275: Chapter 275 China Team, Reaching the World Championship

On February 25th, at Zui Xian Lou Restaurant.

These past few days, Ye Mo brought Wan Nan to Zui Xian Lou Restaurant almost every day.

However, Wan Nan never sat at the table to eat or drink; instead, he always stood by Ye Mo's side, paying close attention. Whenever Ye Mo's wine cup was empty, he would take the initiative to refill it.

What puzzled Wan Nan, however, was that as soon as his master arrived at Zui Xian Lou Restaurant, he would drink in gloomy silence without saying a single word.

He didn't dare to ask. As a servant, the biggest taboo was asking about one's master's business.

If he displeased his master, a beating would be considered a light punishment; some were even beaten to death.

Having grown up in the market city since childhood, he had heard of such occurrences many times.

"Go settle the bill. You can keep the change." Ye Mo put down some Spirit Stones, stood up, and left the restaurant.

On the street, Wan Nan jogged to keep up behind Ye Mo.

Because of the crowd, he often couldn't keep up with Ye Mo's pace.

Ye Mo would occasionally turn his head to look back, only to see Wan Nan running toward him, panting heavily every time.

"After we get back, I will teach you a Martial Artist Cultivation Technique. Do you want to learn it?" Ye Mo said.

"Really?! Thank you, Master!" Wan Nan said joyfully.

There were quite a few Martial Artists in the market city, but a Martial Artist Cultivation Technique also required Spirit Stones to purchase.

Wan Nan had originally planned to buy a Martial Artist Cultivation Technique as soon as he saved up enough Spirit Stones. He never expected his master to take the initiative to offer to teach him one.

How could this not make him happy? It would also save him a lot of Spirit Stones.

Upon returning to the courtyard, Ye Mo taught Wan Nan a high-grade Martial Artist Cultivation Technique, and gave him quite a few qi-blood pills as well as a marrow cleansing pill.

This marrow cleansing pill could allow an ordinary person to quickly become a Martial Artist.

Wan Nan naturally didn't know this, but after he took the marrow cleansing pill, it only took him an hour to Breakthrough to the Early Stage of the Yellow Rank.

Only then did he realize the preciousness of this Medicinal Pill.

"Master really is different from other Immortals."

Wan Nan secretly vowed that he would earn many Spirit Stones in the future to repay his master.

In the early morning, Ye Mo traveled back to the spaceship.

The date was August 7th.

As soon as Ye Mo returned to the spaceship, he heard bursts of shouting echoing across it.

"What's going on?" Ye Mo looked at Xu Jingshu and asked.

"Uh, your hometown folks are quite bored. They're getting so excited just playing soccer," Xu Jingshu said, speechless.

"Playing soccer?" With a flash of his body, Ye Mo left the living room.

At this moment, the spaceship's deck was packed with a sea of people.

Cheers echoed endlessly.

"Here it comes, here it comes! He's about to kick!"

"Is it that move? The Mighty Vajra Leg!"

"That's right, but I prefer to call it the Super Tornado."

"Xingxing, crush those foreigners for me!"

"What foreigners? Everyone is a member of the five hundred and sixty clans of Huaxia now!"

Ye Mo watched in a daze as a middle-aged man in the middle of the field spun 720 degrees in the air, kicking a soccer ball forged from steel.

Hit by the kick, the soccer ball shot toward the opponent's goal, carrying a powerful shockwave of air.

The goalkeeper was completely dumbfounded.

There was no way to catch this. Without even thinking, he ran away.

With a loud bang, the soccer ball sent the entire goal flying and overturned.

"You're cheating! If you've got the guts, don't use Body Cultivator strength!" the opposing players protested immediately.

However, no one paid them any attention. The entire stadium was filled with nothing but cheers.

"So soccer can be played like this. This is Cultivation Technique soccer."

Ye Mo's face also revealed a trace of a smile.

Before long, an announcer came to the center of the field. Hovering in mid-air with a megaphone in hand, he announced loudly, "The Baxi Team's goal is completely gone! I declare the winner of this match is the Huaxia Team!"

"Awesome! I never expected, never expected that in my lifetime, I would see the Huaxia Team reach the top of the world!"

"The last match, we lost 0-10 to Little Japan. I didn't expect our Huaxia to have a day like this."

"Bring it on!"

"Please speak Mandarin, or we'll throw you off the spaceship!"

"I said Huaxia is the strongest!"

...

The cheering continued for over ten minutes.

Finally, the announcer gestured for everyone to quiet down.

"The soccer tournament has concluded. Next, we will host the Table Tennis World Cup. Let me share some inside news with everyone: a veteran player is making a comeback for this table tennis tournament. I'm sure you can all guess who it is."

The announcer pointed toward the crowd. A man with styled hair stood up. The announcer immediately shouted in a high-pitched, excited voice:

"With enthusiastic applause, let us grandly welcome the strongest on earth, the Hexagonal Warrior, the first super Grand Slam winner to hold titles from the Olympics, World Championships, World Cup, Asian Games, Asian Championships, Asian Cup, ITTF World Tour Grand Finals, and National Games singles championships—Ma Long!!!"

The announcer's voice echoed through heaven and earth.

Actually, many people of this generation had never seen Ma Long, but every table tennis enthusiast had absolutely heard of him.

Ma Long took a step forward, arriving at the center of the court, and then blew a heart gesture to the crowd.

After introducing him, the announcer picked up the megaphone again and shouted loudly, "In addition to Ma Long's comeback, a young player has also emerged out of nowhere for this World Cup. He is only thirteen years old, but he swept through everyone in the qualifiers."

"I don't need to say more about this young player, as everyone should already know. He is the eldest son of our Lord God King—Ye Jingtian! Please welcome our little handsome guy, Young Master Ye!"

The announcer pointed toward the crowd once more.

Ye Jingtian stood up immediately, and with a flash of his body, he arrived at the center of the court.

"Young Master Ye, is there anything you'd like to say to everyone?" The announcer handed the megaphone to Ye Jingtian.

"There are too many 'Young Master Yes'. You can just call me Jing Tian from now on."

Ye Jingtian took the megaphone and continued, "Actually, the person I want to thank most for being able to play in this tournament is Xiao Fang from our village. She has always been silently supporting me from behind."

"Haha!!!"

After Ye Jingtian finished speaking, the crowd burst into laughter.

Outside the crowd, Ye Mo's face instantly went dark. He immediately located Cheng Ying in the crowd and sent a voice transmission: "When we get back later, aren't you going to give him a good beating? Also, who the hell is Xiao Fang?"

"He Shasha's child, He Xiaofang. The brat is taking a jab at me because I didn't let him play."

Cheng Ying was also speechless.

She had opposed Ye Jingtian playing table tennis, fearing it would interfere with his cultivation.

Him publicly saying He Xiaofang supported him behind his back was indeed a jab at Cheng Ying.

"He's not just taking a jab at you. This brat is clearly throwing shade at me! Saying there are 'too many Young Master Yes', isn't he just complaining about having too many younger brothers and sisters?"

Ye Mo said, gritting his teeth.

"He doesn't seem to be wrong, though."

Cheng Ying muttered.

Actually, Cheng Ying didn't blame Ye Mo for anything. On the contrary, ever since his Clone brought Xu Jingshu and the others over...

Ye Mo had rarely visited Cheng Ying and the others.

This couldn't help but make them wonder if Ye Mo had grown tired of the old and preferred the new.

Ye Mo could hear the underlying meaning, but there was nothing he could do to resolve it right now. He thought to himself that he would spend more time with them in the future.

For now, Ye Mo still had to push his Physique to a higher level.