Chapter 613: The Weird British Team

Rumble.

The engine hummed, the plane started, and it drove away from Norway, where everyone had been in Norway for two weeks.

For Huang Yuanzhi, who finally got on the plane and followed Wang Tu, Lu Qingshan and the others wanted to say something at first, but when they felt the coercion on Huang Yuanzhi's body that only a god realm powerhouse could emanate, they didn't say a word.

Wang Tu sat at the back of the cabin, Miao Ya'er and Huang Yuanzhi sat on his left and right, Huang Yuan got on the plane and said hello to Wang Tu and sat down to close his eyes and recuperate, Miao Ya'er was full of excitement and told Wang Tu about the interesting things he encountered in Norway, Wang Tu sat in his position, and answered without a word.

The trip lasted about two hours, and finally the plane landed in Australia, where the final four were drawn.

Everyone got off the plane, and on the endless plain, the home team members of the other three countries were already standing two or three hundred meters away from everyone, waiting for the draw.

Wang Tu raised his head slightly and looked at the dozen or so people.

Team USA.

Team England.

Team Australia.

Sure enough, the result was exactly the same as the estimate in his heart, and there were few upsets in the martial arts national war, and if you want to say that in addition to the strong teams in the United States, Britain, Russia and China, Wang Tu can only think of the Australian team.

A British team member with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks watched Wang Tu and the others walk towards this side, the corners of his mouth curled, and he said mockingly.

"Tsk, I came so late, it seems that I have experienced a hard battle. ”

"It's a pity, like the previous year, you have to go home to find your mother in the semifinals. ”

When Lu Qingshan heard the man say this, bursts of cold air erupted from his body, and he shouted coldly.

"What did you say?"

When the man saw Lu Qingshan's reaction, not only did he not have a trace of fear, but opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue, his tongue was very long, so long that it made people a little frightened.

"Don't you understand? I said, you'd better not draw us, or you'll lose badly. ”

Zhang Fan was not to be outdone: "If you talk big before the game, it's ugly to lose when the time comes." ”

A tall man with gray eyes standing next to the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man replied coldly.

"Huaguo team, if you and I are in the same group today, then let's settle the new accounts and old accounts together. ”

No one from the Chinese team responded, just quietly walked past the side of the British team and came to the rest area of the Chinese team designated by the organizer.

Only Miao Ya'er, when she passed by the British team, her body couldn't stop trembling.

Ye Li looked at Miao Ya'er's appearance and asked.

"What's wrong with you?"

Miao Ya'er shook her head and replied in a somewhat trembling voice.

"They give people the feeling that is horrible. ”

"It's not a human feeling, it's something horrible. ”

There was a confused look in everyone's eyes, only Wang Tu and Huang Yuanzhi, who were walking at the back, understood what Miao Ya'er said, Huang Yuanzhi looked at Wang Tu with a solemn expression, and Wang Tu understood and nodded.

Same as the seven European guardians that the king disciples fought a few days ago, these five European team members all have deep-sea genes fused with their bodies, and all of them are the blood of the sea scale clan!

Since there are only four teams left, and only one team will draw their opponent to determine the matchup in the semi-finals, the draw for the semifinals will be the champion team of the previous martial arts national tournament, the United States, who will draw their opponents.

And there are only two kinds of venues, water and plain, so after the American team is drawn, the other teams do not need to go on stage.

The other three teams sat in the lounge area close to each other and watched as the captain of the American team walked up proudly.

Since the captain of the U.S. team never showed up in the play-in tournament and the round of 16, and was not in the same area as the Chinese team in the quarterfinals, everyone on the Chinese team saw the captain of the U.S. team for the first time and couldn't help but look over.

Unexpectedly, it was a tall man with black hair and boxy glasses, more of a mixed race than an American.

He glanced at the round table prepared by the organizers, on which were neatly placed three identical square folded papers, in which the names of the three countries of Britain, Australia and China were written.

On the other side of the table, there is a folded paper folded into a pentagonal shape, which says the venue for the semi-finals.

