When Felton Williams' figure landed on the ground, the entire Temple of Light Stadium was dead silent. Then, an even louder uproar sounded from the stands on the west side.
Li Mochen's fans, who were wearing platinum jewellery, were frantically hitting their seats with mineral water bottles. Many young girls were so excited that they were about to go crazy. And in the stands in front of them, the people who were originally crazy were all dumbfounded, their faces pale.
"What? What happened just now? What happened? Did anyone see it clearly? Hey, director room, did you hear that? Can you replay what happened just now on the big screens on both sides of the hall? "
The commentator seemed to be completely clueless as he roared incoherently.
"Look at the scene. Our student Felton Williams was suddenly sent flying and has fallen under the ring. It seems that he won't be able to get up in a short time. Look, our referee seems to be in a daze. I have to say that this is very unprofessional. He should have raised the black flag and given a critical hit. Five points! "
At this time, on the east side of the stadium, in the several studios and director rooms located below the stands, everyone was panicking.
"What happened? Why did he suddenly fly out? "
"I got it. I'm replaying it and analyzing it."
"Unbelievable, unbelievable! This is really a marvelous swordsmanship. "
"This should be the most exciting and extreme swordsmanship I've seen this year! He really is a genius. The power he used and his speed still didn't exceed Level Nine. "
"An extremely concise and simple swing of the sword. He just chose an excellent angle. Perfect deception. It's simply perfect —"
"So what do we do now? This is a live broadcast. Don't tell me that this battle can be over in a minute. "
"Inform the referees and staff to find a way to delay the time within the rules. We can take turns to broadcast the scene captured by the 24 HD cameras from all angles. "
"No! No! Now we'll broadcast the advertisement first. The audience will definitely be curious about what happened during this time. Many people probably didn't watch it carefully at that time. Those who did will want to see the scene of that sword again. Before that, we have to give the advertisers an explanation. "
I know that there are two retired Combat Emperors watching the battle. Inviting them over before the other TV stations could analyze the game after the game could fill in the gaps in the program. Sh * t, I don't know if I should say that Williams is too weak or that lucky André is too strong! "
"It's the latter! You don't know this, but that Williams should be a God's Chosen One. Actually, we didn't need to panic. Our professional equipment had recorded the entire battle. We could make a six-hour program revolving around his sword. The title was' The Mystery Hidden in That Sword Technique ', or' The Brilliance of That Sword Technique ', or' The Ultimate Genius Sword Technique '. I'm guessing many viewers will be looking forward to learning more about this competition. "
At this moment, in VIP Room 4, Dwight Payton had already sat down and was looking at the TV in the room with anticipation.
He had clearly seen the sword just now, but even so, he was especially looking forward to its replay.
"Bullshit! They actually played the advertisement at this time. It's already been two minutes. Can't they hurry up? "
The agent, Edward Jeffries, seemed very uncultured as he cursed. He really wanted to know what had just happened. He had been distracted at the beginning of the game, causing him to miss the excitement. But who would have thought that Williams would be sent flying just as the game began?
"Most of these advertisements are from Ammo's sponsors, including our Naessen. I think the timing of the broadcast is very good. It's worth our advertising fees. "
Carl interrupted from the side. "Actually, Ammo just used a forward stab. His use of the sword is very simple and looks ordinary. You'll be disappointed, Mr. Jeffries."
"I know!" Edward Jeffries raised his voice. "But I just want to see it, okay? Well, all Mana professionals know that there's a great truth in simplicity. "
Under the gaze of nearly a hundred thousand people, Felton Williams was dizzy. Before the countdown of ten seconds, he forced himself to stand up. Then he tried to recall what had just happened, but no matter how hard he tried, his mind was blank.
At this moment, several referees gathered around. One of them first opened his eyelids to check and then asked him if he felt uncomfortable.
Williams didn't want to answer. He needed time to adjust and recall, so a large number of doctors came in and gave him a more detailed examination.
It wasn't until two minutes later, amidst the impatient curses, that the giant screens on both sides began to play the scene just now. Twenty-four different angles were played on a loop, with professional commentary.
Williams stared at the screen quietly and finally recalled the scenes that he had just experienced.
Li Mochen had responded to his slash with a forward stab. It didn't exceed the strength and speed of an ordinary level-nine Mana professional, but with the enhancement of spells such as Cat's Grace, Wind Walking, and Titan Imitation, he seemed to be slightly faster.
And the form of a head-on attack offset his huge advantage in speed to a certain extent. Williams didn't think much of this stab. He only needed to change the angle of his sword casually, and he would be able to cut his opponent's arm before he could stab himself.
However, lightning suddenly appeared under Li Mochen's feet — it was a Lightning Walk spell. It took Li Mochen's steps to the left and changed his position in front of him in a way that was almost like a flash. Then, the stab accurately hit his ribs. Then, with the force of Williams's own sword swing, he was knocked off the stage.
Thinking carefully, Williams couldn't help but look at the stage in a daze. He saw that André was holding his sword with both hands and standing on the ground, looking at him with a disdainful gaze.
His expression seemed to be saying: So what if you're the Chosen of God? In front of the lucky Prince André, he, Felton Williams, was still just a piece of trash not worth mentioning.
Williams was ashamed and angry, but he was even more confused. He still couldn't understand the situation at that time. Until the referee asked him again if he wanted to continue the match.
And the voice of the great god rang in his ears.
"Felton! You have to be careful, don't be fooled by him. The few feints he made when he stabbed forward, and the flow of source power on the surface of his body, deceived my divine power perception. You need to deal with this yourself and analyze it yourself. "
Felton Williams was suddenly enlightened. He remembered that Li Mochen had lifted his shoulder and swung his arm before he attacked. These movements were very small, but when combined with the flow of source power, they made him make no less than 30 wrong predictions. And what Li Mochen chose was the most incredible one.
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