"Are you ready to leave?"
The robed man in the sky looked at Philip the First, who already had half a foot in the void. "The match isn't over yet."
"It's already over. André's strength far exceeds Williams'. Obviously, even if he becomes your chosen one, he's still no match for that guy. Next, it's just a matter of how many rounds he wins. "
"I don't have time to watch a battle that I'm bound to lose here. This chess piece has already been crippled. But you can try to let Williams hold on a little longer. This might let my descendant earn less money. "After saying this, Philip the First had completely disappeared into the void.
"Very heartless, but he's right."
The robed man murmured. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a golden ball of light from the void in the west.
"Earn less money, but how much less can he earn? Look, I can even feel the surging power of faith in this city. Countless boys and girls are about to go crazy for him. "
His gaze fell on the young man in the stadium, and then he licked his lips greedily. "Philip, it's not just Jennifer. Your descendant also has a talent that makes people drool."
However, he cast a fearful glance at the depths of the void, and in the end, he too crossed the void and left.
At the same time, in another box in the temple stadium, Li Mochen's next opponent, Grimm Adams, looked at Li Mochen in the ring with a dazed expression. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.
His manager, Ms. Edith, smiled bitterly and patted his shoulder.
"The plan has changed. This is not an opponent you can defeat. Grimm, I think you'd better be honest and fight a hundred rounds with him. "
Grimm Adams was obviously unwilling, but the many sponsors gathered in this box did not take his personal will to heart.
"The previous plan has been canceled. This person is no longer an opponent that can be defeated in high school. That would only humiliate oneself and ruin Adams' future at the same time. "
"Look at his swordsmanship, look at his magic skills. I think the God of War is only so-so —"
"Bullsh * t! Did you know, everyone? Yesterday, Professor Constantine had sent a letter to the Association of Mages to inform them that Andre Lee Wildenstein had become his disciple and introduced him to the Association of Mages. What did this mean? That means he'll be at Stanford later this year. "
"Oh my god, I don't want such a terrifying monster to join the NCAA (National Collegiate Athletic Association). That would be a disaster. No one in the NCAA could stop him. Their sponsors will use the influence of the NCAA to make him so popular. "
"I think we can urge him to join NMOSA (National Comprehensive Cold Weapon Combat Alliance) early. Only in the professional arena can we organize enough strength to compete with him, defeat him, and even destroy him."
"That's a good idea, but can it be done? NMOSA might not be able to give him more benefits. "
At this moment, Green Adams suddenly heard a 'bang' sound. He glanced sideways and saw that it was the private room next to his. The one-way transparent bulletproof glass had a huge hole smashed open from the inside, revealing two figures inside.
One was the CEO of Nathan Sports Group's Western Region, Loren Reynold. His face was pale and his eyes were red. He looked like a vampire. The other was Felton Williams' agent. He was also pale.
…
Dwight Payton was no longer in the mood for the competition. He was talking to someone on his mobile phone.
"Ask André to go easy on Williams? No, no, I can't do that. André is not someone I can influence. It's illegal to interfere at this time. I'll have to bear legal responsibility. "
"I know this will affect the product's image to a certain extent, but the problem is that the impact has been made. It can't be reversed, can it? Williams used some other means to anger our André. "
"I can give you the phone number of Linden College's coach. You can try to contact him. However, if this causes Wildenstein to resent you and causes the subsequent signing of the contract to not go smoothly, you have to bear full responsibility. "
"Sorry, that's all for now. I'm hanging up."
Dwight smiled and pressed the red button to end the call. He looked behind him. Carl Holden was pushing the door open and walking in. He had taken advantage of the advertising break to make a trip to the studios.
"According to the results from private channels, the ratings of the television stations that are broadcasting this competition live are rising. The nationwide ratings are likely to have exceeded 11%."
After saying this, Carl looked at Edward Jeffries, who was also on the phone. "Looks like Mr. Jeffries also has good news."
"That's right."
Jeffries handed the phone to his assistant with a smile. "It's the Kendania fast food company. They also want to sign Ammo. I've already received three calls like this. Sh * t, fast food companies also want to sign our prince, although their asking price is very high. 500 million gold duns in six years, this is crazy — "
But before he could finish his sentence, the phone that the assistant took over rang again. This made Jeffries' face full of helplessness.
At this time, Williams returned to the ring. He had fallen a little hard, but with the protection of the Origin Power Armor, he was almost unscathed.
But after five minutes of rest and recovery, this fighting superstar of the West Coast stood on the ring again. He seemed to be at a loss.
That great existence had taken away everything that he had been given a few minutes ago, and this made him panic. The feeling of being deceived and abandoned, as well as the feeling of powerlessness that covered his whole body, made his soul gradually sink into a dark abyss. He was unable to extricate himself, and he did not know how to deal with the next battle.
On the other hand, Li Mochen, who was standing opposite Williams, had a disappointed look in his eyes.
After his divine power was taken away, he couldn't even fight normally?
Li Mochen shook his head. The referee on the spot waved the red flag and said the word "starts." Li Mochen did not use any magic, and directly pressed forward.
Opposite him, Felton Williams did not know how to deal with it. He seemed to want to use a spell, but he hesitated and began to use swordsmanship instead.
But it was too late. Lightning was already growing under Li Mochen's feet. He stepped forward and slashed almost exactly the same as in the first round, hitting the side of Felton Williams's waist.
This time, the latter did not have the support of magic, and the result was even more tragic than before. He flew more than 20 meters before falling to the ground with a loud bang.
After the sword attack was completed, Li Mochen did not even look at the figure that had rolled away. He directly walked off the ring, then threw the sword in his hand to the head coach Carl beside him, and began to remove the armor on his body with the help of several staff members.
At this time, the stands on all four sides were filled with the crazy screams and cheers of the girls!
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