193. Just Here to Leave a Footprint

Looking at Jiang Shaoxu, this Little Fox, with her meticulous and considerate care, the teacher from the Osaka National Pavilion, seated at the head of the table, finally couldn't help but speak up, "You seem to have a lot of free time. I remember when the National Team came here, they were all immersed in training, but we still beat them to a pulp. And you people, you're out shopping! Shopping is the first thing you do when you come to Osaka... How are you any different from ordinary girls?"

Hearing what the old Japanese women opposite her were saying, Jiang Shaoxu continued feeding them, "I am a mage, and also a woman. Besides, you guardians of the temple don't seem to be anything special, which doesn't disappoint my laid-back attitude."

Jiang Shaoxu was not a kind person to begin with. She had heard from others that the Japanese from the West Guardian Pavilion were very unfriendly, especially since one of their girls had argued with Tang Miao. So she didn't need to be so polite.

She spoke with even more conviction, ultimately because she had powerful backing, regardless of where she was or what the situation was.

These words immediately offended all the Little Japan at the dinner party.

However, she completely ignored any change in the other person's mood and continued to ask Tang Miao which dish was delicious...

"She's got a sharp tongue, but what good is it? She'll still end up as that man's little maid!" one of the glamorous female guards said, watching Jiang Fox serve Tang Miao like a maid.

The woman spoke with a heavy nasal tone, making no attempt to hide Jiang Shaoxu's dissatisfaction and disdain.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fox spoke with a fiery tone, "Actually, we ate quite a bit of delicious food in Osaka this afternoon. It's strange, though, that the people in such a wonderful city are the opposite; they always give off an uncomfortable feeling. Let's just have a spar tonight and leave our mark on your faces. We still have to move on to our next stop."

Upon hearing this, the men were stunned.

Then they each took a few bites...

Having been there for so long, apart from Ai Jiangtu, the other guys were all secretly envious of Tang Miao.

Having eaten nothing, they seized the opportunity when they heard that the young lady from the official family was about to start a fight.

The night is still long; if there's delicious food to eat and you're still waiting to eat dry rations, then you're just being a fool.

The entire Japanese population of the West Guardian Pavilion across the street were furious upon hearing Jiang Shaoxu's words!

To describe receiving a badge of recognition as stepping on their face is a blatant insult!

The banquet fell silent at once, and Tang Miao then tugged at Jiang Shaoxu.

Wangyue Qianxun had already stood up from her seat. Seeing that Tang Miao, that bitch, was pulling Jiang Shaoxu, seemingly trying to dissuade her, she suppressed her anger slightly.

In her mind, Tang Miao was scared! She couldn't help but feel a little smug. But her smugness lasted only a few seconds before Tang Miao's voice rang out. "You women are all well-fed in Osaka, while we're still starving. If you're going to fight, you have to wait until we're full."

Upon hearing this, several male colleagues expressed their agreement!

Meanwhile, the Japanese on the other side were completely dumbfounded...

Especially Wangyue Qianxun, who had just been thinking about whether she should give Tang Miao a quick death and stop torturing him, almost spat out a mouthful of blood in anger after hearing what he said, and at the same time the silver spoon in her hand made a sound of snapping!

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shaoxu obediently sat down again and began selecting delicious food for Tang Miao, his previous arrogant attitude vanishing instantly.

Some people on the other side were puzzled by this.

This woman acted all high and mighty, clearly someone of high status. But why would someone like that feed someone dressed in expensive clothes?

But who cares about that now?

West Guardian Pavilion didn't eat much; they were too angry to eat anything.

Japan is a land of outstanding talent, and in terms of the overall strength of its mages, it ranks among the best in the world. When any country comes to their West Guardian Pavilion to spar, they are all extremely respectful and well-behaved, speaking in soft voices.

These people from Huaxia are really something else, extremely arrogant. I've never seen anyone dare to bully others like this on someone else's turf!

The old woman, her face ashen, then spoke up, "Since you're so eager for instruction, don't blame us for not providing adequate hospitality. Men, set up the arena now! Make sure this sparring session can proceed smoothly after the banquet and tea!"

Immediately, the group began preparations.

Wangyue Mingjian wanted to say something, but seeing that things had reached a point where a fight was inevitable, he simply shut up.

The old woman who just gave the order must be one of the instructors here. The students guarding the hall were incredibly excited when they learned that they were about to take action!

Especially the Golden Showy Haired Youth, who was all smiles. He was a very impatient person. He had wanted to make a move earlier that day when he was leading Tang Miao and the other arrogant and rude people around. Now that they were so eager to court death, they couldn't blame the West Guardian Pavilion!

As guardians of the temple, they couldn't completely overwhelm the teams that went for training, but the difference between them wasn't significant.

This slight difference, if demonstrated by someone standing out on the side guarding the gate, could give him a chance to replace someone else!

Everyone wants to become world-famous on the battlefield of Venice, so they give it their all in every National Pavilion challenge to ensure they have a chance to advance.

By this time, Ai Jiangtu had already eaten and drunk his fill; he hadn't watched Tang Miao being fed earlier. Captain Ai clearly had no interest in such a boring affair.

Looking at the opposing R player, he asked, "What's your strategy? One-on-one or team fight?"

Upon hearing this, the old woman paused for a moment and then said, "One-on-one will suffice. Each team will select five players for one-on-one duels."

In team battles, it's relatively easy to find out the opponent's background. But it's a different story in one-on-one situations!

The flamboyant blond man was the first to volunteer after the old woman finished speaking, "Teacher, let me do it. Even in a vast country like this, there are bound to be some narrow-minded people. I think it's most appropriate for me to handle this kind of educational matter."

In last year's National Prefecture Competition, Japan ranked higher than Huaxia. Because of this, they felt incredibly powerful, while the Huaxia team was considered weak. This explains their overconfidence.

The old woman was quite the show-off, looking at the flamboyant man and saying, "Guests are guests; let them choose their opponents."

Guan Yu, who had already argued with the flamboyant guy, stood up and said, "Then I'll choose the one with the full head of blond hair. I was just worried about not having a suitable punching bag to replace him. The instructors' rule against infighting is really annoying!"

Zhao Manyan naturally understood his veiled insults. He wasn't exactly known for his good temper, and with a Soul-grade Defensive Magic Tool in hand, he wasn't afraid of Guan Yu at all!

He immediately roared angrily, "Guan Yu, I can beat you into an idiot right now!"

Guan Yu remained disdainful. "I won't lay a hand on you. I don't want to lose my precious spot because of a substitute like you. I, Guan Yu, still have a chance to make a name for myself in Venice, so I have plenty of patience for you until then."

"I love you!!"