The captain of the American team smiled slightly, waved his hands, and two of the five stacked papers flew into his hands, he didn't even look at them, and directly flicked the fingers of his right hand, and the two stacked papers flew into the hands of the organizers.

The organizer, dressed in a black suit, grabbed the paper, opened it, looked at it, and then announced it loudly.

"In the semifinals of the martial arts national war, the United States team played against the Australian team, and the venue was on the lake!"

"The Chinese team played against the British team, and the playing field was plain!"

As soon as the organizer spoke, the Chinese team looked at the rest area of the British team, and several members of the British team also looked at the Chinese team, showing a cold smile one by one.

Especially the man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, he sneered and put his fingers together, compared to a knife, looked at the people of the Hua Guo team, and slashed hard at his neck.

"Kill you. ”

The faces of the crowd were gloomy and they did not respond.

.......

The next day, the semifinals of the martial arts national battle.

On the vast plain, there were more than a dozen or twenty people standing scattered.

Huaguo's home team and youth team, including Su Baozong, have a total of 11 people.

The British side had only five members of the home team.

An old celestial master was still standing on a stone pillar that felt very abrupt, squinting as if he was asleep.

From the facilities of the Martial Arts National War, you can also see the purpose of the Martial Arts National War, which is simple, direct, and without any bells and whistles, just to achieve victory.

A breeze blew, and the Heavenly Master slowly opened his eyes and spoke.

"The Chinese team against the British team, the first game, please enter the game. ”

Ye Li had already left the rest area and walked into the boxy plain field, looking eager to try.

On the other hand, the man who was probably the captain of the British team spoke coldly.

"Rick. ”

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man smiled and walked slowly into the middle of the field.

"Game on!"

The Heavenly Master announced loudly.

"Sword Formation!"

Almost as soon as the voice of the Heavenly Master ended, Ye Li waved his right hand and shouted loudly.

Then, more than a dozen carefully refined long swords flew from his waist and hung in the air.

Woohoo......

The flying sword circled around him, forming a huge sword circle. Looking at the spectacle, Rick just smiled and whistled.

"All the bells and whistles. ”

Ye Li's face sank, and he pointed like a knife, pointing at Rick twenty meters away.

"Go!"

The flying sword immediately stopped around Ye Li's body, turned the sword and shot at Rick violently.

Unexpectedly, in the face of the flying sword that pierced the air, Rick not only did not dodge at all, but stood there motionless.

Boom Boom!

The flying sword shot to the ground, and the rubble flew into the air with the sound of the ground cracking.

The number of flying swords was extremely dense, and even if Rick was not mortally wounded, he should have been cut a few holes by the flying sword.

But when the smoke cleared, Ye Li looked at Rick in the gravel pit, and his eyes widened slightly.

"Your body... What's going on?"

The flying sword was stuck diagonally on the ground, but none of them slashed through Rick's body, he was like that, maintaining his original appearance, standing in place, looking at Ye Li with a smile.

What surprised Ye Li even more was that at this time, Rick had long since lost his human appearance.

The whole human body has shrunk to about the original size, the hands and feet have become short and thin, as if there are no bones, and the body is completely covered with blue scales, not so much a human as a monster.

On his back, like other seascales infused with deep-sea genes, grew a large red cape.

The only head that had grown larger slowly opened its sharp fangs and made a hoarse sound.

"Use your strongest move to attack directly, Huaguo's earth dog!"

"No matter where you attack from, you can't hurt me in the slightest!"

Ye Li's face was heavy, and he raised his right hand to withdraw the flying sword.

One by one, the Huaguo team members looked at Rick's monster-like appearance, and their faces were full of horror.

Only Wang Tu, frowning and turning his head slightly, looked at a mediocre girl with closed eyes in the rest area of the British team.

Her only exposed face was painted with many incomprehensible lines, like totems, and her hands slowly formed a magic seal, and in that magic seal, one after another dark blue mana gathered in it, as if it was the ultimate witchcraft of ancient times.

It gives people an extremely ominous premonition!