When Li Mochen stepped onto the stage, tens of thousands of people in the stadium were shouting "Jackass" in unison. The sound of the sky falling and the earth sinking seemed like it was going to collapse the stadium.
Li Mochen knew that "Jackass" meant "fool", "idiot", and "b * tch". He ignored them and walked to the center of the arena. He stood six meters away from James Lance, facing him.
Then, he saw a hint of hatred in his opponent's eyes, as well as a scarlet killing intent.
"I have to thank you. You made my name a household name on the East Coast. Did you see that? They treat me like a top star. "
James Lance grinned, revealing his white teeth. "But I still can't forgive you, b * stard. You tarnished my dream and tarnished my honor."
Li Mochen ignored him. He just stood there quietly, waiting for the match to begin. But James' expression was not calm. "I know you're very strong, not as useless as others say. But I'm still going to trample you into dregs today! As the price for tarnishing my dream, I'll break your legs. Just like I said to the media, I don't care if you're Wildenstein or not. "
Li Mochen remembered the image consultant's instructions. He didn't say anything and just looked at Lance with disdain.
The consultant wanted him to stay aloof and talk as little as possible. The colder, the better. He also wanted him to look down on any opponent.
Li Mochen felt that he could basically do that. If he couldn't, he would activate "Tianxin" and act as himself.
His gaze clearly infuriated James Lance too. James grinned, revealing his white teeth. "You've successfully angered me, sh * t! I'll make you pay. Our matter won't end just like that … "
Just then, the referee started the countdown. "Attention, there are five seconds left! three！ two！ one！ zero！ start！”
When the referee waved the red flag, Li Mochen was kissing his bracelet affectionately according to Carl's instructions. He realized that at this moment, there were cameras pointing at him from all angles in the stadium.
James stomped his right foot on the ground the moment the red flag fell, and then his entire body immediately flashed out like a cheetah. In just an instant, he had crossed a distance of five meters, and the pair of two-handed swords in his hands, one long and one short, also stirred up a gust of wind as they slashed towards Li Mochen like lightning.
Especially the shorter magic energy steel sword in his left hand, there was a faint aura condensing on it. The majestic wind pressure also caused Li Mochen's hair to dance wildly.
In the next moment, a loud clang rang out between the two of them. The metal weapons clashed against each other, not only causing an ear-piercing noise, but also sending out dazzling sparks.
Under this huge impact, Li Mochen took half a step back. On the other hand, a sinister smile appeared in James' eyes. James was indeed surprised that Li Mochen could perfectly defend against his sword, but the real fatal part of this move was the second, third, fourth, and fifth sword that followed.
The basic combat technique of magic energy warriors, "Triple Slash," had triggered many terrifying moves in many rich and powerful families. James Lance was fortunate enough to use the resources of the school to learn the improved combat technique, "Hell Quintet," which was based on the "Triple Slash" of the Cavendish Family. With the help of the double-edged sword, he could make five consecutive strikes in the time it took for the opponent to make three strikes, and each strike was heavier than the previous one.
However, just as James' second strike was about to reach Li Mochen's head, he suddenly felt that the sword in his left hand was suddenly pulled by a huge force. This made James lose control of his body for a moment, and his whole body involuntarily fell forward under the effect of inertia.
As Li Mochen turned sideways, his right-hand sword passed by without any threat. However, what shocked James even more was that the pulling force did not stop. After that, it continued to stir and spin, forcing him to spin along with it. When this force weakened and he finally regained control of his body, James found himself facing Li Mochen and kneeling on the ground. The sword in his left hand also flew out of his hand, and finally fell to the side of his body.
On the other hand, Andre Lee Wildenstein stood in front of him with a sword on his shoulder, and at the same time, looked down at him with an indifferent gaze.
At this time, the entire stadium fell silent. Everyone was shocked and even confused as they looked at this scene in disbelief.
They couldn't understand why James Lance, whom they had bet on, would kneel in front of Li Mochen when the battle had just begun.
"What exactly happened?"
"I couldn't see it at all!"
"It seems that as soon as they touched and spun a few rounds, James knelt down."
After a full three breaths, there was a burst of cheers in the stadium — those were Li Mochen's few fans. They were completely suppressed before, and only when the stadium calmed down could they make their voices heard.
The referee in the arena was at a loss. He also couldn't figure out what had just happened, and didn't know how to judge at this time.
Li Mochen's sword only pressed on James' shoulder, and didn't cause any impact to the armor that met the standard judgment. However, the sword was only millimeters away from James' throat. It was not an exaggeration to judge it as a fatal blow.
He frowned slightly, listened to the sound coming from the earpiece, and then raised the blue flag. "Side hit! Three points! "
At the same time, he waved the flag to signal Li Mochen to step back slightly.
However, at this time, James' eyes were already full of scarlet. His skin gradually turned red, and there was a faint mist around him. His arms also began to swell.
As soon as Li Mochen retracted his sword from James' shoulder, the Dual Swords Prince let out a beast-like roar. His swords once again emitted a greenish-white aura, and he slashed horizontally at Li Mochen 'waist.
Warrior skill — Whirlwind Slash + Giant Arm Strike!
At this moment, James not only increased the speed of his combat skill, but also triggered the magic array on the armor, causing several wind blades to be formed at the same time.
Seeing this, Li Mochen raised his eyebrows, thinking that this guy really didn't learn from his mistakes. As he twisted the sword in his hand again, in just a moment, James knelt on the ground again. This time, he maintained the same posture. Not only did both of his swords fall out of his hands, making clanging sounds as they fell to the ground from the left and right. Those deadly wind blades also greatly deviated from their target and slashed out of the arena.
At this time, not only did the 70,000 people in the stadium fall into dead silence again, even the two people in the No. 3 private room were also in a daze.
"Did you see it clearly, Dwight?"
After Alec Bruder woke up, he exhaled the cigar smoke that he accidentally inhaled into his lungs. "Lance is indeed no match for him, but this is different from what I imagined."
"Me too."
Dwight Payton said thoughtfully, "This is what the East calls borrowing force to fight force. It's a very brilliant combat skill."
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