars on both sides. When you get inside, the fighting space is very large.

A young man with brown skin and curly hair led the national team into the castle.

"Does the National Museum of Egypt just plan to send an ordinary student to receive us? There should be a captain or a teacher. It is too neglectful of us." Jiang Shaoxu stepped into the National Museum of the castle and felt ignored by his opponents.

a feeling of.

"Same feeling." Jiang Yu supported with a smile.

The curly-haired young man brought the national team directly to the edge of the competition arena.

The large oval venue is divided into two competition arenas, which are side by side and only separated by a barrier. The competition arena on the other side is obviously undergoing a challenge.

"Where is Captain Milid? Go and inform him quickly. The Chinese national team is coming to challenge." The curly-haired young man said to a female team member who came in front.

"Everyone, please wait a moment." The curly-haired young man signaled.

The young woman found Captain Milid who was on the other side of the arena.

"Captain Milid, the Chinese national team has come to challenge. I want you to lead people over now." The young woman said?

"China National Team?" Milid looked confused. He had never heard of China.

"China is an oriental country with very backward magic and magic civilization. It is said that it is the second largest land of the dead after Egypt. In addition to being a larger place, they are very poor." Xin Ao, who has "relatively good" knowledge of the world among them

said.

"Mba, please bring someone over to kill them." Milid arranged for one of the team members.

The Egyptian National Stadium has only lost one game so far, to the United Kingdom. In other games, they have completely defeated their opponents and have the capital to be arrogant.

After a while, the young woman came over with two young men.

"Are you the Chinese national team? I'll give you three spots. As long as you can beat the two of us, I'll give you the national seal." The young man named Mba said proudly.

"Mba, I'm afraid you don't need to play. I can deal with the three of them by myself." The short and fat young man next to him said immediately, still using international language, not taking the national team members seriously at all.

Ai Jiangtu's face was already pale.

"Fuck, these Egyptian guys are so arrogant." Zhao Manyan was the first to shout dissatisfied.

"Your Egyptian National Pavilion is not very powerful, but its spectrum is quite large." Jiang Shaoxu said with an unhappy look on his face.

"Perhaps? So far, our national team has played a total of 8 games, and has only lost to the British national team. For the national team of a weak country like yours, we can easily win with a substitute." M'ba said with a proud face,

The nostrils are almost reaching the sky.

"If you don't beat them up, they won't learn to respect people like this." Mu Yizhan stood up and said.

"The referee instructor is here. Once the personnel are confirmed, send your people up. Don't waste everyone's time." After saying this, the fat young man went directly to the competition arena.

"Mo Fan, go up and teach them respect." Ai Jiangtu glanced at Mo Fan and said.

Mo Fan seemed to understand, and he and the fat young man walked to the competition arena.

The referee instructor announced the start.

This fat man is an undead mage. As long as he is asked to summon the undead, he is not afraid of a round of battles.

A star trail was drawn out, and Fatty was indeed ready to summon the undead immediately.

But Mo Fan was faster. He seized the opportunity from the beginning and did not give the opponent a chance. The opponent completed the star path, he had already completed the star map, and the Fierce Fist was prepared quite quickly!

"Fierce Fist·Nine Dragons!"

Mo Fan directly used the Level 4 Fierce Fist, and saw nine manic fire dragons roaring towards the fat young man. The opponent never expected that Mo Fan would strike so quickly and with such force.

boom!!

The Nine Dragons were too fast, and the fat young man had no time to dodge. Although he exhaled the armor in time, his whole body was still blasted away by the Nine Dragons, and hit the protective barrier heavily.

The battle was resolved with just one blow, and the undead hadn't even been summoned yet. Both Mba and the young woman were stunned and stood on the sidelines.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you take him out for treatment and find three more decent ones to compete with us?" Ai Jiangtu said to Mba on the side.

"It's vulnerable. Is this the strength of your Egyptian National Pavilion?" Jiang Yu followed.

Zhao Manyan even gave Mo Fan a thumbs up.

"You have the nerve to say that you are a powerful country in magic at this level. It's a joke." Jiang Shaoxu couldn't help but sarcastically say that the other party was too rude before and completely disrespected their national team.

Mo Fan's attack made a lot of noise, and everyone on the other side of the arena looked over in unison.

The young woman had already gone to find their national captain, and the fat man had been carried out by the referee instructor.

Soon, everyone from the Egyptian national team came running over, including their captain Milid.

Sure enough, respect is based on strength, and Mo Fan's attack allowed the opponent to get to know the Chinese national team again.

"You decide the rules!" Milid came over and said, his attitude still so arrogant.

"You pick one of the three substitutes in our team, and we will give you three places to take turns to challenge." Ai Jiangtu gestured with his hand to Mo Fan, Mu Yizhan, and Mu Ningxue.
Chapter completed!