National Fate: My Three Teammates Are Ghosts and a Buff Old Man, This Is Too Easy

When forbidden zones descend, four people from each country are randomly bound to its national destiny.

Yan Zhiyue, with Yang Jian's template, sword saint Liu Yuan, Ridge-Moving Chief Chen Bailou, and Shunliu are selected.

Seeing that his teammates are three hulking, muscular uncles, Shunliu completely breaks down.

Countries around the world begin to gloat.

“One idiot and three even bigger idiots? Pfft, Longguo's luck has run out!”

“Haha, Longguo is finished. All they have left are three big, burly men with nothing but appearances!”

Suddenly, three voices ring out as they slaughter their way through the enemies.

“Ten thousand miles with the sword, yet nothing beats a foot before me! I am the strongest sword in the mortal world!”

“Search for dragons, divide the gold, and read the winding mountains... There is no path in this world that Chen Bailou cannot find! There is always a way!”

“The twilight of the gods, the dawn of mankind! Behold the future! Nine-Turn Divine Art, Heaven and Earth, take my blade! Break!”

The contestants from every country are dumbfounded.

“Holy crap! Will someone do something about Longguo's contestants? Are they even human?”

Shunliu stares blankly. “So I'm the weakest one!”