This match was held at the Plains Arena in Venice.
As its name suggested, it was the largest of Venice's many arenas, a perfect circle with ground so flat there was not a single rise.
Perhaps because both China and the United Kingdom were favorites to win the championship, and both sides had clearly fielded their strongest lineups, the organizers had made no major changes to the Plains Arena's terrain.
They had only grown a patch of forest on either side of the flat arena. The facing edges of the two forests formed nearly parallel straight lines.
The land in the middle remained unchanged: standard, flat, hard-packed earth.
At each team's entrance was a rectangular area marked out in white powder. All five members of the Chinese Team and the British Team had entered their respective areas and were waiting for the referee's signal.
"We're short on defense. I'll use a Level Four Heavenly Flame Funeral to break up their formation, then find a way to knock Ailin out. Captain, I'll leave Zhe Luo to you for now. Mo Fan, keep an eye on Weston for me. Mu Nujiao, Mu Ningxue, help me block that Sound Mage who specializes in disruption..." Zhou Sining quickly laid out his plan.
"Right."
Everyone knew this would be a tough fight. The British opponents were among the very strongest across all thirty-two nations, even more fearsome than Germany.
One careless move could cost them everything!
The five members of the British Team were under just as much pressure.
In truth, most of their fear of the Chinese Team came from Zhou Sining.
"Barrett, you must keep Zhou Sining pinned down. His mental cultivation is powerful, so he isn't afraid of Mind Element attacks, but the Sound Element and Curse Element can disrupt and