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“OH！ My God, lucky Ammo, are you going to maintain your damn luck until the finals? "
William Jacques held his head in his hands. He felt hopeless. "In the first round, the opponent's armor was damaged, and then he won three rounds of matches! Sh * t, I think you must have been kissed by the Goddess of Luck this month. It's unbelievable. I must be dreaming. "
The two coaches, as well as the other students, all looked at Li Mochen as if he was not a human being.
The latter shrugged to show his innocence.
It had been more than a month since he made a wish to the Divine Firmament Purple Gold Pagoda in the Original Sky Realm. It should have expired by now.
Therefore, this was most likely the handiwork of the Nathan Sports Group. Li Mochen didn't know how they did it. He could only hope that the people from the Nathan Sports Group did it legally and didn't hurt his opponent.
Li Mochen did not have to wait long. A coach sent by Louise Linden to inquire about the news soon brought back the answer.
"This Isolde was poached by a school on the West Coast two days ago. Not only did they give him the most generous scholarship, but they also promised to recommend him to Stanford."
Therefore, the group of people here began to discuss it again.
"How is that possible? This guy is already in the 11th grade, right? What can they do after poaching him? Participate in the competition for two semesters? "
"I heard that although Isolde is very talented in swordsmanship, his talent in cultivation is only above average. That's why he's only at level four."
"I'm not sure, but I think they have a reason."
"Look at this guy's luck. I wanted to see him make a fool of himself today."
"It's a good thing for the club. Our chances of accumulating points for the team competition are getting higher."
William Jacques did not speak this time. He directly touched Li Mochen's hand. This made the latter shiver. His eyes became fierce. "What are you doing?"
"I'm here to try my luck."
William replied calmly, "My coach said that my opponent this time is on par with me. The odds of us winning should be fifty-five."
Li Mochen grinned, carried his sword bag, and walked towards the rostrum with ease. Just as he reported to the committee staff and was about to leave, a group of people carrying rifles and cannons suddenly surrounded him.
"Excuse me, are you André? I'm a reporter from Atlanta Sports Weekly. Can you spare some time for an interview? "
"Hello, André, I'm from the Atlanta Daily Telegraph. I would like to ask, André, how do you feel about your good luck? According to what we know now, after you defeated your opponent in the first round, you haven't stood in the arena for three rounds, right? Either you get a bye, or something unexpected happens to your opponent? "
"As long as you pass the next round, you can enter the top 64. Student André, do you think your good luck will continue?"
"I heard your schoolmates call you Lucky André, right?"
Li Mochen didn't look surprised at all. Carl Holden had already mentioned it to him. Nathan Sports Group would arrange publicity resources for him at the right time and attract public attention by creating controversy.
In this case, Carl Holden had already taught him how to deal with it —
Li Mochen straightened his face and faced the reporters. "Sorry, I don't have time for a one-on-one interview. Since you want to ask, I'll answer a few simple questions here. First of all, my first round was not an accident. I defeated my opponent with my own strength, and there was no malfunction in Nathan Sports Group's armor. Second, I don't think the next few rounds were luck. No matter who my opponent was, I was confident that I could defeat them. In fact, I don't think my opponent in these two rounds was my match. I'm also determined to win the city MOS championship this time. "
William Jacques happened to be nearby. When he heard this, he couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief.
This buddy of his was really amazing. He didn't even blink when he bragged. William felt that he almost believed it.
The reporters were also slightly stunned, and then there was an uproar.
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"So, you don't have to fight in this round?"
An hour later, outside the Ghost City in the Dark World, Alisa also said in an inconceivable tone, "My God, I also feel that you must be the illegitimate child of the goddess of luck."
It was just that she and Li Mochen were sitting in a modified Varyag armored off-road vehicle. The two sat in the front and passenger seats, and behind them were two bodyguards, Qitai and Brent Goodman.
They had rented this car at a high price, not only to accommodate the two attendants of Li Mochen, but also to carry more supplies and spoils of war.
This Varyag "Berserker" had a speed of up to 290 kilometers per hour, and its passing and defensive capabilities were also very strong. Not only could it float ten kilometers in the air, but it could also fight against two level-11 magical creatures head-on without being damaged at all. In addition, it also had a cargo capacity of up to seven tons, and there was a heavy magic rune machine gun on top of it.
"It has nothing to do with luck. Someone must have done something outside the arena."
Li Mochen looked out the window casually. "Nathan Sports Group hoped that I could defeat James Lance, who was the runner-up in the last Atlanta High School MOS individual competition. Before that, they hoped to use my 'good luck' to hype up. "
"I think I understand!"
A look of realization appeared on Eliza's face. "In other words, you can still win next week's match without a fight?"
"I don't know, maybe?"
Li Mochen shrugged and then asked, "Alisa, do you think I need to care? What I'm more curious about now is, where are you going today? "
Alisa couldn't help but step on the gas pedal. Li Mochen's words were very annoying, but she knew that this guy was actually not arrogant.
"We're going to the Black Fire Wasteland this time. I told you before, that's where we can really make a lot of money."
In fact, she had this plan at the end of last week. With the Holy Thunder Adjudicator and the top-notch armor of Li Mochen, she was already full of confidence.
And this time, there were two bodyguards sitting in the back seat, which made her even more assured. She thought that no matter how bad the situation was going to be, there would be someone to cover for them. Their current strength was equivalent to a small hunting group. As long as they didn't provoke too powerful magical creatures, they didn't have to worry about their safety.
Behind Alisa, Qitai and Brent Goodman looked at each other with awe in their eyes.
The Black Fire Wasteland — that was not a good place. It was the largest gathering place of magical creatures around Ghost City. It was said that there were even demons there.
But Qitai hesitated for a moment and suppressed his intention to persuade them. This was because he was confident in his own strength. If he and Brent joined forces, they could enter the periphery of the Black Fire Wasteland. And the armored off-road vehicle they were in was sturdy enough.
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