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Chapter 142

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"But no matter how good-looking Ammo is, he can't beat James Lance in the ring with his looks. Are you sure Ammo can win?"

William looked at the young man in the seat next to him with a complicated look in his eyes.

This was mainly because of the latter's identity. He was the assistant to the CEO of the Eastern Region of Nathan Sports Group. He was a man of humble power with a bright future.

Three minutes ago, the young man had stopped their bus halfway. Surprisingly, Miss Linden and Head Coach Carl had allowed him to board the bus.

However, when the two of them introduced the young man's identity, all the students on the bus remained silent and even cheered for him.

Linden College's combat club had a new sponsor after five years, and it was said that it was of a higher standard.

And this contract came from the young man's employer, Nathan Sports Group.

"Of course!"

Carl Holden laughed. "Otherwise, why would our group sponsor Linden College as much as four million gold duns?"

William's face twitched. He thought that this man's words were really too straightforward.

"Actually, I know you. Are you William Jacques? I've seen videos of your recent matches. You're also very talented in combat, and your Mana is also very strong. "

Carl Holden extended his hand to William. "Ammo recommended you to the company and said that your future is limitless. After a month of investigation, our company also recognized this point. So, as long as you can win this match and enter the top 32, our company will provide you with a generous sponsorship contract. "

When William heard this, his face suddenly turned red and he began to speak incoherently. "Is this true? Mr. Carl? I can really get a sponsorship? Ha, I knew it. You're my best buddy, Ammo. "

Li Mochen heard this, but he rubbed his temples with a headache. "Carl, you'll make him lose his mind."

"I can already see that."

Carl didn't feel guilty at all. "The company just wanted to see his performance when he was mentally unbalanced. In addition to talent, a successful fighter's temperament was also very important. If he was able to enter the NHSAA in the future, he would either have to find a way to tame his emotions, or ensure that he would be able to display a certain level of combat strength even when his mental state was abnormal. In fact, we don't think he can defeat this round's opponent. As long as he can perform at his normal level in this battle, he has already met our expectations. "

He whispered these words into Li Mochen's ear. Using a special voice manipulation technique, only Li Mochen could hear these words.

After listening, Li Mochen naturally had nothing to say. There was nothing wrong with Carl's method.

However, everyone in the tour bus who heard the conversation between the three of them had different reactions.

Most of the contestants from Linden Academy had already been eliminated, and there were only a few people left in the top 64.

Some were puzzled, some were simply envious, and some were so jealous that their faces were twisted.

"I still don't believe that he can defeat James Lance."

At the front of the bus, the head coach, Ricard, frowned. "This is simply a fantasy. I was the one who personally tested him."

"Coach, Nathan Sports Group's sponsorship contract still isn't enough to convince you?"

Louise Linden smiled bitterly. "I said that you can try it with André yourself. He'll definitely agree. What Andre was training in was a top-notch Constellation Meditation Technique. Although it was difficult to cross the threshold, if he had some sort of enlightenment at this stage, or if he had some treasures that could increase his sensitivity towards the constellations, it would definitely be able to greatly increase his battle power. Coach, you should know that his previous foundation is very solid, stronger than anyone else in this club, even me. This kind of example was very common among the great clans. They usually practiced the best meditation arts and had built an incomparably solid foundation. All they needed was an opportunity to soar into the sky. If those big families have such methods, so does André's father. "

Carl's face was tense and he didn't say anything. He had made the judgment that Andre Lee Wildenstein's future was limited. How could he put down his pride and test it with that kid?

"James and I should be equally matched in strength. He relies on a lot of drugs. Even if he's a little stronger than me, it's still very limited. "

Louise said calmly, "Even I can't take one strike from André. Isn't that enough to prove the problem? Coach, you're too stubborn. "

The manager was still silent, but his eyes were looking at Li Mochen in the backseat through the rearview mirror.

He still couldn't believe that this young man had the potential to become a fighting superstar. Could he really defeat James Lance? The prodigy that the media said only appeared once in five years in Atlanta?

After the bus entered the parking lot, the clamor from outside the window finally died down.

There were a large number of security guards and police officers in the school bus parking lot, forcefully preventing people from getting close. However, when Li Mochen and the others entered the Storm Stadium through the players' tunnel, their ears were bombarded by the roars of the audience.

"Wow, there are so many people?"

A student looked at both sides in surprise and anxiety. "It seems to be full. There are many people standing. This has never happened before."

"There are so many cameras. I suddenly feel nervous. Will they film us?"

"It's really full. There are people in the aisles too."

Although the integrated cold weapon competition was the most popular competition in the City of Atlanta, and the NHSAA (National High School Athletic Association) was second only to the NCAA in popularity, the audience usually couldn't be full before the round of 16. A scene like today's gathering of reporters and a full house of spectators was something that could only be seen in the semifinals.

"What are you looking at? You're all here for Ammo. Don't you know that the price of a ticket to Arena A in the black market yesterday was 320 gold duns? I'm guessing that the adults in your family must've sold the tickets given by the school. "

William said as he strode in the direction of the competition schedule.

When he saw that Li Mochen's opponent didn't have a scratch this time, William was secretly relieved. He couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief. If even James Lance had an accident, then Li Mochen's luck would really be off the charts.

But then he felt that it was wrong. How could he hope that his buddy would be bad? They should be on the same side.

So he twisted his eyebrows and said, "The time is in an hour. It seems that you won't be lucky this time, Ammo."

At this time, Carl Holden raised a bracelet in front of Li Mochen. "It's very simple. Just kiss it before the battle. Pay attention to the emotions in your eyes. The more the better. We've talked to some photographers. They'll give you a close-up at this time. "

Li Mochen, on the other hand, frowned slightly. "The design of this bracelet seems too delicate?"

Carl Holden couldn't help but smile. He had been in contact with Li Mochen for more than a month, and he already knew how to convince him.

"My boss said that if this product sells well in the future, our company will provide you with more cultivation potions. He will also personally provide more support to Xuri Company."

Li Mochen didn't hesitate to wear the bracelet on his hand. Although the design of this thing was a little delicate, he wouldn't say no to money.

At this time, Li Mochen felt a gaze that was different from the one around him. It was somewhat familiar. He immediately looked back and found that the source of the gaze was from a private room in the south.

Li Mochen suddenly understood who was looking at him. It should be his cheap sister — Jennifer Wildenstein.

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