Chapter 270: Dragon Country Sent in One Person?!

Watching this scene.

Principal Guhe's expression changed.

"Time's up."

He looked at Lin Mo:

"Lin Mo, the entrance to the Initial World War Fuben has now opened."

"The opening will last only five minutes."

Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded.

He turned and walked toward the rift.

At that moment.

The other members of Long Xu Ban also spoke up one after another.

"Go, Captain!!!"

"Crush them!!!"

"Captain is invincible! Let those dogs never return!"

Hearing the shouts from behind.

Lin Mo did not turn around.

He simply faced away from everyone, casually raised his right hand, and waved it in midair.

The next second.

A flash of light.

Lin Mo vanished into the rift.

With Lin Mo's entry.

Everyone fell silent.

Rows of text appeared above the Team Fuben rift.

Displayed there was the real-time entry status of the eight nations in this World War.

【Dragon Country War Zone: 1/20】

Just a few seconds later.

In the other war zones, except for the Ying Country, the numbers instantly filled to the limit.

【Great Han Country War Zone: 20/20】

【Tianzhu Country War Zone: 20/20】

【Yue Country War Zone: 20/20】

【...】

Xu Wenchang, looking at the text above the Team Fuben rift, couldn't help but sigh:

"Principal, Elder Nie."

"Tell me..."

"If the people from those other seven nations, including the Adams family, saw our Dragon Country's entry status..."

"What would they think?"

Hearing Xu Wenchang's teasing.

Lin Tianhao snorted, crossing his arms over his chest.

His eyes were full of pride.

"Think?"

"What could they possibly think?"

"They probably think there's some internal problem in our Dragon Country. Who cares about them."

"When the battlefield ends and they find that not a single one of their so-called geniuses managed to come out of the battlefield, they'll know."

Principal Guhe also smiled and stroked his beard.

"Indeed."

"One person surrounding one hundred and forty people... it's truly something this old man is looking forward to."

"It's a pity we can't see what's happening inside..."

Meanwhile.

Ying Country, Supreme Academy.

In the central square of the Team Fuben.

Cherry blossoms drifted down.

Yet the atmosphere was grim to the extreme.

Instructor Inoue, hands clasped behind his back, looked coldly at the twenty Onmyoji geniuses standing straight before him.

At this moment, in each of their hands, they held a Legendary Special Weapon.

Around the square.

Thousands of Ying Country students had gathered.

They gazed at the Onmyoji in the center with fervent eyes.

"Silence!"

Kanonuki Kyō shouted coldly.

The originally noisy square instantly fell deathly silent.

"Today!"

"We shall set foot upon the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Nations!"

"A mere Long Xu Ban of Long Country, a mere Lin Mo!"

"Beneath our blades, they will be reduced to nothing but a pile of minced meat!"

"We shall return in triumphant victory, bearing supreme glory and the heads of our enemies!"

"Long live the Daying Empire!"

Listening to Kanna Tsuki's words.

The surrounding students instantly erupted in fervor.

"Long live!!!"

"Lord Kanna Tsuki is invincible!"

"Kill every last Long Country person!!!"

The fanatical cries of shouting shook the very clouds.

Inoue Yu watched this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

He stepped forward.

"Enough."

"Remember what I told you yesterday."

"The people of Long Country are nothing to worry about."

"Your true objective is the specialized weapons in the hands of other nations once the encirclement is over!"

"The moment an opportunity arises, strike at once! Do not hesitate in the slightest!"

Hearing this, the corner of Kanna Tsuki's mouth curled into a cold smirk.

"Rest assured, Instructor Inoue."

"This time, I will surely bring back over a hundred specialized weapons for the Daying Empire!"

Having said that.

Kanna Tsuki turned around.

"Ghost God Squad, follow me…"

"Wait!"

Just at that moment.

Tiancao Zongyilang interrupted Kanna Tsuki.

His expression was visibly uneasy, his gaze fixed dead on the text above the Team Fuben rift.

