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When Li Mochen took the stage, tens of thousands of people in the entire stadium were shouting "Jackass" in unison. The sound of the ground collapse that day seemed to shake the stadium to its core.
Li Mochen knew that the word "jackass" meant fool, idiot, bitch, so he paid little attention to it and walked to the center of the ring as usual, standing six meters away from James Langster, face to face.
Then he saw a glimmer of hatred and scarlet murderous intent in his opponent's pupils.
"I probably have you to thank for making my name a household name all over the West Coast. See? They treat me like the biggest star."
James Langster grinned, showing his white teeth: "But I still can't forgive you, bastard, you have tarnished my dreams and stained my honor."
Li Mochen was too lazy to answer, and just stood quietly, waiting for the game to start. But James's expression was very restless: "I know you should be very strong, not as useless as others said. But I still have to kill you today.
Trampled into scum! As the price for you tarnishing my dream, I will break one of your legs. Just like I said to the media, I don’t care whether you are a Wildenstein or not.”
Li Mochen remembered the image consultant's explanation, but still didn't speak. He just looked at Lanster with contempt.
The consultant wanted him to remain cold throughout the whole process, speak as little as possible, the colder the better, and show contempt for any opponent.
Li Mochen feels that he can basically do it. If he really can't, then he will turn on the "Tianxin Shenzhao" and act in his true colors.
His gaze also clearly angered James Langster. The man grinned, revealing a pair of deep white teeth: "You succeeded in irritating me like shit! I will make you pay the price. It's our business
, I won’t let it go like this——”
At this moment, the referee next to him started counting down: "Both sides, pay attention, there are still five seconds! Three! Two! One! Zero! Start!"
When the referee waved the red flag, Li Mochen was kissing his bracelet affectionately according to Karl's instructions. He discovered that at this time, cameras were pointed at him from every angle in the stadium.
The moment the red flag fell, James slammed his right foot on the ground, and then he immediately flashed out like a cheetah, passing five meters away in just an instant, and the pair of long and short ones in his hands
The swords in both hands were also caught up in the strong wind, and they slashed in front of Li Mochen like chasing the wind and lightning.
Especially on the shorter magic steel sword in his left hand, there was a faint aura condensed, and the majestic wind pressure also made Li Mochen's hair dance wildly.
The next moment, there was a huge "clang" earthquake between the two people. The collision of metal weapons not only caused a harsh sound, but also shot out a ball of dazzling sparks.
Under this huge impact, Li Mochen took half a step back. And James's eyes showed a sinister smile. Li Mochen was able to perfectly defend against his sword, which really surprised James, but his move was truly fatal.
, which is followed by the second, third, and even fourth and fifth swords.
The magic warrior's basic combat skill "Triple Slash" has triggered many terrible moves in many famous families, and James Lanster was fortunate enough to use the resources of the school to learn the "Triple Slash" based on the Cavendish family of modern times.
The improved combat technique 'Hell Quintet'. With the help of two-handed swords, while others are striking out three strikes, they can strike five blows in a row, and one strike is heavier than the other.
But just when James's second sword was about to hit Li Mochen's head, he suddenly felt that his left sword was suddenly pulled violently by a huge force. This made James unable to control his body for a moment, and his whole body was inertia.
Under the influence, he involuntarily jumped forward.
As Li Mochen turned sideways, his right-hand sword passed by without any threat. But what made James even more frightened and confused was that the pulling force had not ended yet, and then continued to stir and rotate, making him
He had to rotate accordingly. When the force became smaller and he finally regained control of his body, James found himself facing Li Mochen and kneeling on the ground. His left sword also flew out of his hand and finally fell.
At his side.
The man opposite, Andre Lee Wildenstein, stood prominently in front of him, placing a sword on his shoulder while looking down at him with indifferent eyes.
At this time, the entire stadium fell silent. Everyone was shocked, even confused, and looked at this scene in disbelief.
They couldn't understand why the battle between the two sides had just begun, and James Langster, whom they had bet on, was kneeling in front of Li Mochen?
"What happened?"
"I couldn't see clearly just now!"
"It seemed that as soon as they made contact and turned around a few times, James knelt down."
After three full breaths, a burst of cheers erupted in the gymnasium - those were Li Mochen's few fans, who had been completely suppressed before. It was not until the gymnasium calmed down that they were able to make their voices heard.
The referee on the ring was at a loss. He also didn't know what happened just now, and he didn't know how to make a decision at this time.
Li Mochen's sword only pressed on James's shoulder, and did not cause any impact on the armor that met the criteria. But the edge of this sword was only a few centimeters away from James' throat, so it was not considered a fatal blow.
Not an exaggeration.
He frowned slightly, listening to the voice coming from the headset, and then raised the blue flag: "Hit from the side! Three points!"
At the same time, he waved a flag to signal Li Mochen to retreat slightly.
But at this time, James's eyes were already filled with scarlet meaning, his skin gradually turned red, a mist appeared, and his arms began to swell.
As soon as Li Mochen took the sword back from James Langster's shoulder, the Prince of Two Swords already roared like a wild beast, and a pair of long swords once again released a blue-white aura and struck Li Mochen's waist.
Cut horizontally.
Warrior skills - Whirlwind + Giant Arm Strike!
At this moment, James Langster not only increased the speed of his combat skills by one level, but also triggered the magic energy array on the armor, causing several groups of wind blades to be generated at the same time.
Li Mochen raised his eyebrows when he saw this, thinking that this guy really didn't have a long memory. As the sword in his hand twisted again, just a moment later, James Langster knelt on the ground again. This time he
It was the same posture. Not only were both swords released from their hands, they fell to the ground from left and right, making a "clang" sound, but those deadly wind blades greatly deflected away from their targets and slashed outside the ring.
At this time, not only did the entire stadium of 70,000 people fall into deathly silence again, but even the two people in Box 3 were also in a state of confusion.
"Do you see that clearly, Dwight?"
Alec Bruder didn't spit out the cigar smoke he accidentally inhaled into his lungs until he woke up: "Langster is indeed not his opponent, but this is different from what I imagined."
"Me too."
Dwight Payton said thoughtfully: "This is what is called in the East, using strength to fight and defeat a thousand pounds with skill. It is a very advanced fighting skill."