The location of the national team in Osaka was quite interesting. It was located between two mountains around eight kilometers away from the shoreline.
The two mountains looked very similar to one another. The terrain was rugged, and the slope was steep. The roads were winding around the waist of the mountains, and they would occasionally see the roads leading to cliffs at a hundred and eighty degrees.
The National Training Hall was located at the top of the mountain, also known as the Shuangshou Pavilion. From afar, they could see two gray-white castles standing on the mountain. Between the two twin pavilions, there was a wooden corridor hanging in the air. There was only one path leading to the Shuangshou Pavilion, thus the only way to reach the Shuangshou Pavilion was through the corridor!
The Shuangshou Pavilion was quite famous both in China and abroad. Mofan and his crew did not expect the National Training Hall to be located here. It was a great opportunity for them to witness the construction of the Tianshou Pavilion in Japan.
"The eaves of the Shuangshou Pavilion are actually observation towers. If you look south from here, you will be able to see the fiercest battlefield in Osaka. Therefore, many authorities in the military are staying here … I didn't expect the National Training Hall to be so magnificent!" exclaimed Jiang Yu.
When they arrived at the West Guard Pavilion, the castle-like structure was indeed magnificent. However, in Mofan's eyes, the castles with pointed eaves and tiled roofs were just a combination of Chinese and Western architecture. There was nothing special about them.
When they arrived at the stone walls, two Japanese Magicians in samurai robes were guarding the entrance. Their gazes immediately sharpened when they saw Mofan and his crew, as if they had trespassed on a forbidden land.
"Hey, you must be from China!" a young woman in a kimono holding an umbrella asked in a questioning tone.
She was speaking in English, so everyone could understand her.
The woman in the kimono walked toward them. Normally, a kimono would easily accentuate a Japanese woman's elegance, gentleness, and friendliness. However, the woman was not as friendly as they thought. She suddenly closed the umbrella in her hand and stabbed it into the ground. She pointed her other hand at the group of people.
"How did you know we're from China?" Mofan was confused. Normally, people from China and Japan did not look any different. The woman did not even hear them talking in Chinese. How did she know they were from China? Couldn't they be Koreans?
"That's it? You China tourists don't know any etiquette. Didn't you see a sign at the foot of the mountain? Are you illiterate? " The woman in the kimono turned sideways and puffed out her chest. Her tall wooden clogs made her look tall and slender. Even the way she looked at Mofan and the others was filled with pride and disdain.
"Miss Hua, we are not tourists." Mofan said.
"Even the Chinese who come here to work with Japanese identities can't do it. Hurry up and go down the mountain, or I'll throw you down one by one!" The kimono woman said arrogantly.
Hearing the woman's prejudiced words, Mofan was very unhappy.
Ai Jiangtu, Guan Yu, Zhou Xu, Zhao Manyan, Zu Jiming, and the others pulled long faces. Everyone in the team was a genius chosen from various universities in China. They had nothing else, but they were definitely proud and qualified compared to their peers.
They had no idea where this Japanese woman came from. Not only did she look down on them, she was obviously looking down on the Chinese too. She spoke as if Japan was a sacred place, and the Chinese loved to stick close to them!
"Calm down, calm down, I'll talk to her." Mofan quickly comforted the others when he saw their temper rising faster than him.
The woman in the kimono was infuriated when she saw the group of people still standing there. She pointed at them and snapped, "The Shuangshou Pavilion is a sacred place in Osaka. Don't you dare bring your filthy aura here. Piss off."
"B * tch, who are you calling filthy? Do you believe I'm going to f * * king demolish your two shitty pavilions right now? I'm giving you face, yet you don't want it! "Mofan immediately pointed at the woman in the kimono and scolded her.
The others stared at Mofan in astonishment. Didn't he tell them not to be angry just a moment ago? Why did he suddenly scold the woman so fiercely? Wasn't the situation changing a little too fast?
"What did you say? I dare you to say it again!" The woman in the kimono was so angry that her chest heaved heavily.
"B * tch!" Mofan scolded.
"Not that!" The woman in the kimono tossed the umbrella aside and said coldly.
"I'm giving you face, yet you don't want it!" said Mofan.
"Not that either." The woman in the kimono stretched out her hands and slowly placed her milky-white arms behind her neck. She slowly coiled up her loose hair.
When her hair was hanging down, it was difficult to see her face clearly. However, when she coiled her hair up, her delicate face was fully revealed. She was an outstanding beauty. A pair of silver earrings perfectly set off her milky skin!
"I'm going to demolish your shitty pavilions!" Mofan was never afraid. Since the arrogant woman wanted to hear it, he would repeat it to her.
What the f * * k was she acting like the Japanese were looking down on the Chinese? They were here to challenge the National Training Hall. They had yet to kick down the entrance of the National Training Hall, yet this woman had already insulted them!
"Humph!" The woman in the kimono had already coiled her hair into a bun. She had an icy expression on her face. "You're going to regret what you just said!"
The air suddenly turned cold. Strange vines began to appear on the smooth gray marble floor under the woman's feet.
Unknowingly, the number of vines increased. One could see them intertwining together to form a petal more than a meter wide. There were five petals, and they bloomed one after another like bellflowers. They were distributed under the kimono woman, lifting her up!
More and more giant platycodon was growing. The plants grew rapidly after the woman in the kimono uttered a cry. In just a few seconds, they had completely covered the marble ground in front of the West Guardian Tower, which was the size of a soccer field!
"Chihaya, stop it!" a rough voice came from the West Guard Pavilion.
The woman in the kimono was so angry that her face had turned cold. Judging from her personality, she was obviously the kind of person who would not hesitate to do anything. However, when the voice appeared once again, this time with a stern tone, the aura of the woman in the kimono quickly dissipated.
The densely intertwined plants on the ground also quickly withered, turning into gray powder in an instant and scattering all over the ground.
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