912 The Egyptian Teams Reattemp (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Meos was rather annoyed.

She was the vice-captain of the team from Egypt. They initially thought sending Sayed, who was relatively strong on the team, was enough to handle the Chinese team at the Training Hall, buying the others some time to focus on their business. They believed Sayed could handle the challenge by himself.

To their surprise, Sayed ended up losing to the Chinese team at the National Hall. It was humiliating that they could not even secure the stamp from the Chinese team!

Little Flame Belle was lying on Mo Fan's shoulder. The little creature acted as if it was her first time seeing foreigners. She flew forward and circled around Meos without asking Mo Fan for his permission.

”Who's trashy pet is this, stop bothering me!” Meos was in a pretty bad mood. She waved her hand and threw a Lightning Strike at Little Flame Belle.

Little Flame Belle was already in the Advancing Period of the Warrior Level. A mere Basic Spell had no chance of landing on her. She leaned sideways and floated away, dodging the Lightning Strikes. She cried out in grievance and returned to Mo Fan's shoulder.

Mo Fan immediately felt unpleasant!

Damn it, not only did she curse Little Flame Belle, she was actually trying to hurt the harmless little creature. Did she really see herself as an emperor, who could bully whoever she wanted?

”You, yes you, stop looking around, I was referring to you, are you tired of living? How dare you bully my beloved Little Flame Belle!” Mo Fan strode forward without caring about how many people were in the group.

Mo Fan was talking in English. He had to make sure that these foreigners could understand him! He had never seen anyone acting so smugly in a foreign country!

”And who the hell are you?” shot back Meos impatiently, looking disgusted.

”B*tch, you really love putting up a show, don't you? Do you believe that I can knock you back to your country with a single punch?” Mo Fan was a hot-tempered person too. He could not stand anyone acting so smugly in front of him.

”You? I can turn you into a cripple with a single finger. I suggest you get out of my sight before I change my mind. Such a lousy, uncultured country, I have had enough of it!” cursed Meos.

Mo Fan was filled with anger.

Was this person mentally retarded? She couldn't even tell she was in the wrong if he didn't teach her a lesson, and yet she dared to talk down to his country? Why didn't she take a look at her own face? Did she seriously assume she was a noble queen just because she was wearing a golden tiara on her head?

”Mo Fan, what are you doing here?” Mu Nujiao came and saw Mo Fan yelling at a group of foreigners.

Mu Nujiao initially thought Mo Fan was the one that started the trouble. However, her face turned dark when she spotted a familiar person in the group.

Sayed, the Egyptian hated by everyone on the Chinese team. Why was he here again? He even brought a whole team over!

”What are you doing here? Isn't the challenge over?” Mu Nujiao asked in an unpleasant voice.

Sayed had an awkward expression, but Meos continued to lift her chin proudly and said, ”Every country has three attempts at the challenge. We do admit that Sayed has lost the first attempt, yet we don't want to miss out on the stamp of a little country.”

”A little country?” Mu Nujiao was infuriated upon hearing her words.