"What's wrong?"

Yagyu Jianyi furrowed his brow.

Tiancao Zongyilang pointed above the Team Fuben.

"The Long Country war zone… how is it that only one person has entered?"

Hearing this.

Kanna Tsuki and Yagyu Jianyi also raised their heads.

Sure enough.

While every other nation showed 20/20.

The Long Country column.

Blazingly displayed a glaring 1/20!

"One person?"

Yagyu Jianyi was briefly stunned.

Then, he let out a contemptuous snicker.

"Heh."

"This passage has only just opened."

"There's a five-minute window to enter."

"Probably something happened on Long Country's side — they're late or fighting among themselves, dawdling at the entrance."

"Don't overthink it, let's go."

However.

Tiancao Zongyilang remained deeply uneasy.

"I just feel… something's not right…"

"Class leader, how about we… how about we just don't go in?"

The moment those words left his mouth.

Every member of the Ghost God Squad was briefly stunned.

"Baka!!!"

Yagyu Jianyi flew into a violent rage.

He lunged forward in a single bound and seized Tiancao Zongyilang by the collar.

"Tiancao! What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"Deserting?"

"Where is your samurai spirit?"

"Just one measly Long Country person, and you've already lost your nerve?"

"Believe it or not, I'll split you in half right now!"

Tiancao Zongyi was choked until he couldn't breathe.

"I... I was just..."

"Enough."

Kannazuki Kyō spoke calmly.

He stepped forward and patted Yagyu Kenichi's hand.

"Let him go."

Yagyu Kenichi snorted coldly and set him down.

Kannazuki Kyō looked at Tiancao.

"Tiancao, look at me."

Tiancao Zongyilang raised his head and looked at Kannazuki Kyō cautiously.

Kannazuki Kyō said coldly:

"Do you think, with my current strength plus the Special Weapon in my hand,"

"there is anyone among my peers who can defeat me?"

Tiancao Zongyilang thought for a moment:

"N... no..."

Kannazuki Kyō continued:

"Even if we take ten thousand steps back,"

"even if there really is someone, Kenichi's strength is not below mine."

"Do you think, with the two of us, Kenichi and I, joining forces, plus your eighteen elites wielding Special Weapons,"

"we still can't kill a Dragon Nation person?"

Under Kannazuki Kyō's extremely oppressive reassurance,

the fear in Tiancao Zongyilang's eyes was forcibly suppressed.

Indeed.

The class monitor and Kenichi are both here, and everyone has a Special Weapon.

How could we lose?

"I... fine then."

Tiancao Zongyilang gritted his teeth.

"Very good."

Kannazuki Kyō turned around.

"We enter!"

Quickly,

the twenty Onmyoji Geniuses of the Divine Ghost Clan vanished into the Team Fuben rift.

At this moment,

Instructor Inoue Arashi stood outside.

He raised his head, his gaze falling once again upon the rift above.

His brows furrowed.

What exactly is the Dragon Nation up to?

Could they really be late?

He raised his wrist and checked the time.

Let's wait and see.

As time passed,

only the final ten seconds remained.

Inoue Arashi watched the time uneasily.

"10..."

"9..."

He stared at the entry status of each battle zone above the Team Fuben rift.

The Dragon Nation battle zone was still 1/20.

"???"

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

Buzz—!

As the five-minute timer ended,

the Team Fuben rift emitted a violent tremor.

Immediately, the red light along the rift's edges instantly solidified.

The passage closed completely.

Inoue Arashi suddenly raised his head, looking once again at the area above the Team Fuben rift.

The entry status for all battle zones was completely locked.

【Ying Nation Battle Zone: 20/20】

【Great Cold Nation War Zone: 20/20】

【Tianzhu Nation War Zone: 20/20】

……

【Dragon Nation War Zone: 1/20】

"……"

Inoue Yu was dumbfounded.

"WTF?"

"What the hell is Dragon Nation doing?"

"They really only sent in one person?!"