After some courteous remarks, the bus and van left Fumosi, Northern Province.

Back to the place where ordinary mobile phones can also access the Internet, a group of people unconsciously turned on their mobile phones to browse videos and news.

"I'll go, you guys look, this year's National Games battle is about to start again."

"I'll see, I'll see."

Everyone quickly opened the news headlines, major video platforms, and the official website of the TV station to watch the live broadcast.

The battle of national fortune is not specific to a certain month or day, but the rule of every three years remains unchanged.

Among the people in the car, Ye Fan was the only one who didn't check his phone.

For him, the mobile phone is really useless except for making calls.

Originally, there was also a payment function, but it was not easy to calculate by myself, and Xiang Yi could only do the shopping for him.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you looking at?"

Sitting beside Xiang Yi, Ye Fan was bored and wanted to talk to Xiang Yi, but the latter focused all his attention on his mobile phone.

"The Battle of National Fortune."

"What is the battle of national fortune?"

"I can't explain it to you. Anyway, every country will send a hero to fight for their country."

"Those who survived have the opportunity to bring rewards to the motherland. According to the performance in the battle, the ranking, the higher the ranking, the richer the rewards."

"Oh!"

Ye Fan understood a little bit, and asked curiously.

"Then which hero will our Chinese Congress send to go? Does No.1 have any certificates, bonuses and pennants?"

"If there is, I am willing to participate. I like being a hero the most, and I also like awards and bonuses."

"I don't know which demon master our country will send, but no matter who it is, it is our hero in China."

Xiang Yi pulled Ye Fan to her side, and then leaned on his shoulder.

"Don't talk, let's watch our heroes win glory for the country together."

"it is good."

Ye Fan was obedient and stopped talking, and just cast his eyes on Xiang Yi's Huawei mobile phone.

In the picture, a figure shrouded in a light blue hooded robe stood on a strange altar.

The altar is surrounded by water curtains, flying down, which is extremely magical.

A hundred and ten yellow file bags were suspended beside the figure, and the file bags contained the information of contestants from 108 countries of Blue Star.

I saw that figure lightly tap one of the file bags, and the file bag scattered and disappeared like a splash.

Then, a figure appeared on the altar.

This figure is very burly and tall, with brown hair and beard.

"It's Bribsuzyski from the Polar Bear Country, I know him, a genuine seventh-level magician with three stars."

In polar bear country.

When the people saw the person chosen by their country appear on the stage, they burst into cheers like a tsunami.

The quiet town instantly became lively, and the people spontaneously sang the battle song "Katyusha".

The blue-robed man didn't stop the movement in his hand, and clicked on another file bag, repeating the action just now.

In the next second, a middle-aged man with black hair and dark eyes appeared on the altar.

The man glanced at Bribsuzowski indifferently, did not speak, and waited quietly with his arms folded.

Huaxia Fumo Department.

The picture on the altar is being played on the big screen in the meeting room.

In the huge conference room, dozens of people were sitting here watching the live broadcast.

The heads of the various military regions, Dean Zhou of the Fumo Academy, and Dean Zhang of the Ghost Qi Recovery Research Institute are all here.

"Minister, this is Pu Beizhuo from the South Peninsula, and he is also a genuine seventh-level magician."

"Stronger than Yue Fei, not weaker."

Ling Yan is like a commentator.

Every time a figure appeared on the altar, she would accurately tell the other person's name, nationality and realm, like a treasure.

"It doesn't matter, the previous champions have never been the strongest person."

Suo Zhen, the minister, didn't care about strength at all. They were all seventh-level magicians.

"There are too many variables in the battle of national fortune, and the comparison is the ability to respond on the spot."

The outskirts of Kyoto.

Yue Fei sat quietly in front of the TV and waited for the Sea Demon Lord's call.

On the side, my parents and family members were worried.

They are naturally happy that Yue Fei can contribute to the country.

But when they thought about the fate of those who participated in the battle of national fortune in the past, they were extremely worried.

"Son! Mom doesn't ask you to be a hero, Mom just asks you to come back safe and sound."

"Dad, come on. You are the best, and you will definitely win the championship for the motherland."

"You are my role model, and when I grow up, I want to be a hero of the people like you."

"Yue Fei, you can participate in the competition with peace of mind. I am at home."

Yue Fei's wife has a lot to say.

I thought I would comfort Yue Fei, but I just said a few words, but I couldn't make a sound.

"Okay, it's okay, don't worry!"

"The master gave me five life-healing talismans. In this competition, no one has as many means of self-protection as I do."

Seeing the blue-robed human sea demon lord walking towards the file bag with the Chinese national flag printed on it, Yue Fei got up and embraced all his family members.

Then close your eyes and prepare to accept the call of fate.

However, after waiting for a long time, I still hugged my family, and I didn't feel the force of teleportation.

? ? ? ?
what happened?

Yue Fei was a little dazed, turned his head to look at the TV, and was immediately confused.

A handsome young man appeared on the altar, looking around blankly.

on the bus.

Xiang Yi felt his head sink, as if he had lost his support.

Turning around to tell Ye Fan not to move, before he could say anything, he saw Ye Fan disappearing little by little in front of him.

Just like a sand sculpture in the wind, because of the process of turning into yellow sand by the wind.

Ye Fan!

What about Ye Fan?
Xiang Yi had never seen such a scene before, and suddenly panicked, not knowing what to do.

How could Ye Fan disappear from his eyes?
Could it be that I have been having a dream of getting to know each other and love each other?
Now, is the dream about to wake up?
"Ye Fan, Xiang Yi, look quickly, the person we sent out from Huaxia looks like Ye Fan!"

"Ye Fan, do you think this person is your brother?"

Li Junye yelled in surprise when he saw Ye Fan in the video.

In fact, not only him, but everyone in the car was full of curiosity, unconsciously looking at the seats of Xiang Yi and Ye Fan.

"Hey, where's Ye Fan?"

Xiang Yi heard the words, and quickly looked at the screen on the phone, suddenly lost his mind.

She was sure that Ye Fan was really arranged to participate in the competition.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan said just now that he wanted to be a hero, and now his dream has come true.

She really couldn't figure out why the country chose Ye Fan but didn't say hello to Ye Fan and her.

She thought that the success of the experiments in the past few days and the subjugation of the spirit beast was a sign of her fortune.

However, at this moment, God gave her a thunderous blow.

That was a terrible battle of national destiny with a high death rate!
That is a terrifying place known as the Martyr Manufacturing Camp!

Ye Fan, can he come back?

This fool wasn't even prepared, and he still hasn't realized what happened.

Seeing Ye Fan's bewildered expression in the video, Xiang Yi burst into tears, not knowing what to do.

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