Chapter 607

Boom.

The engine buzzed, the plane started and left Norway, where people had been for two weeks.

For Huang Yuanzhi, who finally got on the plane and followed Ye Kai, Lu Qingshan and others wanted to say something at the beginning. However, when they felt the power of Huang Yuanzhi, they never said a word.

Ye Kai sits at the back of the cabin, while Miao ya'er and Huang Yuanzhi sit on his left and right sides. After Huang Yuan gets on the plane, he says hello to Ye Kai and sits down with his eyes closed. Miao ya'er excitedly tells Ye Kai about the interesting things he encountered in Norway. Ye Kai sits in his seat and answers without a word.

The journey lasted about two hours, and finally the plane landed in Australia, the place where the top four draw.

The crowd got off the plane. On the boundless plain, the home team members of the other three countries had been standing two or three hundred meters away from the crowd, waiting for the draw.

Ye Kai raised his head slightly and looked at the dozen people.

Team USA.

The British team.

Australia.

is as like as two peas in his own mind. There is little cold war in the country. It is said that ye Kai can only think of the Australian team besides the strong teams from the United States, Britain, Russia and China.

A sharp mouthed member of the British team looked at Ye Kai and others coming this way. The corners of his mouth curved and sneered.

"Tut Tut, it seems that I've been through a hard fight for coming so late."

"Unfortunately, like last year, you are going to go home to find your mother in the final four."

Lu Qingshan heard the man say so, bursts of cold from the body spray out, cold voice cheered.

"What did you say?"

When the man saw Lu Qingshan's reaction, he was not only a little afraid, but also opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. His tongue was very long, so long that people were afraid.

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

Zhang Fan is not willing to be outdone: "talk big before the game. It's hard to see if you lose at that time."

A tall man with grey pupils, who was standing beside the man with pointed lips and whiskers, responded coldly.

"Chinese team, if you and I are in the same group today, let's calculate the new account and the old account together."

There was no response from the Chinese team. They just walked by the British team and came to the rest area designated by the organizer.

Only Miao ya'er, passing by the British team, could not stop shivering.

Ye Li looks at Miao ya'er and asks.

"What's the matter with you?"

Miao ya'er shook her head and answered with a shaking voice.

"They feel terrible."

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

Only Ye Kai and Huang Yuanzhi, who are at the back, can understand the meaning of what Miao ya'er said. Huang Yuanzhi looks at Ye Kai solemnly. Ye Kai understands and nods.

The same as the seven European guardians Ye Kai met a few days ago, these five European players have deep-sea genes in their bodies, all of them are the blood of the sea scale tribe!

As there are only four teams left now, as long as one team draws out its opponents, it will determine the semi-final situation. Therefore, the draw of the last four finals will be drawn by the champion team of the last wudaoguo war, the United States team.

And the venue, there are only two kinds of water and plain, so after the U.S. team finished, other teams will not be on stage.

The other three teams sat close to each other in the rest area, watching the captain of the U.S. team walk forward with high spirits.

Since the captain of the US team has never appeared in the shortlist and the last 16, and the Chinese team was not in the same division in the last eight, everyone of the Chinese team saw the captain of the US team for the first time, so they couldn't help looking in the past.

Unexpectedly, it was a tall man with black hair and square glasses. He was not so much an American as a hybrid.

as like as two peas of table, he looked at the round table prepared by the organizers. Three identical square folded sheets were placed on the table, which contained the names of three countries in the world.

On the other side of the table, there are folded paper sheets, which are written on the semi-finals.

The captain of the U.S. team laughed and waved his hands. Two of the five sheets of paper flew into his own hands. He didn't even look at them. With a flick of his right hand, the two sheets of paper flew into the hands of the organizer.

The organizer in black formal dress caught the folded paper, opened it, looked at it, and then announced aloud.

"In the semi-final of wudaoguo, the U.S. team plays Australia on the lake."

"China vs. England, on the plain!"

As soon as the organizer made a sound, 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, each with a cold smile.Especially the man with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek, he sneered and drew his fingers together. He looked at the Chinese team and scratched his neck.

"Kill you."

The people's faces were gloomy and did not respond.

The next day, wudaoguo was in the semi-final.

On the vast plain, there are more than ten or twenty people standing scattered.

The Chinese home team, the youth training team, including Pang Baozong, have a total of 11 players.

On the British side, there are only five members of the home team.

An old Heavenly Master was still standing on the stone pillar, squinting as if he had fallen asleep.

From the facilities of the war, we can see that the purpose of the war is simple, direct, without any fancy, just to win.

A breeze blew, the old master slowly opened his eyes and said.

"China vs. England, game one, please enter."

Ye Li left the rest area long ago and went to the square plain field, looking eager to try.

In contrast, the British team is probably the captain of the men's cold voice.

"Rick."

The sharp mouthed man smiles and walks slowly to the field.

"The game begins!"

The old master announced loudly.

"Sword formation!"

Almost at the end of his voice, Ye Li waved his right hand and cried out.

Then, from his waist, he flew out more than a dozen carefully refined swords, hanging in the air.

Whew, whew,

the flying sword surrounded him, forming a huge sword circle. Looking at the spectacle, Rick just laughed and whistled.

"Fancy."

Ye Li's face sank and he pointed to Rick 20 meters away.

"Go

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

Unexpectedly, in the face of the flying sword that cut through the air, Rick not only didn't avoid it at all, but stood there, motionless.

Boom boom!

Flying sword shot to the ground, gravel with the sound of the ground split into the air.

The number of flying swords is extremely dense. Even if Rick is not fatally injured, he should be cut by the flying swords.

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

"What's the matter with your body?"

The flying sword tilted to the ground, but none of it crossed Rick's body. He just kept his original appearance and stood in the same place, looking at Ye Li with a smile.

What makes Ye Li even more surprised is that at this time, Rick has already lost the appearance of human beings.

The size of the whole person shrinks to about the original general, hands and feet become short and thin, as if there is no bone, the body is all covered by blue scales, it is not so much human, it has become something else.

On his back, he has a huge red promontory, just like other scaly people who have injected deep-sea genes.

The only enlarged head slowly opened its sharp fangs and made a hoarse sound.

"Attack directly with your strongest move, China's local dog!"

"No matter where you come from, you can't hurt me at all!"

Ye Li's face is heavy. He raises his right hand to take back the flying sword.

The Chinese team members looked at Rick's monstrous appearance one by one, and their faces were full of fear.

Only Ye Kai, frowning, turned his head slightly and looked at a mediocre girl with closed eyes in the rest area of the British team.

Her only exposed face is painted with a lot of incomprehensible lines, like a totem, and her hands slowly form a seal. In that seal, one dark blue mana after another gathers together, like the ultimate witchcraft of ancient times.

Bring people extremely ominous premonition!